People are strange.

People are strange. Maybe people say that about me. However, I really believe that people from Africa are very much less strange than those from other places in the world. We used to be friends with people from a particular section of England. We met another couple from the same area. I thought the first couple were different. I definitely think the second couple are different. According to statistics one hundred percent of people from that part of the world are different. Different from what? Well, from us. I suppose some would rather say eccentric. Great people but I suppose when people are different from us we consider them strange.

What do I mean by strange. Well it's hard to quantify without being labelled as extreme or unpolitcally correct or maybe just downright rude. Just believe me when I say Poms are a strange breed. I'm glad we're here and they are there and we just see each other occasionally. It's all relative I suppose. People from England probably look at us here in Africa and think, what strange people they are. They eat raw meat and drink too much!

No, it's not my un-amiable personality coming through. We have friends in Australia who came and stayed with us for quite a long period this year and they had their daughter and future (maybe) son-in-law with. Were they strange? No way. But then again, except for the children (a term which is hard to use because they are in fact adults) they were born in Africa. They eat decently. They don't have this aversion for anything that is not bland, unexciting food.

Paul and Debbie and two of their other adults, or do I mean children, are visiting again next year and I'm looking forward to it. We can have a conversation without having to translate English to English, and indeed we can have a conversation where more than one party actually does the talking.

Ah well, I suppose it takes all sorts to make up a pack of liquorice all sorts. People probably talk about me and say, if they're being very polite and untruthful, what a strange character. Out of earshot they would probably say a lot worse things about me.

Pass the liquorice all sorts please.