The Old Lady Comes to London
July 2008 has been a month of firsts. It is the first time that my mother visits London or travels by plane for over an hour. A few years back, she was not feeling well when she came to visit us in Nairobi and instead of making her travel by bus to Kampala from Nairobi, we booked her on to KQ for one way back into Kampala. It was her first time, but the strong and confident woman she is, it did not show on her face or in the way she acted. On this occasion when she travelled all the way here, she was not with me but I made sure that she was in the competent hands of another relative who was coming to UK on official business. Victoria keeps insisting that I am offering unsolicited help, because she (Victoria) knows that despite her limited education, her mother in law is confident enough to travel anywhere in the world. My reaction to that is that Victoria overrates the old lady’s confidence but I must admit that her confidence and perseverance sometimes baffles and inspires me. ...