On my jog I noticed the stunning pink and white star flowers on a succulent looking plant, which I’m sure are the summer impala lily, (Adenium swazicum), also known as the Swazi lyli. The sap and tuber is reported to have tremendous medicinal properties, if toxic in its raw state. I did find out that taking photos in your shorts is a bad idea and I now sport a gazillion mozzie bites!

My favourite thing in the world, other than kids kicking my seat on flights, is waiting for a Minister to arrive who is already late. I know they have far more important things to do, but it drives me wild

Jog around the Juba 3 loop. The single cloud mass, surrounded by blue skies and a full moon, trembling with furry. Indignant at the rainbow that arched through its darkness??

Early, the birds trying to get interested in the day, while the moon hides behind a bank of clouds.

‘Frenchman’, the challenge of a portrait of someone I actually know! A tad intimidating. The plan, to take from his personality, and keep it loose and unstructured. A bit like a linen jacket.

Passed a bedadge loaded with vegetables and women sitting ontop of them creating a pyramid of unbalanced disaster looking for a corner to topple over. The veggies must be coming from one of the Nile River island farms through Juba Port, which I haven’t managed to find, as the road to Uganda is still blocked.

A cobra, not the most welcome office colleague.