The end of our time here is rapidly approaching and I'm surprised at the very mixed feelings I have about it. A year ago when we arrived, I couldn't imagine lasting 6 months, let alone a year. Let alone be feeling in any way sad at the idea of leaving.
Driving back from clinic yesterday, sun shining, bumping along a red sand road and waving to all the kids running alongside I realised that London will seem very grey in comparisson to life here. I also feel very settled; last night we had "xmas in June" and as we sat in our party hats eating xmas pudding, I realised that I will really miss a lot of the people I have met here and the social life we have.
Fortunately, when I got in the shower, I was reminded of some of the downsides of living here; not only did I have to manouvere myself under a small dribble of hot water but when I reached for the shower gel, I had to have a stand off with a preying mantis.