For the last couple of days our major project has been getting the House
ready. The inside is coming on in laps and bounds - most of the
bedrooms are now painted and the cupboards finished. There is even a
working toilet. But as yet we still do not have the power - every time
John rings we are promised that the pole will come 'tomorrow', but so
far tomorrow has lived up to its proverbial reputation. If the pole arrives, we should be able to move in this weekend - especially as the container should arrive tomorrow (it has cleared customs, and is now on its way from Lilongwe to Ekwendeni) - and then it will be all hands on deck.
Of course, even with all the work on the House, there has been time for other things as well. Yesterday morning I became the inaugural patient for the re-newed dental clinic at Ekwendeni. A few days ago one of my fillings fell out while I was cleaning my teeth. Fortunately there was still a sound filling below it, so there was no pain, but the arrival of two dentists from Dunoon was quite opportune. Nigel and Vicky had been working hard to get the room ready to be able to provide a basic service, and now all was set. So with Clyde, the traveling teddy from their local nursery, in attendance, the hole was filled and I paid the 600 kwacha charged to private patients (that works out about $2).
And in the evening I had plenty of opportunity to test out their work. Brendon, who worships at HTB and had a former life as a public administrator at Harrow, is here working with the hospitals run by the CCAP. And last night it was his birthday. He invited us all to the A1 Indian Restaurant, where he treated us to a very enjoyable buffet of varied fish, chicken and lamb curries. Diane - who works with early learning in the Synod, and Katherine - who doubles as a cake decorator back home in Blantyre, baked and decorated a cake with which to finish the meal. It was a very good evening together.
I thought I would end this blog with two general picture of life in Mzuzu. The first is proof that imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, although you get no jacarandas in Tredegar. And the second is a reminder that there are other things as well as mosquito nets that help combat the flying beaties in the night time, although this one was taken just after dawn this morning.
For the last couple of days our major project has been getting the House
ready. The inside is coming on in laps and bounds - most of the
bedrooms are now painted and the cupboards finished. There is even a
working toilet. But as yet we still do not have the power - every time
John rings we are promised that the pole will come 'tomorrow', but so
far tomorrow has lived up to its proverbial reputation. If the pole arrives, we should be able to move in this weekend - especially as the container should arrive tomorrow (it has cleared customs, and is now on its way from Lilongwe to Ekwendeni) - and then it will be all hands on deck.
Of course, even with all the work on the House, there has been time for other things as well. Yesterday morning I became the inaugural patient for the re-newed dental clinic at Ekwendeni. A few days ago one of my fillings fell out while I was cleaning my teeth. Fortunately there was still a sound filling below it, so there was no pain, but the arrival of two dentists from Dunoon was quite opportune. Nigel and Vicky had been working hard to get the room ready to be able to provide a basic service, and now all was set. So with Clyde, the traveling teddy from their local nursery, in attendance, the hole was filled and I paid the 600 kwacha charged to private patients (that works out about $2).
And in the evening I had plenty of opportunity to test out their work. Brendon, who worships at HTB and had a former life as a public administrator at Harrow, is here working with the hospitals run by the CCAP. And last night it was his birthday. He invited us all to the A1 Indian Restaurant, where he treated us to a very enjoyable buffet of varied fish, chicken and lamb curries. Diane - who works with early learning in the Synod, and Katherine - who doubles as a cake decorator back home in Blantyre, baked and decorated a cake with which to finish the meal. It was a very good evening together.
I thought I would end this blog with two general picture of life in Mzuzu. The first is proof that imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, although you get no jacarandas in Tredegar. And the second is a reminder that there are other things as well as mosquito nets that help combat the flying beaties in the night time, although this one was taken just after dawn this morning.
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