Simon did the Innovation Challenge dinner, as Nick has left Juba on rotation. He was doing Thai green fish curry, but couldn’t find fish, or green curry, or Thai anything. So did a spiced mince dish that had the potential to blow your head off. He took pity on me and had a bunch of hot stuff available for those who wanted extra fire.

Back from my jog, my throat still a bit crunchy. Went past the new PoC (Protection of Civilians) area for the IDP’s (Internally Displaced People), which makes me feel a tad ill. Earth scraped bare, surrounded by coils of razor wire, with no running water and pit toilets that don’t look like they would handle a Sunday run, never mind the thousands of people they will be holding.

Water is the new nightmare with boreholes running out as the dry season intensifies.

On the easel, a portrait of one of the thatching guys at the office. I used a narrow canvas and was aggressive with the cropping of the composition. I kept the colours fresh and light to reflect the enjoyment they being to our days as they create their magic.

Long discussions, over a fair amount of wine, looking at options to make the most of this period of time for our staff. We have decided to get everyone, wherever they are in the world, to do a First Aid and Trauma course and go through an orientation program on the Internet with self study and an evaluation, they will need to pass, before they return to Juba Town.