MAKING ROADS SAFER
It seems that some bright spark somewhere has finally decided that road markings are not only necessary but sometimes making all the difference between life and death. As the project is rolled out on most roads, driving is increasingly becoming easier, much safer and pleasurably. Truth is that we have lived without these markings for so long that many of us had forgotten that proper roads should be clearly marked. Significantly, we have a whole generation of drivers who are encountering these markings for first time since they first saw them on that table at the driving school.
I read with increasing dismay of MCAS spending millions of taxpayers’ money at the coast for inductions courses. Granted, these folks need to be taken through the paces in order for them to come into grips with what is expected of them. I agree that leaders too need to get around the country once in a while. But there is something obscene about them acting like playboy wannabes and floating in tubes in the ocean and generally acting silly. Watching them, I get the image of little worms gnawing away at the soul of nation.
POTATO FARMER’S PLIGHT
There are times I can’t help feeling sorry for the Kenyan farmer. We were in Kinagop, the place famed for potato production this week. Trouble is that traders buying the produce insist on a 12 foot bag at a thousand bob. I thought there was some recent law against this form of exploitation? I know there is that thing about demand and supply but farmers across the country do not farm their land for sport. They too have their needs. Most importantly, in a country that perennially suffers food deficit, they deserve some protection from the buccaneering merchants.
MEMORIES FROM HAPPY VALLEY
We, of course, couldn’t end our visit to the happy valley without stopping for delicious kuku kienyeji seasoned with minji and pilipili kiasi from Helen’s kitchen at Slopes Villa in Engineer. Joji is still the wise cracker that he has always been though in between his crazy jokes, he freezes and gets this vacant look in his eyes like those prophets of longer ago. I guess smart businessmen have all manner of difficult maths swirling around in the heads. The lumberjack has taken time to dry out while Mr Elephant, the local maverick show no signs of slowing down. firstname.lastname@example.org