Today is my 33rd birthday - a very unique birthday experience it has to be said. The breakfast room had been decorated with streamers and balloons and I was given a bottle of fizz and big birthday cake - I feel a bit old for the candle-blowing bit but it was all very thoughtful.
I'm getting to the point now where I've forgotten what I've previously written so apologies if I start repeating myself.........it must be the Alzheimers. Over the past week we have found a spitting cobra on site, which was swiftly beheaded with a machete by Danny - very 'Indiana Jones'........on Sunday night we went on a bush camp - and cooked pap, boiled cabbage and barbecued corn cobs and sweet potatos (pulled fresh out of the ground earlier that day.) After it fell dark we played 'Stalk the Lantern' - where someone stands in the middle of the bush shinging a torch and everyone has to try to reach the torch-holder without being spotted. We all split up and I have to say it was pretty eery to start with, being in the pitch-black and feeling around for creepy crawlies but after borrowing a balaclava I crawled on my belly (very SAS-style) and entered in to the spirit of things. I dread to think what critters I crawled over (or crushed) but I kept telling myself that they must be more frightened of me than I was of them....!!
Three more volunteers have now joined the group so there are now 11 of us excluding the leaders. The entire group is made up of girls so naturally there has been a fair bit of straighteners lending, cackling and chocolate-scoffing going on. The dorm has now grown to 7 of us - which looks like a bombsite most of the time. Sometimes it looks like a branch of Boots has exploded in the room!
Finally I was given the job of naming a new baby vervet, which was due to join the baby enclosure. I settled on Betty (Ugly Betty) as I knew there would be a fair bit of fitting in involved when the others accepted her. No sooner had she been transferred that she escaped....that was last night and she still hasn't re-appeared. We are hoping she has been adopted by a wild troop and not been eaten by one that rejected her.
Please come home Betty!