The White Masai

Touchdown

Wonderful warm tropical air embraces us the minute we land at Mombasa Airport, and already I feel in my bones that this is my

Hoping for the best, we go into the office on the third day only to find the official says there’s just one little problem: we have to get a certificate from the veterinary surgeon in Barsaloi that the shop is clean, and also before he can give us a licence we have to have a portrait of the president which has to hang in every shop. Lketinga wants to curse the man, but I restrain him

Everyone is happy. Lketinga plays the cassette, and that sets everyone off talking. But when I give Saguna the brown doll that my mother bought for me everyone’s jaw drops, and Saguna runs screaming out of the hut. I have no idea what’s happened, but even Mama has recoiled from the doll. Lketinga asks me in all earnestness if it really is a dead baby