The country that loved nothing more than an empty glass bottle
Would these three land me in the Ugandan slammer? I had nearly reached my local boda stage. There was just over 100 meters to go but as I walked past the local swimming pool – the same one where I’d...
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The black lips jumpsuit or the hot pink power suit? Tough choice. By now the novelty of the Amy Childs dress in Uganda was wearing off. Every mzungu in the country had borrowed it at one time to have a...
View ArticleIf we go a bit closer… Strewth! It’s a Foster’s backpack on sale in Kampala!
Crikey. Can’t believe I came all the way to Kampala to find this. Postscript Always one for a challenge, I returned to Owino a week later. Besides being told, “You look like Gaddafi” (some Ugandans had...
View ArticleAnd tonight’s entertainment is… Cooking with Mzungus in Uganda.
Kampala candlelit dinner for two. I had agreed to cook dinner (read: cooking lesson) for my friend Lucy M, a TV producer (aka Biccy), the next Wednesday night after she’d been shocked at my lack of...
View ArticleIn Uganda 16 women die everyday from childbirth-related complications
Amy at the Shanti Uganda Birth House. Photo by Anne Ackermann see www.anneackermann.com As she cradled her baby, just a few hours old, on the bed opposite me at the birth centre Natooro told me...
View ArticleI’ve never been prouder to be an Aussie. My trip to the world’s newest...
With the great Gatwech Kulang on my last day in Juba. In the past week, I’ve realised how truly caring, compassionate and tolerant Australia can be towards people from other countries when we want...
View ArticleGulu, where they do not know Justin Bieber, and where the bus passengers have...
The chickens that became bus passengers then Easter Sunday lunch. “And now, I’d like us to pray for the journey ahead,” said the conductor standing in the aisle of the bus, his eyes searching the...
View ArticleMy Big Fat Ugandan Muslim Wedding
Da da dum dum… It was a sunny Saturday morning in Kampala and I was at the local City Oil service station trying to top up my airtime on my mobile phone. Anytime in Uganda was airtime, it seemed, for...
View Article“African men don’t like skinny women,” said the stranger as she unknowingly...
Would I marry a Ugandan after eating a few slices of marble cake??? As a belated birthday present my good friend Martha had insisted she wanted to take me to high tea at the Serena Hotel, the only...
View ArticleThe day “Emmy” bribed someone – but only to get her own phone back
Love your fashion but stop calling me day and night. I had a new stalker. Imran Boda, as he was now known in my phone. He wasn’t as bad as the ones I’d saved in my phone under Pain and Random Pain, but...
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