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Cholera – Day 75

May 17, 2012

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The area I’m in has been plagued by cholera for more or less a month now. The worst of it is in the villages which lie along the lake’s shore including Bugoigo (remember camp Guan-Tanna-mo!) but there have been a few cases here in Biiso. Once again a lot of people are blaming the Congolese […]

Revelations – days 66 to 68

May 11, 2012

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Blimey what a crazy couple of days, I’m not even sure where to start. People I was sceptical about have surprised me and those I thought I could rely have disappointed me. First Revelation: My “new Boda friends” Musindi and Mukaali are one such example and they are now in my bad books. I honestly was […]

A New Chapter – day 65

May 11, 2012

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They insisted on coming and I was so delighted they did. As my gear was being loading into the white pick-up truck at camp, I walked into the kitchen to say my goodbyes. “The whole gang is coming to see you off. We are going to push you,” Carol said grinning at me. “Oh fantastic!” […]

First Impressions – Day 60

May 6, 2012

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The road to Biiso is remarkably smooth. You notice when your teeth are no longer chattering driving along a Ugandan road. The potholes have been filled and the road flattened – it’s one of the main routes used by large oil trucks heading to Lake Albert. Our white pick-up truck cruised along speedily with Zephyr […]

Fish – Day 54

April 28, 2012

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Next week is my last at camp Budongo. I feel quite emotional about it. I love the surroundings, the staff; field assistants, the researchers and Mary’s cooking (chapatis just won’t taste the same elsewhere!). It will be hard to leave dry-eyed even for a cynical old boot like me. Nine weeks have vanished, but I […]

Power to the people – Day 53

April 26, 2012

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It looks like I have to go back to Kampala for a day next week. I’ve decided to ask for a refund for the camp fees I paid to Vector Control Division. I wasn’t 100 per cent convinced about my safety or how workable a situation I was creating for myself and after a long […]