Thank you DJC. I should write a book about my Mother's experiences abroad, I might even start it once we've moved. My parents were the first ones of their friends and family to go abroad and live overseas. My grandparents had never even left the county that they were born in. My Brother and I had so much fun with them. Mum keep all our letters to them and copies she wrote to us when we were away at school, up country and back in England. Plus her letters to her sisters which told how really scared she was of everything in Kenya. But she was rather brave in other things, she didn't drive so she would catch the local bus into town, frequently having to step over the holes in the floor of the bus in the aisles and by the seats, and she would either share her seat with someone's goats or chicken or the owners and by the time they got into town she would be firm friends with everyone. Happy days.