The tale of the guard...

Well, Juvenal – our first night guard gradually arrived later and later and left earlier and earlier until the night before last he didn't turn up at all. So we decided that rather than be sacked after the warnings Nathan had given him, that he had decided to sack himself. So Nathan found us another guard, and oked it with the landlord who was the one paying for him anyway…however the landlord obviously hadn't let Juvenal know that he no longer had a job, so last night the new guard and Juvenal turned up. The new guard – Jean-Pierre – had the new key and obviously didn't let the old guard in, so when we got home he was standing waiting to talk to us…but didn't know any English with which to ask "What is going on?"! In the end we had to ring Nathan to ask him to speak to Juvenal and after five minutes of grunting, which is what Juvenal seemed to do best, he left… It was quite an awkward situation really, with the Jean-Pierre standing there and with no-one having the means to communicate with each other. Anyway, Jean-Pierre is lovely and he sings for the Hosianna choir who are so good they have been on tour to America! It was so nice to get up to his smiling good morning as opposed to Juvenal's grunt….though it still worries me that now Juvenal has no job and may find it difficult to get another one – but he was absolutely hopeless at letting anyone know what was going on and we're much safer now we have someone who will actually turn up to work!

I have got the picture of my house to work this time - the connection speed was a bit faster, so if you're lucky I might even manage to put a gorilla on sometime this week! The window on the left looks into my bedroom and the front door goes straight into a palacial lounge!

Things remain manically busy here – I'm currently working on a Tubakunde newsletter, compiling a mailing list, sorting out uniform measurements for Sonrise and working out how to make a Tubakunde website. We are also supposed to be filming a short documentary at some point to send to England…that's if I can work out how we can transfer it from my camera to Pam's computer without the software! Today is a national holiday – called "Hero's Day" – so no-one is working…actually that isn't true. Rachael is currently gutting the vicious fish from our freezer to make food for six for this evening – she insisted she wouldn't have the day off. Oh, I perhaps haven't told you about the vicious fish – it drew blood!! I reached into the freezer to see what she had bought and it spined me with a big long spine!! So, I'm going to eat it later…revenge is a dish best served fishy…