"something just crapped in my bed..."

Haven't blogged in almost a week! So I thought I'd let you know what's been going on this week...

First thing on Monday I had my first experience of a Jenga team meeting, great to see everyone together, bantering, praying and discussing. Although the meeting was limited because the server is still down, meaning there is still very little work going on in the JENGA office as most of the work that needs to be done is on the computer. Not good. Then we did more sorting, of course...

Yesterday I had my first experience of Ugandan football. My thoughts before the game were that the stereotypical African player is skilful on the ball, but perhaps weaker physically, so naturally I thought 'what would Tony Pulis ask me to do?' I played the Jonathan Walters role. Baiscally playing as 'British' as possible, seemed to pay off with 2 goals amd one assist. Michael has invited me to come and train with thhe u16 team that he is managing on saturday which is gonna be hard work i reckon, I'll let you know.

This morning Tiff and I went down to Namatala slum to visit a lady who is building a new house, something which she massively deserves. For the last while Mary had been living in a 'house' with five other family members. This place is smaller than your classic box room in the UK, about 8ft x 4ft. In this house was a single bed which covered most of the house, Mary and three others sleep in this bed, with one of her children sleeping under the bed and one on the floor. She then bought us a couple of sodas and invited us to sit in her house, these will have costed probably 2000 shilling (50p ish). Not much to us, but to her it's massive. I found her generosity even in how she lives very humbling and challenging.

The biggest comedy moment of my stay so far happened about 20 minutes ago. I went into my room to Skype with my parents for a bit and throughout smelt something a bit odd. I thought it was my shoes because I had walked in them in Mary's semi-built house which is being built with something that smells like cow dung. However half-way through the conversation I realised that it in fact wasn't my shoes. Phoebe the cat has defacated in my bed!! Nice..

Love Dan


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