Irene has returned to the UK for June leaving Malcolm to fend for himself!!!!
What mischief can he get up to?
Will he survive?
The last instruction Irene gave him was to ‘iron’ his shirts. I’m afraid this does not come naturally to a man, and an iron is a complex and dangerous instrument.
And then there’s the cleaning. Well, the less said about that the better,
And as for cooking! You would have thought ‘cooking’ toast was easy enough. But barbequed? …..
And this morning he almost managed to flood the bathroom when one of the pipes burst. What will he get up to next?
He had to get up early today to go with colleagues to a workshop 50 miles away in Kabala. Half way there they had a puncture – well there were only 7 in the car, but no spare and no tools. Fortunately the party included several clergy and here the sight of a dog collar still brings out the best in people. A taxi driver stopped to take the wheel off, and a Good Samaritan stopped to lend his spare wheel. Unfortunately his car then refused to start. However, by that time the Bishop’s driver, a mechanic, arrived, and identified the fault as a burnt out main fuse for the ignition, fixed with a bit of wire from the battery circuit. Well done Ivan, for not letting Malcolm have a go!
Malcolm has been trying to make a video for the parent’s evening of Nursery School that meets Potters Village. He spent a day with 14 lively 3 to 5 year olds – hopefully he wont start acting like them, just yet!
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