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Back from my second week of travels, a little the worse for wear -- my first bout of d. though no . v tg. I suppose only to be expected, so many different hotels, restaurants, roadside food even; I've been careful with the water but I have indulged in a few salads, I feel so deprived without them. (Remember Frank Barton's story about "The Man who Ate a Salad in Lagos"? Though actually I think I got this in Jos).

The Australians were bully about the computer, kept it juiced up splendidly. I've only got two more trips to make, shorter this time, so I won't have to go through the hassle of packing everything from storage again, or dumping the Toshiba on the Aussies. I'll just keep the room next week.

Next week I fly to Abuja, an overnight stay only; and the week after that , a two day stay in Ibadan, only two hours, drive away. Then it's analysis and writing and workshop time. The quick dashes to Lagos have been used to write up my notes and wash my smalls and a couple of meals with the other ILO folk here.

It's certainly been a very interesting two weeks. Even from the work point of view, most illuminating as usual, nothing ever makes sense until you see it on the ground, and then it all falls quite neatly into place.

By and large the whole programme of the directorate is a bit of a Japa Japa, highly centralised, for reasons which should be imagined. On the woman's side I can't sa they haven't tried, but clumsily. A lot of recommendations are already obvious...

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