The African stereotype is far off the mark for the part of South Africa we live in. Right now though what you imagine Africa to be is right where I am - although not in a mud hut! We are visiting family in the heart of one of South Africa's neighbouring countries, Zambia. It is my first visit here but it is where my husband was brought up for his primary school years, before he went to High School in the UK (as a boarder obviously!) We are not in his hometown of Ndola though, which is a one and a half hour car trip away. We are in Mkushi, 4 hours from Lusaka (the nation's capital) by road, right in the heart of the African bush. It is, however, a veritable oasis of fertility as we are nestled amidst the commercial maize farms, on a little property the farming community frequent every Sunday for their church services. Yes, my brother-in-law is the local pastor here & lives in a quaint little house surrounded by beautiful trees & bushland.
Unfortunately that is all that I have time to tell you now folks as I have been called to dinner. My sister-in-law is a splendid cook so I dare not delay! I haven't been able to log on here much before now, I did have a couple of hours luck a few days ago but that certainly wasn't enough time to visit all my favourite peeps, so please forgive me for not commenting. I am looking forward to a really good catch-up with lots of coffee by my keyboard, when I get back home. For now I can share some wonderful news, but not in it's entirity until it is published elsewhere. So far my year has got off to a cracking start. I will be designing for a local wholesaler to showcase some of their new products, am Scrapper in the Spotlight on another site this month & have been accepted onto the design team of an international challenge blog. Woohoo! More to follow when I am all settled back at home.
Miss you madly.