I requested to eddie that we go and visited Siyandas mum, she also happens to own the cutest looking house in the village. She had something cooking in a cauldren over a fire outside her round hut. We had just caught her about to embark on another chore. Probably one of the worst in my opinion but one i was quite excited about seeing being done as id heard about it on my last visit to candu and the concept of which has and will never leave my mind. It was time to apply another coat of cow poo to the floor. I could see she had already per-selected her cow dung, it was laying on the floor next to a bucket of water. She had prepared the room by moving the two beds into the centre of the round hut and prepared herself by taking off her skirt and leaving just her underskirt on. On the floor on all fours she broke off some of the co dung, poured water on it, began kneeding it and before you know it's liquid poo. It's smeared into the floor then scooped away with the side of her hand leaving a thin wet layer behind and in a lovely rainbow shaped pattern.

*The above is an extract from my book 'Egg boxes are for insulation', a photographic book giving insight into how our brother and sisters live in South Africa and will be available for sale summer 2011*