Vuvuzelas

I was just on the BBC website and saw that there has been 545 complaints about Vuvuzelas on the telly when the football is on.
OK. Let's get some perspective here! I was in Spar yesterday picking up some bits and pieces for lunch. At the entrance, there are three uniformed spar people tooting vuvuzelas, inside there are more staff tooting the things and also another group of staff having a little game inbetween the aisles. Seriously? Not good for the pleasant calming shopping trip. There was little impulse buying going on. What's more annoying is that I want one, and they were sold out.

Another training at an NCP today. We had about 30 NCP caregivers all come to learn about HIV and nutrition. It was really windy which is a challenge when you are trying to train outside. Papers were flapping all over the place. At one point when we were trying to tie down our banner, which we put up at every training for visibility, a chicken cam over and started pecking at the morning break packs. Everyone get a sandwich of polony and cheese, and this cheeky chicken was helping himself. Another moment when I was thinking, this wouldn't happen in London.

People call these chickens village runners, as they are in every village, running around and eating all kind of stuff.