Gotta love my neighborhood in Kampala. And the undisputed superstar of the village is our flashy, forever-serving LC1 Defense Secretary. I just drove past him, smiling to himself – ear to ear, walking in italics. And it’s not evening yet…. Continue Reading →
Who was your father? What kind of man and father was he? Was he loving, present, encouraging and able to express emotion? Or was he hard, harsh, stoic and a live wire – at best, unpredictable? Maybe he was not… Continue Reading →
Today is the last day of school for my girls. I love the palatable excitement that comes along with the beginning of the long school break so I purpose to hang around them. Just like most of the Saturdays am… Continue Reading →
When my teenage daughter was 5, she threw down the gauntlet in my direction. It had to do with our noise-vending neighbor who played music late into the night. It got so bad that I regularly found myself humming their… Continue Reading →
My super competitive family decided this evening our #Easter Sunday baking would be turned into a contest. Tanya and I are pitted against Mona and Leesha. Knowing am no match for my chef-par-excellence Suga’pie Honey Bun, I made friends with… Continue Reading →
Late last night I finally got round to watching the decade-old Avatar, the futuristic epic science fiction that won three oscars and has since gone on to become the highest-grossing film of all time. In the movie, there’s a recurring… Continue Reading →
Airport terminal walls have some of the most profound art and graffiti, but in our busyness we miss it. Perhaps it is because most of those spaces were designed for moving traffic, not for observation. Not so for me. My… Continue Reading →
SHARING MY HOLIDAY READING: As a very impressionable young man, I was hooked on NBA Basketball. These were not just games. They were expressions of art, with a touch of science. Go down memory lane with me (if you are… Continue Reading →
The story of #Christmas is one of Scandal, Shame and Shock. 14 year-old Mary got pregnant under very suspicious circumstances. She had to endure dirty looks from the townspeople and a lifetime of being misunderstood. And the always-in-the-air possibility of… Continue Reading →
About this time last year, I had clocked 2000km of running. I celebrated this milestone by taking a much deserved break from pounding the streets until after Christmas. This morning, my jogging route ended at the gym for strength training…. Continue Reading →
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