Skip to main content

How the Kenya we knew and loved lives in our memories



How the Kenya we knew and loved 
 lives in our memories

IT DOES not come as a surprise that all around the world there are lots of Facebook pages celebrating our past lives in Kenya, especially the people but more importantly the places and the events that fashioned our lives. What feeds our memories in large doses are the unforgettable places we visited as children and as adults. These memories warm our hearts and soothe the yearning for those old times. When we see a long-lost photo, of ourselves with our cherished friends, of a place or event that speaks louder than words in our hearts and minds it feeds the longing for a long lost past.Appreciate it if you would share your thoughts!


George Adamson with Christian




The First Pupils of the Alliance Girls High School in 1948. 


The mighty baobab and its mighty fruit









Chania Falls


Hot roasted corn


Diani Lodge Mombasa


Have not seen one of these elephant hair writlets for a while!



Fort Jesus Mombasa









Time for that quiet pensive thought, hakuna matata!


One of the many shanty towns





No words needed



Once a familiar site mid afternoon



Limuru Native market


Lunch!



Magical



Somewhere in a game park in Kenya


The romantic Kenya coast!



If it works, well .... why not?


Somewhere in Mombasa, Nyali Beach (?)




Earliest of pioneers



Mis those red guava





Green Mangoes with red chilli powder



One of those mighty sandstorms that come on suddenly












Watamu, my own personal dreamland


Don't know this beauty by name




























Comments

Mwarabu said…
Thank you very much. each photo touches a longing for the long lost past.

Popular posts from this blog

MORE photos of cricketers in Kenya added

More cricket photos added! Asians v Europeans, v Tanganyika, v Uganda, v East Africa, Rhodesia, etc some names missing! Photo Gallery of Kenya Cricket 23 photos: CM Gracias, Blaise d'Cunha Johnny Lobo! Ramanbhai Patel, Mehboob Ali, Basharat Hassan and hundreds others.  

Pinto: Blood on Western and Kenyan hands

  BOOK REVIEW   Pinto: Blood on Western and Kenyan hands   Review by Cyprian Fernandes     Pio Gama Pinto, Kenya’s Unsung Martyr 1927-1965 Edited by Shiraz Durrani [Vita Books, Kenya, 2018, 392 pp.   Pbk, £30, ISBN 978-9966-1890-0-4; distributed worldwide by African Books Collective, www.africanbookscollective.com ]   Less than two years after independence from the British, on 24 February 1965, the Kenyan nationalist Pio Gama Pinto was gunned down in the driveway of his Nairobi home.   His young daughter watched helplessly in the back seat of the family car.   Pinto, a Member of Parliament at the time, was Kenya’s first political martyr.   One man was wrongly accused of his death, served several years in prison and was later released and compensated.   Since then no one has been charged with the murder.   Now the long-awaited book on Pio Gama Pinto is finally here, launched in Nairobi on 16 October 2018....

A message from Mervyn Maciel from his Hospital Bed

Morning my dear friends. Want to write to each one of you but I am exhausted! Thanks for everything. You have done much for me. Being discharged today after three long weeks. Have to live with pain for the rest of my life! Home at last, thanks to all of your prayers and kind wishes! From Mzee Mervyn Maciel to all of you. Morning Skip. Please don’t think I am or have been ignoring you – quite the opposite hard to spill it out with diminishing gufu (strength). Wish they could establish what is causing the chronic bleeding in my brain region. I want to sing again and write so much however gufu na shindwa mimi (lack strength is hampering me. Please thank everyone for their prayers and for enriching my life. I was the dunce in the family: My brothers Rev Joseph SJ and the late Wilfrid are my heroes. I owe them so much, also my darling Elsie and each of my loving children, including Conrad who suffered so much during his short life. Our faith kept us going during those painful days in Marsab...