One thing has always impressed me in Kampala and that is the amount of care which is given to all forms of clothing.
Just a plain dinner invitation for Grace, our neighbour and her friend
My friends tend to iron their t-shirts each time after a washing. And of course also their pants etc. and shoes tend to be cleaned and polished to almost military standards.
I must admit I have not ironed any of my t-shirts for the last 40 years. And my shoes have probably not seen as much shoe polish in their lifetime as those of my friends are afforded in a month.
One has to mention, though, that around Kampala the air tends to be filled with a light red dust of the fertile soil in and around the city. And after only a few hours moving around, one has acquired a certain layer of red dust everywhere.
Once the good burgers of Kampala prepare for going out, visiting friends or go to a party, in particular the women have a talent and flair to adorn themselves with the most colourful and masterly tailored garments, which would not be out of place at the opening Gala at the Metropolitan Opera or a reception in Buckingham Palace.
These are some pictures taken during my 60th birthday celebration
My dear brother being the darling of the local beauties
It is really wonderful to see the colours and heavy fabrics used in those garments And that obviously also includes a fitting head decoration which is certainly far more than just a hat.
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