Who's garage is that?

I get really confused with this stupid blog thing. My first photo's should be last as they are the end result. But anyway I suppose you get the picture so as to speak that the garage is not like it was. In fact it is cleaned out painted and washed. Looks a treat. Tomorrow we put up shelves high on the wall for those hard to swallow toxic substances. Keeping our Will safe. And things of the floor. Hope you like it.















Martyn spent a good
few hours
doing what
he does.

Playtime

This is the daily on going activity.
Even though we took them to Southbank for a long walk and lunch. We did lunch of course the dogs didn't. They still keep going most of the day.
















Sometimes they stop and look as if to say "what!" This one almost looks like they are really into it but it is a love in really. No sooner do they stop and they're into a bit of tounge kissin. Eeww!!!
Just for Kara and not generally interesting to all blog readers " the rectinol has cured Sooties need to drag his rear along every horizontal surface"
Oh thank goodness I can't stand the thought of what it means to the carpet.
Tomorrow we head over to your place again to continue the finishing touches so there will be no more nagging. Except for the recycled rubbish I am still gonna nag about that one.
Nasty Nana.

Smoke and mirrors

We have been trying to work out for some time how to cover the joins in the plaster board that keep me pulling out my hair. It wasn't that they were awful it's just that they were and I don't think Martyn could work out a way to repair it without relining all the wall. Big job even for us. So we did Ikea and fixed it. Thanks to Lyall and Michelle for transporting said mirrors home for me.
Some would say we are still renovating the renovations but not so. Instead I am keeping Martyn busy thereby filling his days with pleasurable activity bringing joy to his life..............................

OOOpps mum we broke the door

It was bound to happen one day just didn't think they would break it day one. Anyway there is now a much quieter replacement flap for the doggy door.

While the cats away the worker plays

Martyn moved in to Kara and Dan's house to do some running repairs and finish off some jobs. Also I have been on nights and the two screaming demons aka Sooty and Alfie sometimes take to doing Indy laps around the house ruining my naps. So I have been lonely forsaken for the furry kids. Anyway thought you might like to see the work to date. So as you can see the holes in the ceiling are gone and the escape route to chase the neighbours is sealed tight as a drum.

Nana is broken

Where did they go nana. Then he sees them for a mini hug before taking off again









They took my sunshine and risked
life and limb on a Virgin flight to Perth.
I miss him already come home safe and sound but have a wonderful time.
I want photo's by the way. NOW!!!!!

William and girl germs

I loved this particular interaction. It was during the last minute before boarding when he was plane spotting that he spotted a girl. Pretty though she was and going in the same direction too. But William kinda looks like he is pointing out the obvious. "you are not sitting next to me Ok'

Nursing

This is Kara with some of the nurses from the local hospital. Not nice at all. There was nothing about the place that was remotely hygenic let alone sterile. But the nurses were spotless and that at least says something about them. Birthing in India is not for the faint hearted and more suitable beds can be found in our local vet practice. So thank you God we are grateful

Babies cot in India

This is the cot for a newborn in a fairly well to do family where the mother was a doctor in the local village. Mind you I don't think William's teeth could do as much damage to this cot as he has done to his fancy dancy one at home. He has chewed through to the bare timber most of the way around. Naughty William!!!!

India mission

A few years ago
we went to India. We were truly green about Missions and
What they would involve for us. Now it is easy to say we want
to serve the Lord and reach out to others but I have to tell
you that we found out what that entails and to be sure the
Calling is not always so heavenly as we think. Not to say we did
not fall in love with the people for they were truly amazing and
loving and gave to us without question as we tried to give back
to them. But although we loved the sari's and the people the rest
proved we have much flesh left in our westener midset. The heat at times became unbearable and the air was so foul it left a
distinct taste in the mouth. I think they call it pollution. One of our group Margaret pictured below has been back every year and preaches up a storm. She is truly called to India





































So in remembering India I had to look at the photo's to recall the truth. That truth is that we took a message and we backed it up with money. Money to buy a little luxury that for instance got a bed for the kids in the orphanage to sleep on. They loved that. So much better than the concrete floor. A fridge so that they don't have to visit the market everyday and the kids can have icy poles for a treat. But what we took away was so much more important. I think that both Kara and I fell in love with these Indian kids and they stick in your mind and there is something to be grateful for that we were blessed with not living in such poverty