It’s Easter again, for the second time in two weeks. Today (the second Easter Saturday) we wanted to do some shopping. As we emerged from Bingham into the mayhem that is the local area of Kolfe there was substantial evidence of live meat trading. From energetic young boys to wizened old men, skills were being honed in driving reluctant sheep along and across the road. Probably the most effective and comical method, which gains the greatest degree of compliance, is when they hold onto a front leg and the poor sheep has to follow along on the other three in a rather lop-sided manner.

Resigning/retiring from our respective professions in the UK and moving to Ethiopia took Chris and me away from the increasingly burdensome bureaucracy in the education and medical systems. Chris doesn’t miss “Ofsted”, and I don’t miss the CQC (the Care Quality Commission). We both think these august bodies do a great deal of good but under rather oppressive political pressure and sometimes go perhaps a little further in their relentless pursuit of ever tightening “standards” than is absolutely necessary.