For all our troubles this is a great place to live and raise children. I was attending a birthday party for my grandson who has just turned 8, he had invited 29 little boys of his own age (no girls) and they had a “Pirate Party” organized by my daughter. Those boys had a great evening and some stayed over to sleep in tents on the lawn.
One of the parents, sitting on the stoep coined the phrase “marvelous Zimbabwe” as it was a beautiful evening, blue skies, about 25 c and no humidity. Nearby the national cricket team was busy beating Bangladesh in a 5 days test at the Harare Sports Club – a great Dutch style complex of green grass and bars in the center of town, next to the magnificent Royal Harare Golf Course. I recalled meeting a businessman in London who said to me (we had just won the ICC Trophy) “there is nothing wrong with a country that can play first class cricket!” In a way he had a point. Continue reading »


