I am going to order a container full of staples from China for the Post
Office and the Bulawayo Municipality to use on the statements that they
send out every month !!
Oh yes, have you tried to open an account from The Posts and
Telecommunications in Zimbabwe, or from the beleaguered Municipalities
country wide ?
Well, trust me you need a) stamina b) strong fingernails or a staple
remover and c) a wastepaper basket without holes.
Opening one's mail in Zimbabwe these days is an different experience !!
It all happened when some bright spark decided that envelopes were just
too darn expensive and that our accounts were going to be posted to us
neatly folded ...... and stapled....
But no one told the distribution clerks that one staple is quite
sufficient when used carefully in a strategic spot !! Either that or
the distribution clerks have a perverted sense of humour, or perhaps
they are always in a bad move the day they send out the accounts.
I received my City of Bulawayo statement last months with no less than
five staples in in where one would have done the trick perfectly.
Envelopes are biodegradable mark you and metal staples are not.
Imagine just how much metal is filling our landfills now, pretty soon
the whole country will be so full of metal emanating from the discarded
staples that we will become a higher lightening risk area than we
already are !
I promise to let you all know when I have made my first millions on my
staple diet !!
And talking about the cost of envelopes which is prohibitive, let me
tell you that I purchased a single sheet of Christmas wrapping paper
and it cost me $7900.00 (I will repeat that ... yes .. seven thousand
nine hundred Zimbabwe dollars ) !! For a single sheet of wrapping paper
?
It's going to be a costly Christmas this year.....
The cost of sending a Christmas card to Europe is forty eight thousand
Zimbabwe dollars !! A Christmas Card to the USA or Asia is sixty four
thousand Zimbabwe dollars and that's early posting, if you wake up to
sending your cards late, the cost will be a whole lot more.
Now check this out... we Zimbabweans have always had a penchant for
Christmas Mince Pies, one has to eat one Christmas Mince Pie for each
happy month in the year ahead. Now to make one Christmas Mince pie this
year will cost about thirty thousand dollars if you cost in the
ingredients and the electricity !
But on a good note I saw them putting up the Christmas lights outside
the park yesterday and trust me a visit to town to buy last minute
gifts should be a giggle !!
TONY DI PRINZIO OF LA GONDOLA RESTAURANT IN BULAWAYO BELOVED HUSBAND OF
TISH
"Tony di Prinzio - greatest sympathy to Tish and families. A
considerate, caring, humorous friend, gone at last to rest. He'll be
greatly missed by the Bulawayo Community - known for his great
hospitality at la Gondola Restaurant.
M.H.D.S.R.I.P. Till we meet again.
Ciao dear friend - Carol Warren"
"Never think that God's delays are God's denials. Hold on, hold fast,
hold out. Patience is genius
Please pray and protest - for this family of Roy Bennet
Lunar Rainbow Promise
When through the cell bars the moonbeam fingers come,
To dance in shaded yellow blue white transparency
On the darkness of the dirty walls
And the moaning of men has given way to restless mutterings -
This silent time, alone, a merciful escape from the heated toil of the
day,
Brief respite from shackled injustice.
An uneasy quiet settles, where the mosquito's hum
Becomes a symbol of self-determination droning on defiantly,
Far beyond the command of men.
In that moment, I will come and be with you
Sit beside you on the sparse floor
To share your space,
Cramped though it is,
To gently embrace your weariness
Remind you -
My kingdom is greater than this earthly span.
Another day is spent - one solid step towards liberty.
Hold to the dream,
Be strong in the truth,
For my hand is raised to protect you through voices raised in protest.
A trial by fire for a perfect vessel
To bear testimony for those who cannot speak
Long since forgotten in the place where you are.
You are my witness for them.
The moon is my messenger, my ethereal angel.
Reaching in beyond the confines,
To heal your heart and mind.
Her gentle light is your lunar rainbow promise,
Alone in this time, you are not.
Freedom is the right of the just.
None can shackle your spirit, when you rest in me.
