Saturday, 8 March 2014

Thursday 6th March

Unaccustomed as I am to sitting still in the middle of the day, I find myself once more in the hospital awaiting a blood test. The waiting room is fairly full and it's warm, despite the uncomfortable nature of the hard plastic chairs, the low muttering of various couples and a slightly disconcerting muffled child's scream emitting from the corridor, I find myself fighting waves of sleepiness.

Having failed miserably to 'connect to the internet' on my iPad, and whilst attempting to do so only managed to have Siri tell me in a loud booming voice that he is unavailable, much to my huge embarrassment and the amusement of all the assembled parties,I finally resorted to start my blog update.

We have heard from the 'explorer', he appears to be on safari in North Zambia enjoying seeing the wild animals, fighting (and eating) crocodiles, sitting in hot springs and sleeping under the stars, not necessarily in that order....

He is due to spend time kayaking on Lake Tanganyika ' the second longest lake in the world' for the next few days, with extra water sports thrown in, although paddling for nearly the whole day wouldn't appeal to me!

The fireman has had his stitches removed, and is back to work, no doubt with much jocularity from his colleagues at how much time he seems to have had off in the last few weeks....the battle scar looks impressive enough to show any prospective girlfriend, although I'm not sure which ' battle ' he is going to allure to, it'll have to be dramatic but feasible!



He regaled this story from one of his colleagues, Jack was supposed to accompany him into a nursery school, but due to his injury could not- therefore the poor chap had to cope with 3 and 4year olds on his own. So Firefighter B turns up at school, resplendent in his uniform , talks to the children, shows them his helmet so they can all try it on , and tells them all about the fire service in a simplified format.
Very pleased and relieved with himself that the session is coming to an end, he asks the children if they have any questions , to which one little boy puts his hand up, and asks, " when you all go to sleep at the station do you sleep naked" ? ............







Farmers pleased they can at last plough the fields and plant the spuds, and we've been in the garden spreading the compost too!



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