Conversations with Mama Mkate Nusu
Electricity, Idi Amin & Mum’s Honeymoon

I walked in to the house around 3 pm, Mum looked exhausted. I asked her why she was sitting in silence, she looked tired. “Koreki chiew?”  I asked her, she looked a bit sleepy. “A-a, stima emolal,” she responded, another blackout. Curse you Kenya power! I called and was informed that it would be resolved