ENGAGEMENTS Frances Bell (1955-62) June Claridge (1954-61) to Gordon Pickett (1954-62) Sheila Henderson (1954-60) Michael Woodington (1952-59) to Joan Lees (1953-58) Kenny Allen (1954-59) Janet Smalley (1954-61) to Rex Findlay (1954-61) Barbara Hoole (1954-59) John Ford (1941-48) Barbara Stanbrook(1948-55) Angela Gaches (1953-58) engaged July 1962 and to be married September 1963 to Robert Bowley. Shirley Jones (1953-60) MARRIAGES Eunice Pike in June 1963 Jasmine Palmer (1950-55) in August 1962 Robert Stevenson (1949-56) and Sheila Dixon (1949-56) in July '62 Pauline Buckland (1952-57) in September, 1962 Richard Davies (1946-52) in October 1962 Pamela Jones (1954-59) in February 1963 Maureen Cregeen (1947-52) in February 1963 Evelyn Chiltim (1944-51) in March 1963 Rodney Dyas (1952-57) in March 1963 Gillian Davies (1953-59) in May 1963 Brenda James in April 1963 Lesley Kent in U.S.A. early in 1963 BIRTHS Phyllis Hill (nee Bernard) (1946-51), a daughter, Fiona Katharine, September 1962 Eileen Manser (nee King) (1944-1951), a son, Nicholas John, September 1962. Derek (1943-48) and Pat Goddard, a son, Michael Jonathan, March 1963 Margaret Bayliss (nee Trustham) (1952-57), a daughter, Anita Elizabeth, January 1963 IN TANGANYIKA "Do oome along about 10. You'll miss the rush and we'll be able to show you round . . ." The usual routine was absent from the introduction to my first job. 52 On the 8th August, 1960, the s.s. "Kenya Castle" steamed through the narrow entrance into the bay around which the Haven of Peace is situated and dropped anchor at the Princess Margaret Quay. Fifteen, idealistic, bright-eyed products of the Oxbridge Colonial Service Administrative Courses, clutching passports and vaccination certificates, dressed in their crisply-pressed, new khaki shorts and knees browned to simulate long Colonial experience, crowded eagerly around the government official sent to welcome them. So began a short period I spent in Tanganyika as an administrative officer, working initially in the Oversea Civil Service and subsequently for the Tanganyika government on the attainment of independence on 9th December, 1961, I was posted up-oountry to the Central Province where I worked in three districts. The Central Province periodically suffers famines due to drought. In order to minimize the severity of shortages, Kongwa was selected as one of the areas for the abortive ground-nut scheme. There remained in neighbouring Dodoma, in June 1961, from that ill-planned venture, the remains of three portable huts housing three witches. Where witchcraft is proved or admitted and involving the use of human blood and sometimes ritual killing, the government banishes the offenders to a distant district. Three wizened old grandmothers from the coast found themselves banished permanently to Dodoma and accommodated in the Kongwa huts. One of my last acts, prior to my posting to the Ministry of Education in Dar-es-Salaam, was to recommend their destruction as uninhabitable, even by witches a sad ending to the idealism which inspired the massive expenditure of labour and money in the late forties. From Dar-es-Salaam, the single track railway wends a slow and very weary way to Lake Victoria. On August 14th, 1961, we settled in our First Class sleepers for the 18-hour journey to Dodoma, a distance of 320 miles. I shared a compartment with a German missionary going to design and build missions in Lake Province. He spoke no English. The train attendants spoke only Swahili. Nevertheless, with liberal doses of "Deutches Leben" and "Teach yourself Swahili", we managed to get our meals. Night fell suddenly at 6.45 p.m. Twelve house later, as dawn was breaking, we readied Dodoma. Anxious tapping on my window, "Quick! You're due to get off here", was my first experience of administrative bungling everyone knew except me. Two days later I set out by lorry for Singida, my first district, accompanied by a college friend from whom I was to take over, and a driver. The road for part of the way follows the old railway track, the lines being removed through lack of transport. From the embankment we got an excellent view of the thick thorn bush, an area which daunted many early explorers. A number of times the lorry pulled up suddenly. The driver produced a shot gun and 53