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Pimms and Proms

This week has been a fairly normal one, a very British one and, not a hugely busy one, and so a fairly short and perfunctory blog entry.

The weather has finally seemed to be picking up, and it has at last, started to brighten up in the afternoons. Ghana has a fairly tropical climate with a rainy season lasting from April to September, and the lowest temperatures being felt in August time. So having had a couple of afternoons with blue skies, few clouds and hot sun has actually made a pleasant change from the gray clouds, and while not cold, the definitely cooler temperatures hovering around the mid 70sF. I am actually starting to look forward to some sunny afternoons by the pool in the next few weeks.

The weather was certainly on target for the school picnic this weekend. It was sunny, it was warm, it was a great day to be outside and there was a delicious breeze blowing that cooked things down to a very bearable temperature. I’m not sur eth picnic food was quite the way to go, and seemed to be typically Ghanaian chicken and stuff, but mainly chicken.

Parties have also seemed a theme for the weekend. A birthday party on Friday night, and my own Pimms and Proms party on Saturday; having decided to introduce the concept of the Last Night of the Proms it seemed only fitting to also go full on Brit Expat and have Pimms to drink. The bunting was FedExed in, the cups and napkins had a Union Flag printed on them and al was well. I’m not sure which was more amusing-seeing a room full of people waving flags, singing Rule Britannia, Pomp and Circumstance, and Jerusalem or having hit upon the idea of removing the water bottle from the water cooler in the kitchen and filling it with Pimms. The Pimms will probably be running through the water cooler for quite some time, and could certainly still be tasted after the new bottle of water had been added this morning.

The weekend and the Brit Abroad theme ended with a Sunday Roast and a bit of sport, Wales lost, Button was second but my lunch was amazing, and I took the opportunity of being the only girl in a room of 35 men to indulge in a man sized portion of chocolate brownie and ice cream for desert. After all, if you can’t beat em…