So here I am, at my job, again. However, on this occasion, I'm not going to talk about the monstrosity that is work! Oh no! Instead I will write about what I've been doing. And what a backward country I am currently residing in. To be honest it's not that bad, I'd even go as far as to say it's entertaining. Today I arrived at work to find a roll of toilet paper on my desk. I like loo roll paper as much as the next person. However it was a quite a surprise. Apparently staff are given a toilet paper allocation each month. Yes, that's right. A toilet paper allocation. Men get one roll, women get two. Bonkers I know. But kinda good. I just need to make sure that I don't get a bout of diarrhoea before October 23 (ie the next time the paper is dished out).
Aside from their crazy toilet culture, I've also been immersing myself in the world of steel pan drums. An amazing 70-year-old man called Roy Geddes is teaching me to play and he is awesome. He's quite possibly the deepest (albeit preachy) man I have ever met and so far I have learnt the F scale as well as Doe A Deer! Oh yeah! It's only a matter of time until I have a band of my own. I think it will be called the Browntones. Other than that, I've been to Bartica, seen Eddy Grant's island house, declined my father's hot friend because of tiredness and had my sidies waxed off for the same price as in England. Shocking, no? I've also tried tirelessly to meet a minister. He keeps palming me off. So I've been harassing his secretary.He's now ignoring me. Oh dear. Tomorrow, I have another drum lesson, then on Friday I am going to West Coast for some roasted aubergine. I can't wait. My cousin actually makes the best food in the world and my belly is ready for it.
So on that note, I will be seeing ya.
PS How can that 13 year old child get everyone under the sun to read her blog and not one person reads mine!!!!
The sign off?
Ageism is rife.
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