Ever heard of the saying,'you can tell a good day from the morning'?or something like that?well I havent but i know for a fact that you can always know a crappy day when it starts. As for the day, well I suggest you just join me as we journey thro what has gotta be the worstest day this morning.
First of all, I wake up and my foot is swollen coz i picked up an injury last night at training so i have to rub it down with somke ointment setting me about ten minutes behind schedule;fast forward to the shower and its all chaos as the bloody water wont flow thro the damn shower!aaaah!so its time to leave and im late so i have to sprint to the stage and grab a matatu and i cant get one but one comes eventuially.so am so late to get the bus to work in the morning.
Get off the matatu and sprint off across town to look for the bus and eventually i get there and then the devill posses the curb and i end up tripped up and headlong into the hard asphalt. a great pair of jeans is ruined, i have two grazes the size of something else and my dusty self still has to make it to the bus. Bllody hell people.Why me?
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
Thursday, July 13, 2006
Hawkers Dilemma - My take
If you've been in Nairobi of late, the I guess you've heard of the recent series of riots/chaos/fracas caused by the hawkers who claim that they have a right to peddle their wares in the CBD. Now I tend to be a fair man so I think we should analyse the situation critically.
About three years back, they were moved from the streets amid calls for the then minister for local government to resign and alloted spaces within the back and sidestreets of downtown Nairobi. all went well for a while but the hawkers slowly began to trickle back into town and pretty soon they were back in the cbd causing all sorts of chaos. So the government alloted them an entire market place at a place called Ngara and tehy were all asked to register with the Ministry of Local Government then get allocated stalls at the new market. This happened and for about a week there was calm on the streets and anybody could walk around the streets freely.
Then they began to trickle back into the streets again and ever since it has been a battle royale with the city council and policce officer that has led to the deaths of about five pople so far. I believe the hawkers are selling themselves short for as long as they remain on the streets nothing can be done for them. They need to move to the market and stay there and the customers will find their way to the market, simply put it is a problem that they keep fuelling themselves and it will never end, not until they move to the market and stay there.
About three years back, they were moved from the streets amid calls for the then minister for local government to resign and alloted spaces within the back and sidestreets of downtown Nairobi. all went well for a while but the hawkers slowly began to trickle back into town and pretty soon they were back in the cbd causing all sorts of chaos. So the government alloted them an entire market place at a place called Ngara and tehy were all asked to register with the Ministry of Local Government then get allocated stalls at the new market. This happened and for about a week there was calm on the streets and anybody could walk around the streets freely.
Then they began to trickle back into the streets again and ever since it has been a battle royale with the city council and policce officer that has led to the deaths of about five pople so far. I believe the hawkers are selling themselves short for as long as they remain on the streets nothing can be done for them. They need to move to the market and stay there and the customers will find their way to the market, simply put it is a problem that they keep fuelling themselves and it will never end, not until they move to the market and stay there.
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
Reference
For the best ever definition of an offside rule as tobe seen by the ladies i suggest you visit the following blog
Pilli's Blogs.search for it on google and read a post called offside 100.
Pilli's Blogs.search for it on google and read a post called offside 100.
Thursday, July 06, 2006
Gobsmacked and inebriation...strange befellows
You know, I play rugby for a Kenyan club called Nondescripts RFC. Its a pretty old club, with about 80years of tradition behind it and experience too. At the club we have a tradition of awarding and fining offenders and heroes of the day at the end of each match. What happens is you (hero/villain) get to stand on a bar stool in full view of the entire composition of the club and you get to down a beer (500ml of freezing cold beer) in a set amount of time as we sing you a song. All this is well and good but what happened the other day sends me into stitches of laughter...
The'Man of the Match' was being awarded his prize for the day but first the finemaster had to give a bit of a speech. In his speech (it was pretty long) he said '...I was gobsmacked by the efficiency with which we were turning over the ball to our favour...". This would be a pretty normal statement in an area of great sobriety but in the inebriated state we were in, the guy next to me stands up and says " He was Gob-Smacked?" "Who the hell is Gob?Thya have a player called Gob?Did you know they had a player called Gob?and why did he smack him on the pitch?where were the rest of us to help him?" of course this sent us into fits of laughter and such like behaviour but weeks later I decided to just ask, who the hell sanctioned the use of such a word, gobsmacked and what pray do tell does it mean?
I still wonder...
The'Man of the Match' was being awarded his prize for the day but first the finemaster had to give a bit of a speech. In his speech (it was pretty long) he said '...I was gobsmacked by the efficiency with which we were turning over the ball to our favour...". This would be a pretty normal statement in an area of great sobriety but in the inebriated state we were in, the guy next to me stands up and says " He was Gob-Smacked?" "Who the hell is Gob?Thya have a player called Gob?Did you know they had a player called Gob?and why did he smack him on the pitch?where were the rest of us to help him?" of course this sent us into fits of laughter and such like behaviour but weeks later I decided to just ask, who the hell sanctioned the use of such a word, gobsmacked and what pray do tell does it mean?
I still wonder...
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