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placein Kenyain the early 1950s.] [The story takes A postcard came airmailfrom London:>earvLoawd De+a, (uw.e, w e're haû.wga wowd,erfuL herel l*ape gott havea swashLwg hoLLdag sag la,rubo, t tloroge. too. to rcwahen! Seegov,soowl -e,LLL AwwLe araA On the reverseside, Picadilly Circusin full colour,a city scene granderand infinitely more bustling thanourown modest andquitesomnolent KingStreétroundabout. Look,saidpapa,who was holding the postcard, biggest in the worlà. up the city Where'scircus,Papa?| askèàhim,ôur self-styled the experton matters Engfish. Maybetherewas a circustherea tongtime ago,-he saic, tryinj tô-sound confident and unable to hidehis uncertainty. Mother, Deepa, and.lweregathered roundPapain the shop,poring withhimovereverydetail of the glorious scene.The blacktaxis,a red double-bus carryiÀé'"auËrtirements its side,men on and womenin hats, a red mailbox,newsagent, the stôriand street a all signs.papa turneda wistfuleye to Mother, who acknowledged â smile;it was his deareit wishto visitthat centreof with the universeonce in his lifetime.lt was his Mecca,his Varanasi nis Jerusatem. visit there A conferred status, you moreover: became one of the selectgroup,tnà'lônoon-returned. He tackedthe postcard the uprightbehindthe tablè,wÉereit stayed onproudreminder only of his yearning-but of his euroieàn-,,tiienàl'. for morethan a year, not also Bill and Annie had gone withouttheir parents.To my p"r"nii, it *", a sign of European irresponsibility theycouldsendtheirchildren that on.anexpensive voyage andyet run up sizeable debtsin town.Though Motherremembered graciously Mtrs. that erucéâio h"u" a wealthy 1g;]y ;; England' howcouldshe allowherself sendtÉechiHièr;t tÀ;setves, But to unescorted, a on voyage that took h.9u1s, *lth_ stofôvers in strange-placesz suppose someone ,twenty-four kidnapped them? who'd hurta British child,Papâsnapped repri,lnSy'o in in -' nru" everypoliceman the wortdrooking.for them.That privirege comeàtromiùtingÛreù6irJ. It was midJuly,a monthand a half-since they hadgoné.six wéâls was an eternity a childin to thosedays'saturday playtime our s,hopping at ientre Lecamesubduàd,and lackingin adventure. I recallDeepa,Njoroge, ând myselfsittiËj oi n" ô"rent floor of the veranda ouilide our shop, playinga gameof imagining turnsali the exciting by thingsour ùo trienosmust be up to in London: riding double-buses laxis,visiting those. anà all casilesand palaces and bridges had we readabout,shopping wonderful atstoresspillingoverwith comicbooiis,toffees and chocolates. lf you ran out of something say in thisgame,youwere,,out". to That postcard clinchêd thscase roi ry mother:her children neededto visit placesduring too theirvacation' so it was resolved our homethatall or us ùoutogo And in to Nairobi2 Mombasa and for theAugust holidays. The trainfromKisumuhad comein late and so we left at a litile beforedawn fromNakuru, which was as well becausewe couldsee more, the Kisumupassengers were iratefor -though having.to wake up from their rocking slumbers. reachedNaivashaas dàwn was breaking We beyond mountains. the Howcan I describe feelingof looking the sliding that out windowabovethe litilewashbasin, as the smallsecond-class cabinjostlédand builpeo aiongthJraits,anolàÈing deepbreaths that in of cool'cleanair.and, mi !!mply,with widehungryèyes aosorbing one'sworld,P.fvsica.llv, tne firsttime,iÀ à mânneiI had riever*otlàl n wasto becomeawareof ror Jon*'o"toru,whoseuniverse had encompassed' our.housing estateand my school, shop the rriends, tree-lined the street outside that brought peoplein and out of oirr neighbourhood. scânéoutside ""Jrv rnai the trainwindowI can conjureup at anytime of the day or...