Winding down

So, having finished all our hard work it was time for a little holiday. This meant a 6 (or more?) hour drive south to Livingstone - I was sooooo fortunate because I was one of a few in the group who were offered a place on a comfortable public coach - when I say "comfortable" it was relative to the agony suffered by others in the minibus where neither the seats or the suspension were as well sprung as they could have been. The coach was a regular size, with 3 narrow seats on one side of the aisle and 2 on the other. This was OK when neighbours were slender, but most of them were "Tradtionally Built" and so it was a tight squeeze in some rows! My first travelling companion was a young trainee doctor off to visit his sister at school on the way to Livingstone.

Our time in Livingstone was as hectic as it had been in Lusaka - we stayed at Limbo Lodge in comfortable thatched roundhouses with hot showers (oh bliss!!). I've put photos of my time in Livingstone here - "slideshow" is a nice way to look at them.

On our return we dropped into Fountain of Hope to see if the Internet Cafe was up & running -  it wasn't because they discovered that they needed a business licence in order to operate it. Oh the lessons we've been learning on this trip!!! Arthur was able to show it off though, and he told us he had a full class booked in the IT classroom.

We were also able to see the renovated kitchen - the building team had done a fantastic job of cleaning it and removing old units (and the cockroaches that had made their home there) and raising the funds for a new cooker, for wiring that, some new lighting and a work surface that is far far better than what it replaced. Vasco was absolutely delighted with their new-to-them cooker and was looking forward to the evening meal being cooked on it.

This visit was such a good way to begin the end of this project - that evening we were joined at dinner by some of the project partners, and early the next day we began our journey home.

If you are interested in taking part in a similar project then you might like to look at Mission Direct who are already taking bookings for next year. It is so rewarding working with local people on locally led projects to support some of the poorest people in the world. We might not be able to solve world poverty, but for the individuals who we helped it made a difference to them.

Our last working day - Thursday 5th Oct

Today was upside down - instead of working in the morning & visiting other projects in the afternoon we took 49 children from Fountain of Hope to Adventure City which is a waterpark with extras. After a night of rain it was a cold day, but it didn't stop the children from racing into the water and having fun.

Reluctantly we left the children and went off to our projects for the afternoon - Rewired went to Garden Hill where the building team had painted the IT room ready to be used as the IT room - this time we were leaving laptops that we had already prepared, so all we needed to do was power them up.

They were then ready for the staff to have their introduction to them by Martyn. Which meant that I was free to get to know the locals!

Some of the children were playing on an abandoned truck lying at an angle - a novel climbing frame, including the cab which they were lifting & dropping. Scary.

Afterwards we went on to Fountain of Hope to carry on sorting out the Internet Cafe (the internet connections had been reconfigured). 3 of the boys came up to me and gave me a baby bird that had somehow (!) made it's way into a trouser pocket of one of them at Adventure City. I'm not sure if they were disappointed when they asked me if I was going to eat it and I said no! It was injured and was too young to survive anyway, so when the coast was clear I dropped it through a window into the vegetable garden to let nature complete its job.

On the way back to Chamba Valley we passed through the sets of traffic lights offering retail therapy - this time we turned down the opportunity to become owners of toy machine guns and Ben 10 (well, something trying to look like Ben 10) figures.

This was our last full day of work before our long journey south to Livingstone for our mini-holiday.

Another Wednesday

On our commute to work today we stopped to admire an avenue of jackaranda trees which not only looked wonderful bt the scent was like nectar:

After the Rewired team left the building team at the new Kumbyah school buildings Chika took us on to Fountain of Hope where the idea was for Roger, Chris & Jon to finish off getting the internet cafe ready while Martyn & I went off with a driver to shop for a vacuum cleaner, an ethernet hub/switch, a couple of keyboards and some mousemats, and to look at the prices of fridges for the clinic that some of the team visited yesterday. Soon after we started up a few PCs it became clear that the internet connection was dire, even when compared to the speed of response with my netbook and the 3G dongle.

In addition to this, when I visited Arthur in his classroom cabin he showed me how the rain had been driven by the wind through the shutters and got into the keyboards and onto the base units (hopefully not into them though) and onto the back of the screens. These are both real wake-up calls to the reality of what we are doing in this developing country and the possible limitations of the infrastructure.

At least Martyn and I had a successful trip, and we came back with a lovely blue vacuum cleaner for Arthur to use in the classroom and Internet Cafe, as well as all the other bits and pieces.

During the traffic light stops on our drive we weren't offered any more ducks, but instead a couple of chest expanders, some sink plungers, lampshades, trousers as well as the usual mobile top-ups, newspapers and Zambia flags, football shirts & caps. Do Zambians make shopping lists knowing that they'll find these items, or are these impulse buys? In among the sellers there were a few beggars, including some that were pitifully disfigured.

We also saw an informal market strung along a railway track that ran alongside a track that is in regular (but thankfully not too frequent) use.

A removal van from Norwich interested us – I wonder who was moving here.

When Martyn & I got back to Fountain of Hope things hadn't got much better – Roger had started to download a new security package only to be told it would take 19 hours to complete! Chris & Jon were also struggling with various aspects. This installation is certainly going to be a learning exercise! However, in the afternoon Chris, Jon & Martyn replaced the Internet Cafe software with a different package (Cyber Cafe Pro) and found that not only did the response times improve drastically but the software also provides more functionality that will be a real help to Arthur.

Roger and I left the others at the Internet Cafe and went by taxi to the current Kumbyah school where the rest of the team were entertaining the children (around 250 to 300 of them!) before distributing the food. 

 I took a lot of photographs of the people there – looking at the photographs now it really strkes me that each of the faces has such a story to tell.

I played a vague variation of the hokey kokey with the children – they especially liked the “Woah” bit with holding hands in a circle and rushing into the middle.

We could see that rain was imminent and so walked quickly through the shanty town back to the new school where Chika was due to collect us. We were each escorted by so many children – I had at least 2 holding on to each hand, as well as the babies some of them were carrying on their backs.

Just as we got to the new school the rain started – it was really heavy and confirms that the rainy season has begun. It's a month early and is worrying people who need to plant maize – the seeds need rain to germinate, but haven't arrived yet. Chika eventually arrived with 2 smaller buses instead of the one he drives – he'd been out trying to get the clutch fixed (reverse and most of the other gears don't exist at the moment).

For us the rain had been slightly entertaining, but as we drove out of the area it was obvious how it had impacted the people in the area with huge puddles outside the houses and the ditches already full to overflowing – I saw a child wallowing in one of them.

Sponsor a vacuum cleaner?

The Rewired team has been so aware of the dust and grit flying around, concerned about what it will do to the kit we are installing - it's the one thing we didn't think about when preparing for the trip!

So today I'm going shopping for a vacuum cleaner that we can leave at Fountain of Hope where there are 2 rooms with PCs in - the classroom and the Internet Cafe.

I'm hoping to find a cylinder bagless one something like one of these but the prices here in Zambia are likely to be three times the price of the ones in the UK - eek!! I'll be looking first at reconditioned ones, which will be a little bit less expensive, but still a big chunk out of our budget.

So if you'd like to help pay for this we'd really appreciate it and you can help make a big difference out here - the easiest way is to go to my justgiving page.

Tuesday again

Back to Fountain of Hope today, hoping that the Internet connection would be done in the morning, but actually it became the afternoon. Meanwhile the Rewired team got 9 laptops ready for a couple of schools that we will be visiting later this week. The Internet Cafe was being gloss painted around us, so it was rather smelly. Back in the classroom a teacher put a memory stick into a desktop and completely infected it, so we decided to reduce the risk of this happening to all the other PCs it would be best to disable the USB ports (apart from the mouse & keyboard, of course).

The drive back to Chamba Valley for lunch was punctuated by stops at traffic lights where we were offered all sorts of things: the usual mobile top-ups and football caps/tops, but also a couple of mallard ducks, one under each arm of the seller – he offered them to us at 350,000 kwacha - £50 each, most definitely mizungu (white man) price!

This afternoon we visited a Vocational Training Centre (run by the Evangelical Church in Zambia) where they provide training for young people in carpentry, tailoring and knitting (with machines). 

 I was touched by the desperation of the young women who start the Tailoring course but then find it hard to find the fees for the 3 or 6 month courses, or even for the exam fees at the end. The Centre allows such women to complete the course and repay their fees when they begin to earn, and this is something that I'd like to support somehow.

As I'm writing, we're seeing the end of a thunder storm and heavy rain – it is hard to think what the conditions will be like for those in the shanty towns or even the boys on the streets.

Monday

Today we headed off to Soweto Market (the one in Lusaka, not the South African one!) where we met Vasko, Kennie and Vinnnie from Fountain of Hope so they could take us around the market and bus station to meet boys who live on the street.

To get into the market area we drove through an area where bales of second-hand clothes were being sold to people who would then split the bale and either sell on to specialist traders (jeans for example, or belts, or bags, or...) or sell them on themselves. It was good to see what happens to the left-overs from the charity shops, or what goes into the bags that come through the letter box.

The walk to meet the boys was more eye opening than I thought it would be – the first by we came across was flat out and oblivious in the shell of a car, obviously knocked out by the effect of stikka (a by product of benzene) which numbs them to their hunger and to the cold and to the general desperation of their situation. Gradually we met more and more boys – it really made me wonder how often I've wandered around similar markets and simply not noticed these boys – they were invisible to me. But nott this time: The place was teeming with them – many (most?) were sniffing the stikka from rags, rolled up hats or empty soda bottles. The idea of us visiting the area in the morning was that they wouldn't be too high and out of it, but many of them were already out of reason. The team had an opportunity to chat with the boys and remind them of Fountain of Hope and the food, shelter and accommodation it has to offer. I spent most of my time keeping an eye on those in the team who wandered off away from the group that they'd been put into. Vasko accepted the offer of some sheema that a group of boys were cooking, but immediately regretted it because it was off, and the tomatoes in it were rancid, and it took him straight back to when he too was on the streets. No wonder he is so well respected by the boys and by the gangs there. I was privileged to be in Geoff's group, led by Abe, because both of them were able to provide a much deeper insight into the whole situation. Eventually we made our way into the bus station where Geoff was confident we'd probably find Jubilee who had lost a leg in an incident with a car a couple of years ago. His wooden crutches were falling to pieces and I was very glad to be able to give him the ones that I had used when I had my ankle operated on – they are a different design so hopefully he'll be able to get used to them. It was not possible to be sure I'd set them at the correct length because he was so high that he was shaking. The camaraderie of his companions really struck me – they were making sure he was being looked after.

Fountain of Hope felt like an absolute refuge when we arrived there – all the space and the calm of the place, and the contentedness of the children. After a debriefing and lunch we began work: Rewired on finishing setting up the PCs in the cabin/shipping container that has been declared the IT classroom

Some of the rest of the team to de-cockroaching the kitchen and scrubbing it clean before putting an initial coat of paint on it. Others went to investigate cookers, and yet more carried on decorating the Internet Cafe.

I revisited Fydes (pronounced Feedez) in the clinic to let her know about the donation from two ladies at Romsey Abbey – she was so delighted because this is a step close to her vision of a neonatal clinic as well as what she is able to provide the boys and the local community.

During the evening we were visited by Amos and Katie who introduced us to the work they have set up with Kumbyah – this is a school for around 350 children in a tiny building and a feeding programme that provides a basic meal to around 400 children every day, some from the school but others who are just around; we visit them on Wednesday to help them when they distribute the food.

Sunday

At last! I can post on the day it's supposed to be for!

Today I discovered that the sound of crickets that I thought I was hearing during the day was actually being caused by the electric wires that cross between a pole in the centre of the cottages to each one – as the power usage rises and falls so does the sound of the crickets.

However, all the other wildlife is real – the giant cricket and the toad/frog that joined us at dinner a couple of nights ago, the beautifully coloured butterflies on the verbena hedge outside each cottage, and today some pretty little steely-blue butterflies.

This morning we joined the local church for their morning worship – we were there for the last 3 hours of their service – I don't know when it began, but it was in full swing when we arrived. Their singing was lovely – harmonies and at full volume, quite a contrast to when the team sang some songs for them. I was struck at how smart and clean everyone was, considering the conditions in which they live; I didn't recognise some people who I had met before. At the end of the service, as each person left and shook hands with a row of people they joined the end of that row to greet the people leaving after them, which meant that we shook hands with everyone (about 170 people).

This afternoon we had free time, and I had a very welcome time at the swimming pool, cooling off and getting a little bit of exercise too.

The following photos give an idea of where I am staying and what the team looks like – if you look at Google Earth you can find Chamba Valley and also Kaunda Square community.

This evening we had a very generous bbq, followed by a showing of “Africa United” - a film about a group of children who make their way from Rwanda to South Africa for the World Cup.

Back to work tomorrow at Fountain of Hope.

Saturday

What a contrast today has been! It's the weekend so no PC installations (or building work for the others) but instead we visited a large craft fair in the grounds of the Dutch Reformed Church. As well as a multitude of people selling their crafts people were selling vegetables, flowers and there were stalls selling food and drink. Much haggling went on and I came away with some bargains - I have to admit that Mannie (the pastor's son) helped me so I'll make sure he benefits from the savings that he made for me today so he can get more books for college.

After lunch we had free time, and while some people stayed at the base to chill out the rest of us visited a modern shopping mall (a South African enterprise) to chill out in the air conditioning (it's around 35 degrees in the shade)! Some people stocked up on chocolate and biscuits, and the rest of us had a relaxing coffee and cake (not that we could have been hungry!).

The visit to the mall really showed the contrasts that are here in Zambia – only about 10% of the population can afford to shop somewhere like that, and a lot of the people who I saw/heard were obviously not Zambian (Japanese, Indian, Zimbabwean, South African, American, and of course us). One sight reminded me of a shot in Slumdog Millionaire – a handfull of very scruffy, dusty boys were standing in the Mall at the foot of the escalator. They weren't there for very long, and I wondered where they had come from (maybe they didn't really come from anywhere in particular if they are living on the street) and how they were moved on; I'll never know.

The evening finished with a splendid sunset!

Friday

As we began to wake up this morning I was aware of a large number of people shouting in the road outside the compound – it didn't sound threatening or unrestful, but no-one knew what it was about.

This morning the Rewired team was working in Kiine School – the building team helped carry the equipment from the cottages where we are staying to the classroom prepared for the IT suite, and we were soon setting up the PCs.

It didn't take us long before we were installing software, and we completed in about an hour.

We had frequent visitors from children as they changed classes, and also from Cosmas. It was clear how excited they all are about this new facility and how important it will be for them. 

 Unfortunately the security wasn't quite good enough, so at the end of the day we made a return visit to dismantle the kit and bring it back. At least the software has been installed now and all we'll need to do is put the kit back together again, hopefully before we leave.

After lunch we drove over to Gripse which is a very poor area with high numbers of people with AIDS/HIV and who the Home Care project are supporting with visits (to make sure medication is being taken) and food, and anything else that they can identify will make life easier for them. They are supporting between 30 and 40 family units, most of whom are extended families with adults caring for nephews and nieces whose parents have now died.

With one carer and 3 others from this team we first visited Susannah who lives in a mud brick house about 3x3m, with a corrugated tin roof, with her 2 surviving children (a third died before he was a year old). Susannah is HIV positive and doing well on the medicine. She showed us photos of her family, and I gave her some post cards showing my part of England, as well as some Yorkshire snow. She is remarkably optimistic and hopes to be able to set up as a small trader once she gets enough money to fund her initial supplies.

Our second visit was to Martin who lives in a house not much larger than Susannah's. This belongs to his sister who he lives with, along with 8 others. It is hard to imagine where they all sleep, or how their meals get cooked. Again, he is HIV positive and doing well on the medicine. He sometimes gets work as a garden labourer, but this has dried up. He wasn't sure if he'd be able to come & collect food later in the afternoon because his bike is broken, so Pete had a look at the bike and identified the problem and how Martin could fix it without taking it to an expensive repair place.

While we waited for the others I watched life going on around us while Penny from the Mission Direct in-country team gave some more background. It is a desperately poor area, and many of these people go to bed hungry. Most of the adults are caring for the children of their own brothers and sisters now that they have died. Some of the women who are looking after us back at our base live in this community, and the income makes a huge difference to them, although at least one of them has sponsorship for a child to go to school, which indicates things aren't completely good for her. Most of the children go to either of the 2 local schools, including Kiine which is a lengthy walk away.

 

Later in the afternoon we shared in the distribution of food at the church to the people that Home Care is supporting. The biggest challenge I could see was getting the 25kg bags of mealy meal back home - one woman had a wheelbarrow, most carried it on their head, and some dragged it home. None of this is ideal for someone who is sick.

All of what I saw this afternoon was thought provoking – I think the main thought is the importance of education and the other benefits that the children get from their schools, and I feel privileged to be helping the schools provide this.

The day ended with a “pub quiz” using questions that Laurie had sent me – the winning team got prizes of a bar each of Cadbury's Dairy Milk Chocolate.


Afterwards I had an attempt at photographing the moon - it's new, lying on its back and there was earthshine on it. I regretted not bringing my taller tripod, but I decided that this time the trip had a different emphasis.

Thursday

Today began with a bird glug-glugging in the distance – I remember hearing it in Kenya, and still have no idea what it was.

After devotions in the shade of some trees in the compound, and then breakfast (porridge again to keep the builders going until lunch time – I had bran flakes to keep me going...) we all headed off in the minibus, first to Garden Hill School where the building team spent the morning for a Zambian version of rendering (more like splatting on the walls) and where we were all greeted by some very excited children (“Uncle Geoff!! Uncle Geoff!!! Uncle Geoff!!!”) and I was taken over by a swarm of them who all clamoured for me to take their photos so they could see themselves on the camera. 

The Rewired team then went on to Crown of Life School where we were met by the amazing Dorothy and her daughter Deborah – Dorothy set up the school 10 years ago for local orphaned and vulnerable children, with a vision of something much bigger. 

With a lot of help from Christchurch St Albans and some from Mission Direct Dorothy is beginning to see her vision come alive – she now has a block of 3 classrooms and some toilets, and another block of 3 classrooms and a PC room that is almost completed – apparently it wasn't there 3 months ago, so some serious building work has been going on! By the time we had been greeted and introduced to the children and staff we had around 45 minutes left to get the 6 laptops ready to hand over to the school – we just about did it by the time the bus came to collect us, although we did need a few extra minutes. 

 The Rewired team have really become very productive – we have each found our own niche and get on with the job. I've created a checklist to help with the work in the next schools, and to use on future trips – it can be updated as we go along and find more things to add to it. I've been trying to print it off on a printer that we've got for the Internet Cafe, but it doesn't work on any of the laptops that we've got here – hopefully it will work on a desktop because that's what they've got at the Internet Cafe.

 After lunch Cosmas (the director of Kiine School) came to talk to us about the child sponsorship scheme that is run through International Needs – for less than the cost of a pub meal each month a child can be supported through their schooling – books, uniform, and sometimes breakfast. I had a look through the details of the children seeking sponsorship but in the end asked Cosmas to find me someone particular – he is sure he can find me that girl. Actually, since then someone else looking through the details found Ruth who is exactly the child I was hoping to find so I'll ask Cosmas if I can support her.

We then wandered over to the church near the school to hear about the Home Care scheme that is run by this church, to support sick people in the nearby Kaunda Square community, mostly with HIV/AIDS. This introduction was to prepare us for our visit tomorrow with the Carers to some of the people they are caring for. The Home Care scheme provides these people with basics such as shima (a basic that every Zambian meal has to have – a bit like very fine couscous), medicine and emotional and spiritual support and encouragement.

Afterwards Barbara and Benson showed us the chickens that their son Emmanuel are rearing and selling to fund his way through college – this is a very popular way of generating income and Fountain of Hope are also hoping to do this. They buy in 250 day-old chicks and put them under UV lamps and give them care, food & water, and after a few weeks they are ready to sell on and new chicks can be brought in to continue the cycle.

Finally, after a bit of a hectic day we had some free time, although Rewired had a brief discussion on how we improve our process (not much change needed) and I went for a lovely swim in the cold swimming pool – so welcome at the end of a very hot day. There is a huge frangipani tree hanging over the pool and the air smells delicious at the end of a hot day. 

Before dinner the Bishop of Lusaka (Bishop Paul) came to tell us about Zambia, especially the potential implications of the recent elections and change of president. His very strong sense of social justice came through. Pastor Benson & his wife Barbara shared dinner with us, and I was glad to be on the same table as them so we could hear more about the work of their church – when talk came around to UK politics I decided it was time to make a skype call!

We've had a very brief lightening storm and a little bit of rain – enough to freshen the air and hopefully not too much to make life miserable for anyone on the streets or in the shanty towns tonight.

Wednesday

Today the rewired team returned to Fountain of Hope to carry on installing the Internet Cafe and begin putting desktops into a classroom. We had constant visits to the Internet Cafe from boys asking if they could try it out, but it's not connected yet so they'll have to wait, probably until Monday – they are so looking forward to this. I've put a web cam onto one of the PCs and will put Skype onto that as soon as I can get onto the internet.

On the way back one of the team bought sunglasses at the traffic lights, paying just as the lights turned green and our minibus was pulling away – Oakeys for around £4.50 instead of the £50 ticket seen in UK high street shops – bargain!

After lunch Pastor Benson came to talk to us about how the church is using the Jesus film as outreach – this team will be taking part in one of the showings with some of the team sharing their stories during it.

We then had free time so I investigated the swimming pool, which is an unexpected luxury which was deliciously welcome because it's become rather warm (probably high 80s).

Later in the afternoon the whole team went over to Fountain of Hope where we were made very welcome by the boys (and some girls too) and team members – the leading lights of this place are Vasko, Kenny and Vincent who have such huge hearts for these children, and such patience – sometimes the children return to their old ways, but they are still cared for year after year. Vasko himself came from the streets – he has no idea when he was born so has to guess at his age. During our visit it was so evident how much love, nurturing, stability and confidence the team gives to the children.

We were shown around the complex (including a splendid art room and library that have been styled as typical African round houses). The tour included a visit to the vegetable garden and the kitchen, which was really clean but lacking in a cooker (they cook outside over an open fire, either with charcoal (when available) or plastic bottles (when charcoal isn't available). 

 (this is Vasko in the vegetable garden)

We also paid a visit to the clinic, run by Fida who is a lovely warm motherly lady and who holds clinics for the Fountain of Hope children, other street children, and under-5s in the community. Her dream is to be able to hold anti-natal and post-natal clinics, and although she has a room that can be used for this it still needs a treatment bench and a foetoscope (if that is how it is spelt!). I was given a very generous donation by 2 ladies (retired nurses) from Romsey Abbey, and I feel this is the right place to take that donation – I can imagine them in that clinic with Fida.

After a while we went into the library round house and sat in a circle in a specially made sunken area – a child sat in between the visitors, so we were alternating, and then we took it in turns to say our name, where we are from, our age (ahem) and what we want to do when we are grown up – everyone then gave a “kilo” (a bit like hip hip hurray, but with a special call and action at the end, which varied from person to person – my call was honey because I said I'd like to keep bees & hens when I grow up (if that is a gauge of when I grow up I suspect I'll never grow up! But it's good to have a dream). We then had time to play with the children. I was so hoping that I wouldn't have to play football or basketball, and was relieved when a little girl called Sandra took me under her wing. We played pat-a-cake and some strange game involving gravel and bottle tops, and I taught her noughts and crosses in the dust.

We got called back into the library again where the children (and then us!!) were called into the circle to recall a memory verse with it's meaning, with (of course) a “kilo” for each person. Then it was dinner time, sharing with the children in the dining hall. An older boy came to sit next to me – he had only been at Fountain of Hope for 4 days, having come there from another town to take himself away from the spiral of nightclubs and parties that were distracting him from his studies. We chatted about the political situation (especially Greece & Euros), the recent elections, and his hopes to become a musician and writer – he especially wants to focus on political raps. After dinner all the children lined up outside along our way to the minibus, and shook our hands or hugged us as they bid us good bye and God bless – on our journey home we had plenty to talk about, including thoughts of improving the kitchen area while we are here as an extra gift to Fountain of Hope.

The place is astonishing and has some awesome leaders who provide a father figure to the boys - and hope.

Tuesday already!

The morning started early, listening to the day waking up around us - birds twittering, people beginning their day.

The Rewired team set off in the minibus for Fountains Of Hope at around the same time that the building team left for Kiine school where they were painting a couple of classrooms (including one which we'll be installing PCs into). The journey to FoH took us through the centre of Lusaka along good roads, past the court of judiciary where the new president was sworn in last week. At traffic lights men tried to sell us sunglasses, Zambia football shirts, news papers and SIM cards.

FoH is a centre supporting boys who live on the street – they have a school, clinic, and activities at the centre to support and build these boys, and outreach teams who go out to support the boys where they are. The Rewired team is installing an Internet Cafe which will generate revenue that is desperately needed for their work, as well as provide a computer facility for the boys and internet access for the wider community. This evening 3 of the FoH workers came to talk to the whole team about their work, and they were so incredibly excited about the Internet Cafe and so incredibly grateful for what they are being provided with. For me this has already made the whole trip worthwhile. So we arrived at FoH and were shown into the room where we would be working – all of us had a “wow” moment when we saw the booths that have been made by the boys, under the instruction of Colin from the 2011 main Mission Direct team – they are perfect – a large square table with 8 separate booths. 

We quickly started to unpack the PCs and set them up, and I began to tidy up the desktops and make sure they are easy to navigate and standard. It quickly became clear that our team is just such a perfect mix – we have Martyn who is the visionary and without whom this simply wouldn't happen. I am very much a details person and a coordinator at heart, Roger has made some very good suggestions on using the D: drive, Chris gets on and does things, and Jon is having fun trying the educational software and making sure we cut no corners. Every now and then boys came in and made sure we were working hard, and before we left we had a visit from a member of staff who had a go. This was just part one – we don't yet have the hub so we'll be returning soon to complete setting up the internet cafe software, which I am intrigued to see – we are considering 2 options so it'll give me a chance to have a look at what each offers.

What a contrast this afternoon has been – first we visited House of Moses, which is a rescue centre for abandoned and vulnerable babies, from brand new to 18 months old. After a presentation we were split into 2 groups; my group spent time first with the older babies, from around 6 or 8 months, playing with them, feeding them and cuddling them... oh, and being pee-ed and poohed on, but it was delightful. I first fed and cuddled a lovely little boy until he stretched out his arms to a lovely lady who is one of the team of carers, when I found a little girl to cuddle and play with, and later the boy came back to me. I didn't want to move on when the time came to go upstairs to the tiny babies, so I stayed until I could hand over the cuddling to someone else from the team who had been with the tinies. Upstairs one of our team gave me Mary to cuddle, saying she was a wriggler – that baby is such a dancer!! She loves being jiggled and is so active and attentive to her surroundings, so I spent my time dancing with her. Everyone on the team enjoyed our visit, the men as much as the women. House of Moses is an incredible place, run by amazing people – they really care for each baby as individuals and give them such huge respect. Each baby was dressed immaculately (and in the right colour too!) and were very settled with the loving care of the team. Unfortunately, with each nursery having a team of 4 or 5 carers and 15 babies (current numbers – the capacity is higher) the care and love has to be spread out widely.

Our second visit was to Bill & Bette Bryant's, which is where the babies “graduate” if they haven't been placed with family or adopted by 18 months. To be honest, I was emotionally drained by the time we got there and wasn't looking forward to this visit. But I found a little girl (Blessing with a twin brother whose Zambian name also means blessing) who wasn't responding or playing – she has only just “graduated” and seemed not to have grown accustomed to her new surroundings yet. I do like a challenge, so stuck with her trying to get her interested in a few toys around her. Eventually she would let me pick her up.... and clung to me so tightly I think I could have let go and wouldn't have dropped her. After a long time of wandering around the garden (watching 2 of the men giving rides to children in 2 supermarket trollies cunningly set up with ride-in cars at the front – at times getting quite manic!), cuddling and whispering into her ear I sat down with her and began to play “this little piggy” with her toes until she began to relax and stopped clinging to me. By the time we had to leave I was able to leave her happily playing with the toys around her.

But this visit caused me so many questions – with so many short visits by strangers what does the continual separation do to these babies? To balance that, they do get the extra cuddles and attention that the staff simply don't have time to give (although they definitely have the love and care for them), and the staff get encouragement from the fact that people are willing to take time out to visit them. I could easily spend the rest of this holiday at both of these homes.

So if I was feeling emotionally drained after the first visit, you can imagine how I felt after the second, and I was not on my own - it was a subdued team who walked to the bus for the return journey.

This evening we had an interesting session for reflections on all the visits that we have made so far. One of the team grew up in Nigeria on the edge of a shanty town and shared her experiences of that time, which was so useful. The visits have, unsurprisingly, given each of us a lot to think about.

Last minute update – someone suggested a pub quiz and as I have the one that Laurie & I did at the Hyde Tavern I've offered that.