The power went out at about 11pm last night, our first power cut of very many I suspect. Fortunately this did not cause any major issues overnight – although there were wake ups, the chidlers coped well. However, it was most inconvenient in trying to make the morning porridge! The grid toyed with me by partially restoring power to deliver just enough to boil a kettle (taking about 15min). Then, just as it looked like we would have to feast ourselves purely on the local fruit (tough I know), it returned. Unfortunately, the cooker has seen better days and it was a bit of a blow when one of the hobs fell through! Two to work with and there is a plan in place to replace it. 

We spent the morning unpacking some more and sorting through cupboards – home it is starting to become. Then we went to visit Sister Gwenyth, a Welsh Catholic nun and the headmistress of the local school the girls are going to attend. She is a remarkable individual, having built the school, classroom by classroom, over the last 10 years. It now caters for over 600 pupils, feeding them breakfast and lunch too. And the standard of education is impressive – this will be no holiday camp for our three! They start tomorrow. Three very white, light haired girls going to school with over 600 native Tanzanians. An experience it will be! Good luck them!

We had Dr Aubrey (Tuele hospital Superintendent) over for ‘afternoon tea’ with his two younger girls (9 &2), the children all played delightfully together with another local boy from next door and this definitely was a confidence boost ahead of tomorrow.

So work and school starts tomorrow, I could do with at least another week to settle in….