On my cooker...

...I've been making bread and heating water for a hot wash! It also cooks my dinner and heats water for the neighbours. Not a bad addition to the house, methinks. The doors are going on to the outside kitchen next week, and someone is working on the garden, making it look less like a building site. Last week I managed to get a new little laptop set up so it can do internet in Kilolo, and next week I am hoping to collect my new car from Dar es Salaam. What a lot of changes coming together; I won't know myself in a few weeks' time!

On a more challenging note Elizabeth has broken a bone in her hip through a fall, and will have to go to Dar to get it fixed. Meanwhile she is in a lot of pain, so keep praying for her healing. Thanks.

...and thorn trees

I decided to show you a picture of one of my favorite types of trees. This one is near the farm, near where I swim, when the river is down. At the moment the water is too high, and I'm not cycling either, so I do need to work out some other form of exercise. Someone suggested skipping; I will be a skipping phenomenon before long. Watch this space.

At the Bible school we have six students for three months, mostly mature, and it does make teaching easier. We cover more ground, and the questions they ask are very interesting, leading to some good discussions. At the Secondary School I have started to teach 'O' level Bible Knowledge in English as well as Religious Education in Kiswahili. It takes a bit of getting used to. At last we found some past exam papers, but I still don't have a syllabus... I do have some idea of the Bible passages to be covered, and the students are keen. As they say: "With God's help we will succede."

cats

...are more intelligent than bats. Before I'd put the screen up in my window I was awoken at around 2am by a cat jumping off the chair beside my bed! I just caught sight of the shadow running into the sitting room and round the wall by the light of my torch, but quick as lightening it was back in my bedroom and out through the open window again, leaving a muddy footprint or two on my wall. Then I noticed a human footpring just beside the window as well. mmm interesting. Hope it got there when the men were putting up the ceiling boards. (Don't worry, the bars on the window are too close together for anyone to get through, and anyway Kilolo is much safer than Iringa.)

Back at the farm I found Elizabeth had had another fall, and is now dependent on others for almost every need. I am helping her at night when I am here, and her son Richard comes accross from his house when I am in Kilolo. Not an easy situation.

Teaching is a bit stessfull as well, as I have been asked to start teaching 'O' level Bible Knowledge as well as Religious Education... A big vote of confidence but hard work.