No returning staff arrived last night, I’m afraid, which means I have to wait for another day. I have to get them started on the work programme. When it rains, they think one should stay in bed, and nothing gets done. I must say there are times when I think staying in bed on a day pouring with rain is a good idea. I agree with them there. I do have to get to Lusaka though, as there is masses to be done. Time is starting to loom a bit, in order to Dambo House ready.
I walked over all the little red hearts again this morning, such lovely bright, almost synthetic colours. Doing so I disturbed a veritable throng of birds who collectively flew off amidst much wing flapping.