Last month when little Ellie Fitzsimmons was ill I sympathised with her mother, Angie, when she had to sit up with her. Now I too know the delights of sitting up with someone who's ill when the power goes off in the middle of the night. I enjoy candlelight but it becomes somewhat worrying when there's less than an inch left, I didn't find a shop that sold more yesterday and I have a son who can vomit into a bucket when he can see where it is but has yet to try when the lights are out. All part of life in Nigeria. We're just hoping it's something he ate and not a bug that will sweep through the family. At least if the water tank starts overflowing with no warning at 2am this morning I'm already awake to close off the pipe.
Apart from some teething troubles life in Bukuru is pleasant. We do have an issue with hot water pressure but we have cold running water in the house and the leak in the mains which, when the water is actually flowing, provides us with our own stream does not appear to affect the filling of our water tank. There are no mosquito screens on the doors which means we can't have them open to let the breeze in but we do have fine mesh on the window screens. There are large gaps under and around the doors and there was a mouse in one of the rooms but then it could run under the door and outside again before I could catch it and had to decide what to do with it next. We can't use the garage because of a beesnest in the walls but we do have tangerine, avocado, mango and cashew trees in our huge garden. Above all, the weather is lovely and we know that God has put us here.
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