Gemma and William had to work today so after they had gone I swanned around their apartment pretending I lived here (I could easily) then tried to work off the chocolate souffle with half an hour on the treadmill. Having forgotten how to occupy myself whilst the maid clears up around me I took myself off to the pool for a swim and some sunbathing. William came home unexpectedly for lunch and summoned me back to the flat by throwing a water bomb from his balcony over the palm trees into the pool beside me. All those outfielder skills still coming in useful!

This afternoon I went for a walk around Kololo hill where William and Gemma live and saw some fabulous houses and apartments. Why do embassies have to be so huge and opulent? Obviously security is a big problem as you can see from the huge gates and rolls of wire. Every plot has its own security guard, usually armed, who patrols day and night. Having said that I felt very safe wandering around.

One of the main modes of transport is the boda boda, basically a man on a motorbike. Several stopped me on my walk and offered me a ride but, being unable to distinguish between a boda boda and simply a man on a motor bike, I thought it prudent to decline, anyway I was out for a walk! At the top of the hill  the view over Kampala was spectacular and I could even see Lake Victoria in the distance.