I am just briefly breaking the surface after another week of dashing between autist musicians, rowdy mechanics who dont want to learn English, a gospel choir and ABBA addicts to let you know I am still here, before diving back in again. Try to imagine starting 5 different new jobs at the same time and you will have some idea... oh and I have forgotten my 8 to 10 year olds with their super high level of English, and my adult beginners.
I take over Lucy's classes next week in a spare moment!
But on Sunday I took time to go tracking on the cliff top with Porridge, who worked very well. She will have her first competition at the end of November.
It was the first day of the hunting season and pops and bangs were flying from every bush. The weather was so glorious and hot and dry that none of the hunters we met were able to catch anything...and there were 60 partridges let loose by the local hunting club. They were all hiding safely in the unharvested maize... sunbathing probably...
3 days ago