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Friday, 16 July 2004

African Logic

Delboy comes to inspect the lawn. He calls me out of the house.
‘Madam!’
‘Yes?’
‘Would you like me to set up some system here so the grass gets watered and the lawn looks nice?’
There is a pause as I digest this, unsure I have heard correctly.
‘Well Delboy, that’s a great idea. I can’t imagine anything nicer than a beautiful lawn. However, given that there is a water shortage and we have rationing, do you really think that’s a good idea?’
Delboy grunts.
‘I think if you want to do that you should speak to Chief about it.’
Delboy shuffles off.