Tuesday, 23 December 2008
Tuesday, 16 December 2008
Weathering the Storm
It’s Sunday morning and in the past here I’ve either gone to church or relaxed somewhere doing nothing in particular. This morning I’m pushed for time between welcoming a new group of guests, and emailing a list of future visitors to find out what time they’ll be getting here over the next 3 weeks or so. The Christmas rush has begun.
It’s been a mixed week here with some discouragements and a bit of loneliness but my brother is due to arrive tonight and I’m looking forward to focusing on him for the next 2 weeks, being his personal tour guide will be an excuse for plenty of fun trips out.
On Monday Rachel arrived and she’s really been what’s kept me going this week. She’s a zoologist and nearly as crazy about birds as Aaron and Albert are, except her real passion is bats. I never thought I would say this but last night I helped put up a bat net. Then I joined Rachel sitting on a little stool to wait and see if we caught a bat which we could look at, take photos of and release. Apparently it’s a regular hobby for some people. Apart from the bat thing though she’s quite normal :) and it’s actually been OK to share my room again and a relief to have someone to talk to. She’s extremely practical and also very good with people and languages; she’s genuinely trying to learn Swahili, rather than picking up the odd useful phrase like Aaron and I. It’s obvious that Colin realised she would be a real asset to Mwamba and encouraged her to come. She was only meant to stay for a couple of weeks but so far the data she was meant to enter still hasn’t been delivered. It looks like she will stay right over Christmas and she’s found plenty of other ways to make herself useful from mending bird ringing nets to escorting our new group of guests around the snake farm later.
Plans are always changing here, almost by the minute sometimes. Suzanne, Aaron’s fiancée has decided she wants to stay on as a volunteer when his parents go home next weekend. It makes sense as she’s only just out of college and has no job to go back to in Canada at the moment, and Aaron is here until February. Also we lost Jo so we were a volunteer down. From a purely selfish point of view however I’m feeling slightly dubious about January – my brother will have left and Rachel will probably set off on her travels again in the New Year, Bernard is also finishing on 28th December. So the volunteer team will consist of me and a young engaged couple counting down the weeks until their wedding, I may run out of ways to make myself scarce before the end of the month, if you have any ideas please send them ;)
This week seems to have been dominated by children. I was meant to do administrative tasks such as completing the end of year newsletter but on Wednesday I spent the whole afternoon teaching an 8 year old how to play Monopoly. I wondered about the ethics of it afterwards, she picked it up very quickly and then became rather obsessed with those pink ‘500’ notes. Her family left on Thursday but not before she’d taught another little girl, Lispa’s cousin how to play. Apparently the game is not known in Kenya – what an opportunity! Lispa’s cousin, Keziah and her little niece Nalius are staying throughout Christmas and are a lot of fun. Apart from learning Monopoly Keziah also wants to learn how to swim and became a keen amateur photographer last night when she got hold of my camera. Yesterday Bernard, (who is their new best friend) Rachel and I took them to the beach. It was a beautiful afternoon and so easy to get great photos. Keziah has just come and interrupted me now because she wants to know if there are waves on the beach today.
All day yesterday we were waiting for our new guests to arrive. Unfortunately for them they had taken the train from Nairobi which is notorious for breaking down. After a late night phone call we thought they would be staying the night in Mombasa and went to bed unconcerned. At 3am Aaron was woken up by banging and car hooting. They’d arrived in the middle of the night and of course did not know which rooms they were staying in or even where the rooms were. Aaron, bless him got up and showed them where to go, all 10 of them which was interesting as there were only meant to be 7. This morning we had a few issues regarding not enough cereal and where to sleep the extra guests but I think we’ve weathered the storm.
It’s time for me to entertain the children again so I’ll sign off for now…
Just in case anyone was pondering visiting but is still not sure this was the beach on Saturday afternoon...
For Those Who Pray
Pray that my brother arrives safely and we have a good time together.
Pray we can manage the guests coming to and fro and make some money for Mwamba and Arocha over the holiday season and maintain good relations all round.
Pray that I can get my head around January and it won’t be as difficult as I’m anticipating.
Thank you!
rx
It’s been a mixed week here with some discouragements and a bit of loneliness but my brother is due to arrive tonight and I’m looking forward to focusing on him for the next 2 weeks, being his personal tour guide will be an excuse for plenty of fun trips out.
On Monday Rachel arrived and she’s really been what’s kept me going this week. She’s a zoologist and nearly as crazy about birds as Aaron and Albert are, except her real passion is bats. I never thought I would say this but last night I helped put up a bat net. Then I joined Rachel sitting on a little stool to wait and see if we caught a bat which we could look at, take photos of and release. Apparently it’s a regular hobby for some people. Apart from the bat thing though she’s quite normal :) and it’s actually been OK to share my room again and a relief to have someone to talk to. She’s extremely practical and also very good with people and languages; she’s genuinely trying to learn Swahili, rather than picking up the odd useful phrase like Aaron and I. It’s obvious that Colin realised she would be a real asset to Mwamba and encouraged her to come. She was only meant to stay for a couple of weeks but so far the data she was meant to enter still hasn’t been delivered. It looks like she will stay right over Christmas and she’s found plenty of other ways to make herself useful from mending bird ringing nets to escorting our new group of guests around the snake farm later.
Plans are always changing here, almost by the minute sometimes. Suzanne, Aaron’s fiancée has decided she wants to stay on as a volunteer when his parents go home next weekend. It makes sense as she’s only just out of college and has no job to go back to in Canada at the moment, and Aaron is here until February. Also we lost Jo so we were a volunteer down. From a purely selfish point of view however I’m feeling slightly dubious about January – my brother will have left and Rachel will probably set off on her travels again in the New Year, Bernard is also finishing on 28th December. So the volunteer team will consist of me and a young engaged couple counting down the weeks until their wedding, I may run out of ways to make myself scarce before the end of the month, if you have any ideas please send them ;)
This week seems to have been dominated by children. I was meant to do administrative tasks such as completing the end of year newsletter but on Wednesday I spent the whole afternoon teaching an 8 year old how to play Monopoly. I wondered about the ethics of it afterwards, she picked it up very quickly and then became rather obsessed with those pink ‘500’ notes. Her family left on Thursday but not before she’d taught another little girl, Lispa’s cousin how to play. Apparently the game is not known in Kenya – what an opportunity! Lispa’s cousin, Keziah and her little niece Nalius are staying throughout Christmas and are a lot of fun. Apart from learning Monopoly Keziah also wants to learn how to swim and became a keen amateur photographer last night when she got hold of my camera. Yesterday Bernard, (who is their new best friend) Rachel and I took them to the beach. It was a beautiful afternoon and so easy to get great photos. Keziah has just come and interrupted me now because she wants to know if there are waves on the beach today.
All day yesterday we were waiting for our new guests to arrive. Unfortunately for them they had taken the train from Nairobi which is notorious for breaking down. After a late night phone call we thought they would be staying the night in Mombasa and went to bed unconcerned. At 3am Aaron was woken up by banging and car hooting. They’d arrived in the middle of the night and of course did not know which rooms they were staying in or even where the rooms were. Aaron, bless him got up and showed them where to go, all 10 of them which was interesting as there were only meant to be 7. This morning we had a few issues regarding not enough cereal and where to sleep the extra guests but I think we’ve weathered the storm.
It’s time for me to entertain the children again so I’ll sign off for now…
Just in case anyone was pondering visiting but is still not sure this was the beach on Saturday afternoon...
For Those Who Pray
Pray that my brother arrives safely and we have a good time together.
Pray we can manage the guests coming to and fro and make some money for Mwamba and Arocha over the holiday season and maintain good relations all round.
Pray that I can get my head around January and it won’t be as difficult as I’m anticipating.
Thank you!
rx
Tuesday, 9 December 2008
Comings and Goings
Mwamba is a place where people come and go. That’s what happens here day in and day out people are always arriving for the first time or maybe leaving for the last. I’m beginning to understand how hard it must be for the Kigens, who live here all the time to watch the rest of the world scurrying about. They’re about to go back to their home town in the west of the country for Christmas, it will be the first time in a year they’ve visited and the first time Ivy has seen her wider family. In a country as big as Kenya where a lot of people don’t have their own transport sometimes coming and going is difficult. It’s even more difficult if your work is your life.
My big news this week is that my brother is coming to visit! He managed to ring me at the beginning of last week, while I was within mobile reception and told me he was coming on the 15th of December and will stay until after Christmas. Just the two weeks notice for me. Lucky for him we have a bed free. All year Mwamba has wanted more guests and now finally during December the place is booked out. So this week I’ve been going around in a bit of a daze making mental notes of what to tell him to bring and wondering what he might want to do. It’s going to be an interesting Christmas with the two of us, Aaron (who’ll have just said goodbye to his family), Bernard and Lispa our cook and about 12 guests, mostly Kenyans. One or two staff members will pop in to do essential jobs but basically Aaron, Bernard and I will be running the guest house - and now I’ll be entertaining as well :)
On Wednesday last week I went snorkelling for the first time with some of the Earthwatch group. They’d all been before and confidently disappeared into the water while I splashed about with the mask on my face but no desire to go beneath the surface. Going underwater without taking in air and holding it is like teaching yourself to drown and I just couldn’t get my head down. Then one of the boat men who’d taken us out to the reef approached me with a life ring. This was embarrassing to start with until he explained he wanted me to hang on to it and gradually put my face in the water while he pulled me along. Eventually I managed to regulate my breathing and started to enjoy it. The smaller fish swim so close to you, you can reach out and touch them if you’re quick enough and it’s amazing passing right through a shoal of them. Some of the group saw a Stingray and by then I was feeling brave enough to go and look for it myself. I didn’t see it but there were plenty of Zebra fish and some Red Snapper and so many others of which I don’t know the names. Unfortunately the coral itself is in a bad state. I don’t really know what coral is meant to look like but I’d heard it was very damaged here and it did look like a lunar landscape with bubbles which I'm sure its not meant to. I’m not sure if our snorkelling is the kind of activity that contributes to its destruction..?
The following day we said goodbye to the Earthwatch group as they’d completed their monkey studies and then Aaron arrived back with his parents and fiancée from a week’s safari. It was Kate’s birthday and I made an attempt at banoffee pie. Claire, I’m not sure you’d have recognised it but none of them knew any better and seemed to enjoy it. The Kenyans said it was too sweet though – and how much sugar do they put in their chai?!
For Those Who Pray
Thank God that my brother is coming and will support me with work over Christmas. Pray he can get here safely and I can make sure he has a great holiday.
Pray that Aaron, Lispa and I can manage things well while the Kigens are away and still manage to take a break at Christmas time.
My big news this week is that my brother is coming to visit! He managed to ring me at the beginning of last week, while I was within mobile reception and told me he was coming on the 15th of December and will stay until after Christmas. Just the two weeks notice for me. Lucky for him we have a bed free. All year Mwamba has wanted more guests and now finally during December the place is booked out. So this week I’ve been going around in a bit of a daze making mental notes of what to tell him to bring and wondering what he might want to do. It’s going to be an interesting Christmas with the two of us, Aaron (who’ll have just said goodbye to his family), Bernard and Lispa our cook and about 12 guests, mostly Kenyans. One or two staff members will pop in to do essential jobs but basically Aaron, Bernard and I will be running the guest house - and now I’ll be entertaining as well :)
On Wednesday last week I went snorkelling for the first time with some of the Earthwatch group. They’d all been before and confidently disappeared into the water while I splashed about with the mask on my face but no desire to go beneath the surface. Going underwater without taking in air and holding it is like teaching yourself to drown and I just couldn’t get my head down. Then one of the boat men who’d taken us out to the reef approached me with a life ring. This was embarrassing to start with until he explained he wanted me to hang on to it and gradually put my face in the water while he pulled me along. Eventually I managed to regulate my breathing and started to enjoy it. The smaller fish swim so close to you, you can reach out and touch them if you’re quick enough and it’s amazing passing right through a shoal of them. Some of the group saw a Stingray and by then I was feeling brave enough to go and look for it myself. I didn’t see it but there were plenty of Zebra fish and some Red Snapper and so many others of which I don’t know the names. Unfortunately the coral itself is in a bad state. I don’t really know what coral is meant to look like but I’d heard it was very damaged here and it did look like a lunar landscape with bubbles which I'm sure its not meant to. I’m not sure if our snorkelling is the kind of activity that contributes to its destruction..?
The following day we said goodbye to the Earthwatch group as they’d completed their monkey studies and then Aaron arrived back with his parents and fiancée from a week’s safari. It was Kate’s birthday and I made an attempt at banoffee pie. Claire, I’m not sure you’d have recognised it but none of them knew any better and seemed to enjoy it. The Kenyans said it was too sweet though – and how much sugar do they put in their chai?!
Then on Friday it was Kate and Jordan’s turn to leave. This was a sad moment as they’ve really entertained me for the last few weeks :) it’s certainly a lot quieter around here without them. It transpires that Jo will not be returning after her trip to Nairobi either. This is a complicated story but she was never very happy at Mwamba and has probably done the right thing in going home – if that’s where she is. H&B are still following up this issue so I won’t say anymore about it now. I’ve had a room to myself for the last couple of weeks but Rachel is due to arrive any minute. She’s from Australia but has been working in Africa with our director Colin doing some bird ringing and now she’s coming to Mwamba to enter her data.
There are some constants here: the ginger cat that’s been hanging around finally looks like its beginning to fend for itself. Unlike a genuine stray it stayed outside the bedrooms all the time begging for food and woke us up at night with its howling. At home there are obvious solutions as to what to do with stray animals but things are different here. Colin doesn’t allow cats as Mwamba is supposed to be a bird sanctuary and we knew feeding it wouldn’t make it go away. After a while though it was getting so scrawny I couldn’t ignore it any more. I told Henry I would be very distressed if it died on my doorstep and he supposed we’d better give it something. It perked up and last night we saw it with something in its mouth (hopefully one of the mice whose been chewing through the computer cables).
It’s been hotter this week, Henry keeps warning it will get even hotter in January. If anyone fancies some winter sun on one of the world’s best and quietest beaches you’re more than welcome to visit. Last night as the sun went down I went for a quick swim and then realised I was the only person on the beach…
There are some constants here: the ginger cat that’s been hanging around finally looks like its beginning to fend for itself. Unlike a genuine stray it stayed outside the bedrooms all the time begging for food and woke us up at night with its howling. At home there are obvious solutions as to what to do with stray animals but things are different here. Colin doesn’t allow cats as Mwamba is supposed to be a bird sanctuary and we knew feeding it wouldn’t make it go away. After a while though it was getting so scrawny I couldn’t ignore it any more. I told Henry I would be very distressed if it died on my doorstep and he supposed we’d better give it something. It perked up and last night we saw it with something in its mouth (hopefully one of the mice whose been chewing through the computer cables).
It’s been hotter this week, Henry keeps warning it will get even hotter in January. If anyone fancies some winter sun on one of the world’s best and quietest beaches you’re more than welcome to visit. Last night as the sun went down I went for a quick swim and then realised I was the only person on the beach…
Kate and Jordan say goodbye
For Those Who Pray
Thank God that my brother is coming and will support me with work over Christmas. Pray he can get here safely and I can make sure he has a great holiday.
Pray that Aaron, Lispa and I can manage things well while the Kigens are away and still manage to take a break at Christmas time.
Pray the Kigens will have a good break and come back in January inspired for the new year.
The last few days I've spent quite a bit of time on my own which has been fine but its feels a little like I'm losing the plot sometimes. I have no one to really be accountable to here and if I wanted to go crazy I don't think anyone would stop me. Pray I don't go crazy. Thank you.
Monday, 1 December 2008
Various Happenings
Killer Tree!Last week started peacefully, on Sunday Kate, Jordan & I had a tour of Gede Ruins. It’s an ancient Swahili town (around 13th century) that disappeared after the Portuguese arrived. It’s mostly just old stones now but there are some amazing trees preserved there too including, the Baobab and a fig tree that survives by growing around another tree until it kills it and has to move on to another host.
On Monday morning I decided I was desperate for exercise. Despite the healthy food we eat here I’m beginning to feel like a bit of a balloon because it’s always too far or too hot to walk anywhere. There’s a small window just before sunset when it’s cool enough to jog along the beach but I haven’t been very disciplined about it and swimming is more like splashing about while you chat to people. So I was really pleased when Bernard leant me his bicycle (Bernard is another volunteer here from the Rift Valley Region in Kenya).
It’s a while since I’ve ridden a bike and the pot holes on the road make it interesting. Also the rules of the road here are such that if you hear hooting behind you you’re expected to get into the gutter quickly or get flattened by a Matatu. Still, it was great to have the freedom just to go to the end of the road and back. I must be very out of shape though because I was so tired I had to go and lie down during our Monday morning meeting!
Jo, another volunteer had been feeling unwell the previous day and also had to leave the meeting. She’d asked Henry to take her to the clinic but unfortunately this Monday the UNDP auditor (who’d been with us all weekend) was giving his all important feedback. Eventually Henry dropped Jo at the clinic and arranged for a taxi to bring her back.
At lunch time the taxi driver turned up alone to say that Jo had fainted and might need some help getting home. Aaron and I rushed back to the clinic in the taxi wondering what awful disease she’d come down with. It turned out the doctor had diagnosed a stomach infection. Then he’d given her a shot of something to take away the nausea which was so strong she’d passed out. Aaron then had to carry her to the car. Meanwhile 9 guests from a group called Earthwatch had arrived, one of whom was supposed to share Jo’s room. We had to ask her to repack so I could move in with Jo instead and keep an eye on her.
The rest of the week was much less eventful. I wrote blogs on Earthwatch and the end of term schools quiz from the week before and finished the E-news letter we send out every 6 weeks or so. I also went back to Mida Creek and replaced some of the signs on the information boards there and tried to work out what to put in a badly needed information display we’re going to put out the front here.
I continued to feel really tired, having sudden moments of just needing to lie down regardless of what I was doing. Jo got a lot better and even managed to leave for Nairobi on Wednesday for Thanksgiving but I was convinced I’d got what she had. I had incredibly intense heartburn which lasted for over 24 hours but managed to fight it off with Peptobismol tablets (Americans are great for carrying every medicine under the sun!) We’ve each complained of strange stomachs as if something is going round that we’re all trying to fight off.
On Tuesday Aaron also left for Nairobi, his parents and fiancée are visiting and they’re off on safari for a week. Earthwatch, (2 Kenyans, 4 Brits and 3 Americans) stay until next Thursday as do K&J and then it’s going to be very quiet here. The staff are starting to go on leave now. I don’t know if it’s normal to take a month off in the summer here or whether the ARK staff are just over due their holidays (Peter?)
Having Earthwatch has been fun they’re here for some ‘voluntourism’ monitoring Sykes Monkeys in the forest. I’ve got to sit in on a couple of evening presentations about Monkeys and one about Kenya’s endangered Black Rhino.
It’s hard to believe I’ve been here a month now it’s gone so fast. I’ve been thinking about what I do and don’t miss about home.
After a month I definitely miss:
Washing machines! – Not only does the centre not have one they’re apparently uncommon generally in this part of Kenya so at least 2 hours every weekend is taken up with hand washing my clothes. I never thought I was spoilt before now…
Being cool (but not cold!)
Cakes & biscuits (I am beginning to miss sweet things now)
Watching the news (seriously, please tell me what’s going on in the world!)
Walking to places
The bathroom at home (I’m jealous Barbara!)
Skimmed/semi skimmed milk – they only have full fat here
Broadband internet (a lot!!!)
My family and friends of course J
What I don’t miss:
The dark! – I find it so hard to imagine how dark it is in England these days when it’s so bright here all the time.
All the pre-Christmas faff – there’s none here despite the children having broken up for Christmas (summer) holidays already
TV – apart from the news (We watched a couple of films on Jordan’s laptop this week though which was fun)
The price of everything back home!
The commute to work
Being in a city away from the beach
Cooking for myself (strange because I thought I would)
Plans for this week might include…
Watching a Giriama dance (local tribe)
Going snorkelling with the Earthwatch group
Staring ARK’s annual newsletter
Making Banoffee pie for Katelin’s birthday
(Thanks Claire! I managed to get all the ingredients although in order to get the caramel sauce I had to ask the Italian ice cream shop if they would sell me half one of their bottles - which they import direct from Italy!)
If any of you have read all this way you deserve a medal!
Until next time…
For Those Who Pray
Thank you! I’ve felt close to getting sick more than once since I’ve been here but I haven’t so thank you so much for praying.
On Monday morning I decided I was desperate for exercise. Despite the healthy food we eat here I’m beginning to feel like a bit of a balloon because it’s always too far or too hot to walk anywhere. There’s a small window just before sunset when it’s cool enough to jog along the beach but I haven’t been very disciplined about it and swimming is more like splashing about while you chat to people. So I was really pleased when Bernard leant me his bicycle (Bernard is another volunteer here from the Rift Valley Region in Kenya).
It’s a while since I’ve ridden a bike and the pot holes on the road make it interesting. Also the rules of the road here are such that if you hear hooting behind you you’re expected to get into the gutter quickly or get flattened by a Matatu. Still, it was great to have the freedom just to go to the end of the road and back. I must be very out of shape though because I was so tired I had to go and lie down during our Monday morning meeting!
Jo, another volunteer had been feeling unwell the previous day and also had to leave the meeting. She’d asked Henry to take her to the clinic but unfortunately this Monday the UNDP auditor (who’d been with us all weekend) was giving his all important feedback. Eventually Henry dropped Jo at the clinic and arranged for a taxi to bring her back.
At lunch time the taxi driver turned up alone to say that Jo had fainted and might need some help getting home. Aaron and I rushed back to the clinic in the taxi wondering what awful disease she’d come down with. It turned out the doctor had diagnosed a stomach infection. Then he’d given her a shot of something to take away the nausea which was so strong she’d passed out. Aaron then had to carry her to the car. Meanwhile 9 guests from a group called Earthwatch had arrived, one of whom was supposed to share Jo’s room. We had to ask her to repack so I could move in with Jo instead and keep an eye on her.
The rest of the week was much less eventful. I wrote blogs on Earthwatch and the end of term schools quiz from the week before and finished the E-news letter we send out every 6 weeks or so. I also went back to Mida Creek and replaced some of the signs on the information boards there and tried to work out what to put in a badly needed information display we’re going to put out the front here.
I continued to feel really tired, having sudden moments of just needing to lie down regardless of what I was doing. Jo got a lot better and even managed to leave for Nairobi on Wednesday for Thanksgiving but I was convinced I’d got what she had. I had incredibly intense heartburn which lasted for over 24 hours but managed to fight it off with Peptobismol tablets (Americans are great for carrying every medicine under the sun!) We’ve each complained of strange stomachs as if something is going round that we’re all trying to fight off.
On Tuesday Aaron also left for Nairobi, his parents and fiancée are visiting and they’re off on safari for a week. Earthwatch, (2 Kenyans, 4 Brits and 3 Americans) stay until next Thursday as do K&J and then it’s going to be very quiet here. The staff are starting to go on leave now. I don’t know if it’s normal to take a month off in the summer here or whether the ARK staff are just over due their holidays (Peter?)
Having Earthwatch has been fun they’re here for some ‘voluntourism’ monitoring Sykes Monkeys in the forest. I’ve got to sit in on a couple of evening presentations about Monkeys and one about Kenya’s endangered Black Rhino.
It’s hard to believe I’ve been here a month now it’s gone so fast. I’ve been thinking about what I do and don’t miss about home.
After a month I definitely miss:
Washing machines! – Not only does the centre not have one they’re apparently uncommon generally in this part of Kenya so at least 2 hours every weekend is taken up with hand washing my clothes. I never thought I was spoilt before now…
Being cool (but not cold!)
Cakes & biscuits (I am beginning to miss sweet things now)
Watching the news (seriously, please tell me what’s going on in the world!)
Walking to places
The bathroom at home (I’m jealous Barbara!)
Skimmed/semi skimmed milk – they only have full fat here
Broadband internet (a lot!!!)
My family and friends of course J
What I don’t miss:
The dark! – I find it so hard to imagine how dark it is in England these days when it’s so bright here all the time.
All the pre-Christmas faff – there’s none here despite the children having broken up for Christmas (summer) holidays already
TV – apart from the news (We watched a couple of films on Jordan’s laptop this week though which was fun)
The price of everything back home!
The commute to work
Being in a city away from the beach
Cooking for myself (strange because I thought I would)
Plans for this week might include…
Watching a Giriama dance (local tribe)
Going snorkelling with the Earthwatch group
Staring ARK’s annual newsletter
Making Banoffee pie for Katelin’s birthday
(Thanks Claire! I managed to get all the ingredients although in order to get the caramel sauce I had to ask the Italian ice cream shop if they would sell me half one of their bottles - which they import direct from Italy!)
If any of you have read all this way you deserve a medal!
Until next time…
For Those Who Pray
Thank you! I’ve felt close to getting sick more than once since I’ve been here but I haven’t so thank you so much for praying.
Thanks too if you prayed about creep crawlies - so far no nasty encounters in the night long may it last.
Keep praying for my relationship with H and B its still difficult sometimes but they are going on leave soon so I'm trying to make a special effort until then.
Pray for Jo who I now share a room with and who comes back from Nairoboi today/tomorrow (if she comes back) I think she may have some issues that go deeper than a stomach infection and has certainly found her time here more difficult than I have so far (more detail another time)
thanks again!
rx
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