The Mango Tree

In our compound, to the left of the mango tree on the wall next to the Ascari (guard) shower and toilet, there are at least twenty lizards soaking in the early morning sunshine.

Lizards on the Wall

Lizards on the Wall

Swallows fly past occasionally, a kite (the bird) swirls closer with each circular pass, and these kites are big, noticeably bigger than those we have seen along the M40. The lizards are very still, presumably the birds focus on movement. There is less of the frantic intensity of Kampala here, especially on a Sunday.
The metal bashing is just beginning for the day, rubbish fires are just being lit, I heard some worship going on in nearby houses earlier on but that has now stopped. The music has also stopped for now. It occurred to me during the night, trying to sleep through Ragga, Reggae and Rap, that gleeful enjoyment of noise is perhaps the best demonstration of the overriding characteristic of Uganda: 70% of the population are under 30. Contrast that with the ageing population of Western Europe and you really notice the difference.

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