I'm lying on the sofa listening to the insects outside the window scratching their wings and humming a tune.
If I wasn't yawning like a hippo I'd be updating this post with news on life in Uganda, about how horrified we were watching the coverage of an army of looters and rioters rampaging their way through London, that the attacks in Norway gnawed at our hearts and how this very second the rebels are moving into central Tripoli and what this means to the people of Libya.
But you know what, sometimes it's the little things that make the biggest difference. I was pushing Leo in his buggy today and passed an old man hoeing his garden of weeds when he doffed his cap and smiled, 'good morning to you and your baby'.
I've been smiling since....has someone made you smile today by doing something so innocent, yet so powerful?
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