Next door to us in a huge house which is the headquarters of a Danish aid agency. If they have to host visitors, they often use us. Today, we get a phone call, asking if we can accommodate a man coming from Harare. However, he will only be arriving in the evening. This is the first person we have had to stay in two weeks, so we overlook his late arrival time.
John and Ellie leave at about 5.45 to go to the theatre. I am a bit nervous about having to greet this visitor myself because Rolo is always very protective of me so I will have to lock him in the house when the man arrives.
By the time, John and Ellie arrive home at 9.30, no one has turned up. I have been awake and working since 5am and can hardly keep my eyes open. Finally, we get a phone call. Can we give directions to the house? We give the directions and are assured he will be there after he has got something to eat. Half an hour later, he still hasn't arrived and is not answering his phone. I go to bed. John waits up. No one comes.
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