Day of inquisition

Even though we have been in Malawi for over six years now with more than five in Mzuzu, we haven't made much of a fuss and got on quietly with our work helping remote rural villagers.
On our arrival this time I had to go to the Emigration Dept to explain the type of residency we have (which is none); then directed to attend at the Ministry for Information, following on from large contingents of Revenue people and statistics. All this hassle has emanated from a very small source of libellous and slanderous rumours. The advice we got from Government Information was "show us what you are doing". So all day today we have every possible journalist from radio, television and print media following us through the pump factory, our newest preschool, village pumps, the farm, the health post and finally to St John Of God school where we now have to hold our adult education classes for the women of Salisbury Line.
Even though I take pictures I don't want to be in them, so all this fuss today was a bit much to say the least.
I have cropped myself out of this pic of a simultaneous radio and TV interview with MBC (Malawi Broadcasting Corporation).
It was a tough day for all of us, DIT students included. It was a once off, not to be repeated, and is over.
Maybe we will be allowed to stay in Malawi now; in peace.