I did anticipate that Mothering Sunday would be as ordinary as it is every year here – i.e. we’ve never really bothered with it. In fact, my 12 year old sudden realised what day it was and went; “Well aren’t you going to open your presents, Mum?” I said “Oooh – have I got presents?” […]
No Tantrums in the Townships
(Part 3) I’ll admit that something I was rather stressed about when returning to Namibia was the way that my kids would behave in public. It doesn’t take a genius to notice that in general, African kids who live in the sub-Saharan countries are less … hyper … shall we say – than kids from […]