...I don't know why - I'm not driven by food (I hope I'm not pregnant!!!). Its around 7.30 am local time, I've just had some muesli with Soya milk and for some reason the thought of a bacon sandwich came into my head - ANN, GET THE GRILL ON AND SOME THICK BREAD ON 15TH MARCH!
I'm being fairly cautious about food - waiting to see how other westerners around me fare with places they food from - yesterday for instance I was working with some World Racers and at lunchtime they went to a local eatery they'd been to before so I joined in and had a perreta (?) - a sort of broken up pancake with a tasty sauce and after making myself understood for a take out - took away a 35p 3 types of rice and 3 bags of sauces in a palm leaf (in a plastic bag). I had that at teatime but could only eat just over half - too full - so I've saved it for the local chickens who need 'chubbing up' - and no, they will not be on my menu later on!
2 Portions of 'Perreta = 49p (I couldn't manage to finish the palm leaf!)
If I'd wanted to, I could have eaten snake.
Yep, killed my first one yesterday - he kept sticking his tongue out at me and nobody does that when I have a shovel in my hand!
Actually I feel quite bad about it - I hate to see things killed unnecessarily and I may have done so. I was working with 3 of the World Race Team girls demolishing an outside toilet and clearing an area for the Indian ladies to use as a washing area when I heard the ladies and the boys screaming. So I ran over to where they were and there was a snake - about 4 foot long slithering across the courtyard amongst them. Cue SuperDave - our hero rushed into action, cornered the 20 foot python and, after what seemed hours of tussling, with the advantage changing from protagonist to protagonist (during which time I bravely stared death in the face - and laughed at ti) - strength, truth and justice reigned supreme and the 60 foot man eating, world's deadliest anaconda was no more.
Actually, I cornered it and sliced it with the shovel and then whacked it.
Like I said, I still feel bad - I don't know if it was dangerous or not so I had to do something because of the panic and if I'd let it get away, it would still be around and might be a problem - and anyway - it did stick it's tongue out at me like so many of my previous clients who'd imagined that an old copper wouldn't catch them either - good job for them I wasn't equipped with a shovel as well as a truncheon!
So - where was I before I started talking about bacon....?
When we arrived I thought that those green bamboo poles were for some sort of 12 foot flute (he was carving regular square holes along the length - I never even took notice of the ladders behind him! ('Stupid English').
(The pick axe handle was cut down to size by the way).
THEN - the action began. Here is our project for a couple of days - demolish an outside toilet and make ready for it to be concreted over to provide outside washing slabs for the resident ladies.
Here were the girl teams:
And here is the men's team:
My 2 friends are resident boys who we had to keep a close eye on - but they seemed to have a great time helping.
And here was the end result:
Took my first ride in an 'Auto' yesterday (Tuk-tuk) and here's the picture to prove it:
The locals seem to be able to get 10 fat people 'in' or up to around 15 skinny people (In being loosely applied).
And finally, a picture and news of what it is all about here:
First is a photo of Kenneth when he came to Sarah's Covenant Homes back in November 2013. He was seizing so frequently that it was causing
him to aspirate all his food and he had to have a G-tube placed. Nest is a photo of Kenneth today; seizures controlled
and being the true boy he is, he LOVES to eat by mouth (g-tube sill
used for supplement feedings.) He has beautiful chubby cheeks and is
built like a line backer. Anna, his foster home mother says,"I love this sweet boy so much and am so
thankful God let us keep him."
So - on my 42nd wedding anniversary (Ann I love you more than ever) - my back is aching, I'm covered in dust and I'm now off to get a shower.
I'm being fairly cautious about food - waiting to see how other westerners around me fare with places they food from - yesterday for instance I was working with some World Racers and at lunchtime they went to a local eatery they'd been to before so I joined in and had a perreta (?) - a sort of broken up pancake with a tasty sauce and after making myself understood for a take out - took away a 35p 3 types of rice and 3 bags of sauces in a palm leaf (in a plastic bag). I had that at teatime but could only eat just over half - too full - so I've saved it for the local chickens who need 'chubbing up' - and no, they will not be on my menu later on!
If I'd wanted to, I could have eaten snake.
Yep, killed my first one yesterday - he kept sticking his tongue out at me and nobody does that when I have a shovel in my hand!
Actually I feel quite bad about it - I hate to see things killed unnecessarily and I may have done so. I was working with 3 of the World Race Team girls demolishing an outside toilet and clearing an area for the Indian ladies to use as a washing area when I heard the ladies and the boys screaming. So I ran over to where they were and there was a snake - about 4 foot long slithering across the courtyard amongst them. Cue SuperDave - our hero rushed into action, cornered the 20 foot python and, after what seemed hours of tussling, with the advantage changing from protagonist to protagonist (during which time I bravely stared death in the face - and laughed at ti) - strength, truth and justice reigned supreme and the 60 foot man eating, world's deadliest anaconda was no more.
Like I said, I still feel bad - I don't know if it was dangerous or not so I had to do something because of the panic and if I'd let it get away, it would still be around and might be a problem - and anyway - it did stick it's tongue out at me like so many of my previous clients who'd imagined that an old copper wouldn't catch them either - good job for them I wasn't equipped with a shovel as well as a truncheon!
So - where was I before I started talking about bacon....?
Well,
since arriving here late last Thursday and having to clean out the bathroom straight away - I've been trying to get a spade - a
pick axe and a sledge hammer. It's taken Monday to get a
shovel (no spades) and a sledge hammer and a pick axe head (no handles)!
After
much deliberating on Friday and Saturday - my helper Sukumar told me on
Saturday that he would meet me the next day at 10.30.
Sunday
morning came and went, while waiting I was invited in to the church - it was lovely but I didn't understand a word
- so did much of the afternoon. I walked to the
supermarket and Sukumar came past on his motorbike and told me that he'd
forgotten that it was Sunday and he would see me tomorrow!!!! (I'm getting used to India - gradually).
Monday - I was given 2 of the Race Walker girls (see previous blog re these wonderful teams of young people) to help me demolish a
toilet and dig up a growing plot at Victory Home - so we were taken to
Victory to look at what we'd already previously looked at (for no
obvious reason), one of the girls felt ill so I took them to the
supermarket to get some food for her and then went back to wait for the
afternoon when I was given 3 other girls (that is the plan for the
week). This time - progress - we went to a store, chose gate hinges,
screws, a door handle repair rod - great, something to work with - NOT.
When
Sukumar came out of the shop he hadn't got the things because they
couldn't provide a cash receipt!! So we had to go to another one where
we went through the same process - this time successfully. Then on to
another shop where we got the half tools that I can't use until they get
handles fixed to them - tomorrow morning I'm
promised........AAAAAAAAARGH!
That was the day AGAIN - but - I did get the internal rod for
a door handle, undid 4 screws on a door handle, inserted the rod - the
handle works again on both sides and they are amazed. So 3 days and 2
minutes and I have apparently achieved wonders - something that had been
a real problem for ages!
This brings us to yesterday - 3 girls again, and me, and Sukumar. This time went to the local place to get handles.
(The pick axe handle was cut down to size by the way).
THEN - the action began. Here is our project for a couple of days - demolish an outside toilet and make ready for it to be concreted over to provide outside washing slabs for the resident ladies.
Here were the girl teams:
My 2 friends are resident boys who we had to keep a close eye on - but they seemed to have a great time helping.
And here was the end result:
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