The rainy season appears to have ended, there is a strong quite cold wind (‘it will bring no rain’) and it is getting hotter and dustier.
We are near the end of the school year, which apparently means graduation ceremonies, particularly at the end of primary school year (P7). We must be near several schools because I came home yesterday afternoon to speeches and constant bursts of ‘Congratulations’ (the Cliff Richards song, you hear it often) that went on for two or three hours. The speeches ended and the real music started, still going this morning when the speeches started up again at eight; graduation is a big deal.
The very jolly man who came to read the water meter this morning (you are billed monthly for water and electricity) thought this ceremony would go on all weekend, and there will be many more he said with great delight. It is also the time for weddings, they go on for days and days, are much louder, and also feature ‘Congratulations’ (as I remember from when we lived in the centre of town). ‘And we are not even near Christmas yet’ he said, ‘that will be a ‘Biiig Time’ and, sitting on his motorcycle, he beamed and spread his arms out wide to celebrate the celebrations.