In Summary
  • Hands up if you are one of those people that don’t throw away containers that can be used to store sugar, salt, tea leaves and what-have-you.
  • It is with great difficulty that I bring myself to throw away containers once the contents are finished.

I once turned up at my grandmother’s doorstep unannounced, only to come face-to-face with a locked door.

She’s normally home most of the time apart from Sundays, when she goes to church, so I had been pretty sure that I would find her since it was on a Friday.

Just in case you’re wondering how heedless I am, visiting my upcountry before alerting the person I intend to visit, my ushago, unlike that of my friends from Western, is less than 45 minutes from where I live, so I can decide to visit my parents or grandmother at 7pm on a weekday and be back home in time for the 9pm news. But I digress.

A bit disappointed, I decided to call her to find out where she was. She was nearby, she told me, and the key was under the potted plant next to the door, so I could go ahead and make myself at home.


I need to say here that I chuckled, amused that my grandmother still hid keys to her house in such an obvious place.

But maybe she’s not the only one who still does it. Anyway, I opened the door and got in. I like tea, no, I love tea, and since there was some little milk in a sufuria, I decided to make myself a cup as I waited for her to return.

Last time I was there, I had noted that she stored her tea leaves in an empty container of cocoa, so I reached for it, unscrewed the lid and liberally poured the contents into the mixture of water and milk, since I like my tea “conc”.

Only to realise that what I thought was tea leaves was actually salt. And just like that, the tea I had looked forward to was gone down the drain.

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