Pictures and dresses
The picture is hanging at an evermore precarious angle and this time it is seemingly even being propped up by a broom. I am trying to resist a childish idea that it is somehow a barometer of our life situation. Forgive the quality of the picture, Keita refuses to let me get near the picture to try and straighten it and gets very cross with me if I try. (see comments on June 29 blog).
So, well, here we are and if all goes well Keita will have his first treatment with his new drug early Monday morning. I am on antibiotic injections because of a banal infection so will probably be back to my normal self in a few days inshallah.
I am still in feud with the library and to that I have added the MaliMali Studio yesterday with Maman as the biggest culprit: it is he who cuts out the garments. We have to send a shipment by Fedex to an American lady and it should have been sent in the past week. But when the garments arrived in Bamako from the Djenné studio I noticed that our classic Robe Empire had been cut with a seam in the front! This might seem like a bagatelle to most people, but it would be impossible in my opinion to send the dress in that condition. Now I became my usual charming self and barked down the telephone to Maman and Dembele that they would redo the dress ''I don't care how you do it'. I don't care if you work all night!'. It means of course first dyeing the fabric, then painting it, then washing off the mud at the river, then cutting it out- without front seam!- and finally giving it to Alpha to sew, and all by tonight when it has to be given to the Djenné bus which leaves for Bamako Monday morning...
Meanwhile we are both resting in Eva's lovely place all day today, feeling very grateful for this island of peace and comfort.
posted by toubab at 11:15 AM
6 Comments:
I think you're back to your old self already - if you ever left it - and I thought just that about the wonky picture (hilarious) before I read what you had to say. Ah, such a mixed tapestry, but an exceptionally rich one!
Well, thank heavens there always tends to be something to laugh about!
And when Keita heard me shouting at the Mali Mali staff on the telephone he was a1so of the opinion that I was on the mend again...Oh dear wha1t a terrible reputation to be saddled with...
Meanwhile it did work: the new dress is ready and leaving on the Bamako bound bus tomorrow morning!
Liebe Sophie, heute soll der letzte heiße Sommertag sein,ich trage Dein Kleid und bin in tiefer Mali-Nostalgie. Lese immer Deinen Blog und erfreue mich an Deinen wunderbaren Geschichten, Deinem Esprit, Deinem Stil, Deiner Dynamik... und manchmal kommen mir die Tränen. Es tut mir leid, dass ich nie einen Kommentar schreibe, aber ich will Dir sagen, dass wir sehr oft an Dich denken. Wir wünschen Keita und Dir alles Liebe und Beste für die Behandlung, wir sind mit dem Herzen bei Euch
Elisabeth und Hinnerk
Liebe Elisabeth, es freut mich sehr von dir zu horen! Vielen Dank fur deine (sehr ubertreibene) Komplimente! Keita ist hier mit mir und wir hoffen Beide dass wir Ihr beide noch einmahl in Ma1i wiedersehen werden!
Liebe Grusse und an Hinnerk auch von uns beide
You are a great lady and i love and like your blog, keep it up!! Ravish
The next time I read a blog, I hope that it does not disappoint me just as much as this particular one. After all, Yes, it was my choice to read through, nonetheless I actually believed you would probably have something useful to talk about. All I hear is a bunch of complaining about something you can fix if you weren’t too busy looking for attention.
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