I was on a hunt for some prizes for the inter-school HIV/AIDS quizzes I've been tasked to run, and so was contacting various NGO's to see what we might be able to get for free when I came across Kofi, from the SHARPER project (don't ask me what it stands for sorry some acronyms here are just far too long to remember!) who invited me to come and meet his team and see what they do. Most of the work I've done here and in Malawi on HIV/AIDS has been on the periphery...

This weekend we had yet another leaving party, this time in Tamale so we had the chance to go and explore somewhere new for a change. We took a four hour tro journey, squished in with the other 30+ passengers on this 15-seater rickety minibus, and were kept company by a lovely lady offering us some of her deep fried cheese snack (wow!), and two gorgeous chubby little babies that were equally curious and scared of us white creatures. Tamale is positively coo...

Sometime ago when I heard some teachers talking about spam, I thought they were discussing their lunch packets, and was vaguely curious as to how Mrs spam had made it all the way to Ghana. I figured it must have arrived with Mr corned beef (which strangely enough you can buy for 6 cedis (£2), almost half my daily salary so it must be a delicacy). However, I have since discovered the meaning of SPAM - and been fully immersed into a world of them - School Pe...

The Christians of Ghana follow many different strands of faith, so many that it's sometimes hard to keep up with all the different types (I am always getting my singing and dancing Anglicans mixed up with my speaking in tongues Adventists). So far I've been to a few interesting Catholic church services (purely accidentally after getting to know the girls singing and drama group that practice outside the church in the late afternoons when I was on my way home f...

(Written Sunday 1st July) It has been a while! I have to admit, I have been kind of sucked into life here, and the last six weeks have passed in an absolute blur of noisy children in schools, colourful parents at advocacy meetings, speeches, African dancing and prayers at community events, and the squeeling and goo-goo-ing of bundles of babies at numerous baby shows (posts to follow to explain what on earth I am going on about!). It's as though a soon as I ...