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Famine and drought

Friday, January 20, 2006
Maybe there is someone out there who might take the time to explain the two the similarity and difference. Once again BBC Radio 4 reporter was out in Kenya and she was in Wajir which sounded like Wazir but that is nothing compared to Dr Wahome Karanja who the reporter said WAHOME (as in nyumbani),it is quite interesting listening to Kenyan voices like Raphael Tuju I remembered him when he was doing Voice of Kenya news. I am sure this like carbon-dating.

There is food in Kenya but there are those who are buying and selling out to some Southern African states, does anyone remember yellow posho? I guess thats why I have problems with polenta. A rambling post today

Happy New Year

Thursday, January 12, 2006
I guess it is deep into the year and I should stop the felicitations. So far it has been a good year....

During the holidays I was watching an episode of the Practice and this was about a man who was on death row and his defence lawyers had 18 hours to lodge an appeal. The appeals for clemency to the Governor and the Court of Appeal failed and as he was waiting for all this to happen they served him his last meal and there was all manner of food from a large steak to a large portion of lobster which the death row inmate had never eaten before. It struck me with a such a degree of sadness and poignancy although this was a dramatisation and the fact that this man had been poor and for all his time at death row he had only been served prison food. It left me thinking.

Two days later over on Radio 4 news the newsreader said that prisoners in Kenya were giving up a meal in donation to the famine. Wow, set my little brain cells thinking.