Paul took the children off to school wrapped up in there cagoules, Abigail in her new uniform and Bradley in his wellies as it was raining quite heavy. Whilst I set about tidying the house Paul went to La Parisiene to finish of some work and also put a post on Abigail’s school learning platform which they had written together last night.
When we picked up the children we ate lunch then decided to visit the Batik Factory at Serrekunda. We set off and arrived at the big tree as described on the map we continued on and suddenly found ourselves in the middle of the market. We pulled up at a sign saying diversion right, which was the road we had just passed. On starting to reverse we suddenly had two traffic police officers at our windows one of which was very aggressive saying we had committed an offence by not diverting off to the right and mentioning police station to us. Paul trying to keep cool explained he had missed the sign as the people in the road were obscuring it, by this time one of the police men had left but the aggressive one was asking us to reverse and pull over he was obviously wanting us to bribe him, however a man from the street started talking to him which fortunately resulted in us being sent on our way.
We continued down the pot holed diverted road and pulled over as we decided to find the factory on foot. A young lad immediately asked us where we were going and on telling him he took us back through the market towards the big tree to the first of two Batik Factory’s. They were very good but didn’t quite have what we were looking for, so we headed back through the market thanking the young lad and went home.
We continued down the pot holed diverted road and pulled over as we decided to find the factory on foot. A young lad immediately asked us where we were going and on telling him he took us back through the market towards the big tree to the first of two Batik Factory’s. They were very good but didn’t quite have what we were looking for, so we headed back through the market thanking the young lad and went home.
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