Clean up day for the second time this month. We had bought the paint for Nemasu yesterday and so Kebba had organised a taxi for early this morning to take him and the painters down to the school before traffic was banned at nine a.m. We were up early with the sun rise, the weather has finally started to warm up after weeks of cold wind. Steve and I spent part of the morning clearing the rubbish which had accumulated in the road opposite our house, pity most people don't do the same. Plastic bags are still the main problem here, blowing around and catching in trees and bushes, paper and cans too. We had a large bonfire, burning garden waste and then raking the ashes into the road potholes copying our neighbours. All businesses have to close until 1pm, at which time we went to Neil's bar for dinner. Kebba has promised to take Martin to the wrestling this evening and so we returned home in time for Martin to get changed and set off with Kebba and his friend in a taxi to Serrekunda.
Wrestling is the national sport here, Steve and I have seen the matches arranged for the tourists at Sanyang, and twice at a school we were visiting, but the wrestling in Serrekunda gets rowdy and rough and Kebba has always refused to take us. Kebba, Gibba and Martin left around six, we stayed at home and watched a film, Martin returned before midnight having spent an interesting time with the boys. Apparently the riot police are on hand for when the rival supporters get carried away! When the favourite very large wrestler got beaten by a small wiry chap the crowd went mad and Kebba grabbed Martin and told him it was time to leave! Now! and brought him home.