We had a servant, John and Marlene and I had a joint servant who I believe was called Ahmed, and there's a lovely picture somewhere of Ahmed carrying our breakfast on a tray across the fields to our little hut. Once, going through the village, I noticed that all the women were doing something with rice. What they were doing, they were puffing rice, roasting rice and puffing it, and then it would be stored. I said, 'This is wonderful, Rice Krispies for breakfast'. 'Ah, yes'. But when I asked them, the cooks that were working with us, to do that, they said, 'That's women's work, we won't touch that'. We couldn't get that.
The other thing that I wondered about is that, when we had our lunch, we often had fish, but the fish were always this size, you know, like slightly larger sardines, and yet this river was full of enormous fish. So I said, 'Well, why are the fish always so small'. There was a sort of slightly embarrassed silence, and it turned out to be a money problem. They couldn't afford to feed us larger fish.