ABSTRACT
From the moment that we crossed the shoulder of Ruwenzori and began our descent into Uganda in 1958, we were conscious of being in a new and different world from that of French and Belgian Africa and one that had changed much since our last visit in 1949–50. Right from the frontier the road was of tarmac, and soon we began to overtake a familiar procession of local people moving their cotton and their surplus bananas down from their little farms to the market town at Katwe. Mostly, they were still doing so by bicycle, but now there were also some small saloon cars with African families inside, likewise on their way to market. But what struck us most vividly, as we gazed out over the splendid landscape encompassing the shores of Lake Edward and the farmlands of southern Toro, was the glitter of corrugated metal roofs on scattered country dwellings, now often rectangular in shape, which eight years previously would almost all have been round with roofs of thatch. Nothing so well depicted the economic progress achieved during the last decade of colonialism in this most fortunate of colonial territories.
