This recent encounter with a witch doctor came a year or so back. My father's house had been robbed and we came to the conclusion this has something to do with our ex gardener who was a Maroi - or bad witch doctor.
We called in the relation of a friend's domestic worker who was a powerful nyanga.
He arrived in the evening - I had no idea how memorable an evening it would be.
He changed into his 'working clothes' - skins and feathers and we all sat down on the drawing room floor while he threw the bones.
After deliberation he asked us to light a fire in the fireplace and to bring a heat proof dish. We provided an earthenware baking dish.
He proceeded to place an assortment of herbs and other material in the dish and then took a stick and lighted it from the fire in the fireplace. With the flame he lit the herbs which began to smolder and let off a sweet fragrant smell. We the accompanied him as he carried this through the house entering each room in turn - including the bathrooms! he was chanting and almost in a trance.
We then went outside the house and walked around it completely and then entered the cottage which had been robbed - again we entered the rooms and the chanting continued.
He now knelt down on the lawn outside the front of the cottage and buried the remaining 'herb' mixture in the earth.
I must say we did not have any trouble for some time after this.