July 22nd.
Have you ever had a let down feeling. Well this morning as we got out of bed, I jokingly said to Kevin ,"One morning you are likely to wake up on the floor."meaning the net had come untucked . We had decided to rearrange the bedroom furniture today as part of our housekeeping. In the process, we noticed some sawdust at the end of the bed and on investigation discovered the timber at the end of the bed had wood worm in it. This is a very serious problem in timber throughout Tanzania, so the bed had to be removed, dismantled and rebuilt. The carpenters only work until lunch time Saturday, so when someone turned up at 5.30pm for the bed, I convinced them to leave it until Monday morning. Hope fully we don't end up on the floor tonight. Never a dull moment. We were told they would have it for a couple of days (that could be a week or more). Hakuna Matata.





When we went to Mutukula  to  sort out our visa, we passed through a small town  where there was a ruins of a church up on the hill. It was bombed by Idi Amin's troops in the Kagera war when he was trying to annex the region to Uganda.  Apparently there were several thousand people killed and  never recovered from the surrounding region.





For all you football fans, eat your heart out. We have soccer laid on every day about 30 ft from our front door. No entry fee,we just have to sit out the front and watch some very amusing games. A new set of goal posts (not finished) appeared outside the workshop, so the soccer "field " has been abandoned for the area in front of our house.

I've heard of chattering chimpanzees, but the other afternoon we met the muttering monkeys as we went for a walk. A couple of them ran off but we saw a small one in the trees. Another one appeared and seemed rather agitated. It kept jumping from branch to branch ( not at all cooperative with the keen photographers) and kept shaking its head up and down. We discovered that she had a baby there so having been told that they can bite, we retreated.
They are a pest as they wreak havoc in the vegetable gardens. A couple of days later, an excited young fellow arrived at our door to inform us that they had caught a baby monkey and come and have a look. We dutifully followed him and inquired what he was going to do with it upon which he stated he was going to keep it as  a pet. ( He already has a tortoise kept in the guest house somewhere.)
The mother monkey was beside herself, leaping from tree to tree and making such a hullabaloo  which continued for quite a while, naturally. The poor thing was tied up with a rope so  we told him to let it go. Next morning they were back in force with reinforcements playing quite happily under the trees.



Before lunch, we wandered down to the stall near the bridge hoping to get some fruit and vegetables only to find it was not operational today. Maybe tomorrow. Hakuna matata.


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