Brrr! It’s FREEZING COLD in Nairobi. During my morning run this morning, I bumped into a sleek dressed, silver-tongued lawyer. And guess what? He had his hands in his own pockets. In his own pockets! Imagine that. Even feisty Ginger (who spends her day frolicking in the compound) has come around to my office window to negotiate to be let back into the house?