This post is number 50 in a series.
Hard to believe. I could never have planned it this way. Later today we start a long weekend of serious R&R, but today I post my last post in this series (except that I may well continue; it’s fun). After all the blood, the sweat, the toil, the tears, to end...
This post is number 49 in a series.
I can’t think why he started. I was sitting quietly, waiting for him, and he threw something at my head. I watched it sail by. A biscuit! So I Hoovered it up. That happened a couple more times, then his aim improved. I happened to have my mouth open, and in i...
“My” Ugandan chicken farmer has repaid 8% of the loan she got from [Kiva]http://www.kiva.org/app.php?page=businesses&action=about&id=33024.1 That’s not at all bad, given that the loan was disbursed less than a month ago. Of course, it would be nice to know a bit more about how Sylvia and the res...
This post is number 48 in a series.
The country came to town yesterday as we set out, bucket in hand, dog on leash, to gather elderflowers. Italians watched, but said nothing. With The Squeeze despatched to procure citric acid, and sugar, water and lemons, the house was soon as redolent as a flo...
There is rice and there are hungry People. Why do we have to navigate through the "economic minefields" in order to get feed? My family just went to the food bank where they gave us free rice, but no one in our family eats it. I told my son, "Take all that government rice down to the pawn shop and...
