Christmas 2005 News

All this year Mike has continued to work as the 'Operations Director' for World Outreach, a job that he enjoys but spends too much time doing. The problem is that he is always thinking of better ways to do things, and so the job expands to overfill available time. He is trying to get a final grip on things as the paint drops off the house, and the garden continues to grow even when it isn't attended to.

In February, normally a quieter time for the UK office, Mike and Janet went to Thailand to see some of the World Outreach projects.

We began in Bangkok meeting up with Patricia Green the founder of Rahab Ministries who operate among prostitutes in Patpong, the red-light district of Bangkok. By daytime the area looked innocuous, but in the late afternoon as the stalls come out onto the street in readiness for the night market, we no longer wanted to be in the area.

We also visited the Good News team who, working from a three-floor townhouse in as suburb of Bangkok, run a bible correspondence course for 100,000 Buddhist Thai schoolchildren. They publish their own material and also go into schools all around the country taking assemblies, and placing Christian literature in school libraries. They have also worked among children affected by the tsunami, encouraging them to play and to laugh again.

From Bangkok we travelled to Chiang Mae in the north-west of the country. Chiang Mae is home to the largest concentration of Christian missionaries in Asia, because of it's proximity to Burma, Cambodia, Laos and, of course, China.

From there we visited two Children's Hostels for hill tribes run by World Outreach, one in Doi Sacket, and one in Mae Chaem where we happened on the annual festival and enjoyed the flower-covered floats as they came through the town, with youngsters playing all kinds of instruments, and dressed in traditional tribal costumes.

We also met up with the Brellenthins who run another Children’s' Home in Chiang Mai, and the McKnight’s who also live there.

Our last few days we spent down at Hua Hin at the Juniper Tree, a rest house for missionaries in need of recuperation. Unfortunately, by that time, we were both under the weather and couldn't wait to catch the flight home.

During our time in Thailand we were very impressed with the quality and dedication of the missionaries we spent time with and the quality of the job that thy were doing.

At Easter, we joined our church at Moorlands Bible College near Bournemouth for our traditional Easter house-party, a time of exercise in the New Forest, visiting National Trust piles, and eating well. About half our party were from overseas and we had an excellent time.

In June we collected Ben from Coventry at the end of his first year studying German and French and playing computer games. By general consensus it was agreed to call it quits and Ben began an intensive process of job hunting. He was told everywhere he looked that they needed someone with experience - at least not the experience that he had, so it was with considerable relief that he finally landed a job in a call-centre in central Reading answering the phone to elderly people who were interested in the 'Stay Warm' scheme to cap the cost of their electricity and gas supply. He has stuck this humble pursuit and won a number of rewards for good results.

In August we made our annual pilgrimage to Devon to participate in the conference that is held in the grounds of Rora House each year. Mike was particularly encouraged to follow through on a series of creationist talks by Arthur Jones, and, having now read more widely rejoices in believing that the account of creation in Genesis is literal and that the days were days as we know them now. A great weight has slipped from his mind and a quantity of other biblical truth is also beginning to slot into place.

At the end of August, Mike had his 60th birthday, a time to reflect on the goodness of God over the years, and to seek to ensure that whatever time is left should be lived to His glory.

Tim continues to work in Basingstoke at Computer 2000 which buys computer parts and software from manufacturers and sells on a low margin to the likes of PC World and E-Buyer. He normally leaves the house at 7am and doesn't return until 7pm, so it's a long day, and he works hard. Mike asked him one evening if he was undervalued, and he replied that he would work hard whether they paid him well or not. A good attitude we think.

Christmas 2004 News

We didn’t manage to write a newsletter last year because there never seemed to be time. So we need to cover two years in this one.

You’ll remember that we lived in Malawi from January 1993 until January 1995, working as missionaries under the cover of World Outreach, an international mission recommended to us by Keith and Christine Kelly. Back in the UK, in 2001 Mike was invited to become a trustee of World Outreach, and in 2003 the trustees decided to completely regenerate the UK operation.

At the beginning of 2003, Mike was continuing his self-employed work, fixing customer's computers, and teaching secondary school maths as a private tutor, but felt to offer his services to World Outreach to set up the new administration that the UK branch of the mission required. So in June 2003, Mike visited the international World Outreach office in Singapore, and national offices in Brisbane and Auckland to learn the ropes. He then set up shop in a chalet in the garden, complete with telephones and broadband, evaluating office software and importing the donor list.

From September 2003 he became Operations Director to World Outreach in the UK, responding to letters and donations, emailing missionaries, writing new software to interface with the database, and all the 101 tasks that needed doing. Intended to be a 3-day-a-week job, it kept Mike going all the time including evenings and weekends.

Meanwhile at the end of August 2003, Janet stopped working as a Practice Nurse for the Christian GP Practice in Lower Earley. She had continued her research into producing greetings cards, visiting trade fairs from time to time, and keeping up with craft magazines and new materials. She developed beautiful designs - Mike was amazed by her talents in this direction - and sold a few cards, but knew that the whole thing could not take off without a lot more input from Mike in producing a website from which to sell the cards. ‘Mary J Cards’ was started to secure income because Mike felt that tutoring and PC repair would not provide enough to live on.

Janet also became involved with an outreach to overseas ladies every Tuesday morning that alternated bible study and craft or cooking, and she sought to be a friend to these ladies.

In February 2004, responding to a kind invitation from the Sheats family in Florida, we visited all around West Palm Beach. Hiring a car we were able to visit Janet’s aunt Kate and cousin Simon, Cape Canaveral Space Centre, numerous shopping malls and eateries, and sample the obligatory Ben and Jerry’s ice-creams. The whole Sheats family could not have been more kind.

In May we enjoyed a short break with Peter and Jane Richards in Cornwall, visiting around the Lost Gardens of Heligan and the Eden Project.

In August we relaxed for a few days of spiritual refreshment at Summer Conference at Rora House in Devon.

In November we travelled up to Scotland, visiting our old stamping ground of Edinburgh on the east and Glasgow and Auchenheath on the west, with a visit to the Myerscough cottage under construction in Aberfeldy. It was great to stay with Alec and Angela Workman in Carluke, and to visit all our other friends of long-standing.

Tim completed his three years at Keele University in Staffordshire with an English and Economics degree, and eventually moved into a job with Computer 2000 in Basingstoke where he sells PCs and PC supplies to the likes of PC World, Dixons, Staples, Comet, etc. He is very motivated by the work leaving the house at 7am and not returning until 7pm.

Ben spent a gap year working as a lifeguard at the Loddon Valley Leisure Centre a mile away, and from October has been settling in to the Coventry Business School, Coventry University to study German and French. In February he went to Tanzania while we were away.

Kik, our Japanese friend continued to stay with us for the fourth year. We enjoy her company very much.

Whiteknights International Church continues to prosper and grow slowly, and Sunday evening meetings still attract overseas students from the university, some of whom are responding to the gospel.

We’re all getting older – Mike is now 59 – and we are starting to ask the question: Where do we go from here?

We have just booked flights to visit World Outreach missionaries and other friends in Thailand in February 2005, and we remain open to the possibility of new horizons. The Lord holds our future in His hands and will lead us on. Of that we are sure.

Christmas 2002 News

The time has come around again in writing to one other to share what has been going on during the last year. At this time last year, our annual newsletter was written, and printed in colour, but was never circulated. We can’t remember why, except that each year seems to be busier than preceding years whatever we do to reduce non-essential activities. Having decided that friends like to get news rather than a few words in a card, this year we have again sent out very few cards, and only to family members.

Tim is still at Keele University studying English and Economics. The English he finds relatively easy, but perhaps that is because it comes very naturally to him, but the Economics is requiring some steady hard work. He’s enjoying being a student, but we can see that he doesn’t enjoy being under pressure to perform. He continues to be very sporty, playing football regularly and going to the gym. During the summer he supplemented his income by working nights at our local ASDA, an experience he didn’t enjoy, but stuck to with his usual perseverance.

 

Ben is in the second year Sixth form at Reading Blue Coat School taking French, German and Economics at A level. Moving into a new school for sixth form has not been easy, but Ben has adjusted and his teachers are generally pleased with him. He has a conditional place at University, but we are by no means convinced that University would be the right choice for him because although he is very bright, he is not academic, and some other way forward may be better for him. At a time that the government is moving towards 50% of young people going to University, we are aware that the failure rate is about 23% with 17% dropping out of higher education altogether. Ben keeps himself in necessities with a paper round.

 

In the middle of March, Mike was made redundant from Hogg Robinson, where he worked as a database programmer, fallout from the September 11 World Trade Center event. Having been told by the CEO that no one would be made redundant, this came as a surprise, but was welcomed eventually as an opportunity to change direction.

 

Easter was at the end of March, and the family joined Whiteknights International Church (with whom we worship) at Moorlands Bible College for a long weekend away with some of the international students who join us on Sunday evenings. The college is close to Bournemouth, set in delightful grounds, and has a well-appointed sports hall, so there was always something for everyone to do. Tim joined us from Keele, and we all enjoyed the few days away, Mike walking in the New Forest and Janet enjoying gentler walks up Hengistbury Head on the coast. The weather was pleasant too.

In the middle of April, Mike celebrated his unexpected liberation with a week in Portugal visiting Peter and Jane Richards who work as language school teachers/missionaries in the areas around Mondim de Basto where they live. He very much enjoyed the time (spent moving from restaurant to restaurant - please don’t get the wrong idea), and commented (continuously) on the similarity between modern Portuguese architecture and what he had seen in central Africa where there is a strong Portuguese influence. Janet had to stay at home because Ben was taking A/S levels during May and June.

 

At the start of July, Ben went on German exchange to the northern Black Forest for two weeks, sampling youth hostelling, visiting Bodensee, working in a kindergarten, and attending a German school along with Lotte and Eva his exchange partners. Ben’s German improved rapidly during this time because we had made a pact with Lotte’s parents, Sebastian and Rita, that they would feign ignorance of English during this time. Originally, Ben had been partnered with Lotte, and one of Ben’s school friends had been partnered with Eva. However Eva’s partner dropped out, and Lotte had written to us (in excellent English) suggesting that Eva, who had not been to the UK before, should take her place. We felt that Lotte had been so kind in offering to drop out, that we should invite them both to come the UK, although Lotte would remain Ben’s official partner. This arrangement seemed to work well.

 

While Ben was away, his parents exploited their unusual freedom by going away to ‘little England beyond Wales’ where friends offered the use of a holiday cottage in a place called Marloes, southwest of Haverfordwest in Pembrokeshire. This was the second visit to this delightful area where we felt very much at home, and although the weather was unpleasant in most of the UK at this time, Mike and Janet enjoyed lazy days on the sandy beach and visits to sundry craft shops scattered in towns around. They did not repeat the horse-riding they had tried last time they were there when Mike had suffered extreme chafing on his legs and Janet had not been able to get off the horse (dismount is the technical term) at the end of the ride. Neither did they repeat their inability to get round a 9-hole golf course in less than two days.

 

At the start of August, Mike and Janet went to Summer Conference at Rora House in Devon for a few days, staying in an American tent, similar to a poly tunnel. The tent appealed to them because it had been designed for full-size Americans rather than the midget Europeans most tents are built for. As an example, the family car could have been parked inside the tent (but not with inner tents in place) and not be noticed by passers-by. The conference was enjoyable and valuable, as well as being an opportunity to renew friendship with many people.

 

During the summer, plans to erect a summerhouse in the garden changed somewhat, and with the help of skilled friends and an extended period of dry weather, a high specification chalet (insulated, decorated, carpet, power) at the top of the garden now houses desk, filing cabinets and a computer with broadband connection and all Mike’s books. This was a major physical effort, and Mike wondered at times whether he was going to make it.

 

Near the end of August, Lotte and Eva arrived for their visit to the UK and we broke all records and visited Buckingham Palace, the Tower of London, and Windsor Castle, and even went for a couple of rides up and down the Thames on a cruise ship. It was in London that we parked the car in a most unusual car park that, at high speed, carried the car up and away in a pod, and returned it to us some hours later, on proof of ownership and £20. We enjoyed the girls’ visit and managed without anyone having to sleep in a tent in the garden.

 

Meanwhile, continued attempts to get programming employment met with failure, the bottom dropping out progressively from the employment market as corporates followed each other like sheep into stagnation. Company after company in Reading laid people off month after month and it began to appear that self-employment may be the only way forward. Mike began to advertise his services locally, offering (i) to fix computers, (ii) to give advice on buying and using them, and (iii) to provide private tuition to secondary level students in mathematics and computing. Towards the end of the year work came in dribs and drabs from agencies specialising in tutoring.

 

During September and October, Janet started seriously designing Christmas cards to sell for profit under the name Mary J Cards. It became clear to Mike that Janet had hidden talents, because the designs were without exception very saleable, and the quality was high. They visited a few craft fairs together to clarify the designs and also called on shops and garden centres to see whether they could sell them through them. In the end it became clear that they would sell best through local contacts and eventually through a website when this could be set up. Nearer Christmas, Janet turned to designing general greetings cards selling well over 100 cards within a few days. Watch this space.

 

Later in the Autumn, Janet accepted the offer of an extra morning at the surgery where she works as a nurse, and, in addition to Monday and Tuesday mornings, with a colleague, ran a blood clinic from 7am to 11am on a Wednesday morning. It proved very pressurising with a record 120 patients packed into four hours, and after four months, Janet had to abandon it on doctor’s orders.

 

In October, we heard the very sad news that Jack Kelly had died, and Mike drove up to Scotland for a few days to be present at the funeral. Jack and his wife Eileen, had been loving friends for many years, and Mike had stayed in their big house in Auchenheath near Lanark for six years, driving through to Edinburgh to work and being involved in the building of the church that met for many years in that place. The funeral provided an opportunity to join with hundreds of other friends, and Jack’s family, to remember his life, and the tremendous influence for good that he, Eileen, and their family had been for many years.

 

Throughout the year we have had the pleasure of having Kikuyo Shinohara, known to us simply as Kik, staying with us as part of our extended family. Kik has been working in Gyosei College, now renamed Witan Hall (whatever that means) by City University who have taken it over, as a teacher of English. We enjoy her company and also the dilution to a house full of males that she provides. We also benefit from numerous discussions about far-Eastern culture and all that sort of thing.

 

Churchwise we continue with our friends in Whiteknights International Church with about 28 to 45 people meeting together on a Sunday morning (someone has provided me with accurate statistics!) at Leighton Park School where we rent rooms. Whiteknights Park is the name of the University campus close by, and we have a lot of international people coming, so that’s where the name came from. At present we have representation from Russia, Korea, Japan, Venezuela and China on Sunday evening meetings so we do have an international flavour. The big thing is that there’s opportunity for input into the meetings, something you don’t get everywhere.

 

This newsletter went out by email to those ones we regard as our dearest friends. However, to keep the size down especially for people in Africa, or those who don’t have a fast modem, we included links to photographs, rather than include the photographs in the text. Our websites are undeveloped, but we hope to work on them over the next couple of months so they will improve. Mike has bought a digital camera, so current pictures of the family will be much easier to obtain.

 

In the new year, Mike hopes to develop his business with help from InBiz, a private company who provide business advice under a government initiative, but we have no doubt that “dependence on God” is what it’s all about. As we get older in the Christian life, it seems to us there are two things we need to do. The first is to hold fast to the former things: don’t allow ourselves to get ‘old’, but to hang on tight to first-love, etc. And the second thing is to learn to depend on God more and more as our own abilities decrease. You may have more insight, but it’s the way we see things appear at present.

Christmas 2000 News

The time has come, (the walrus said), to write another Christmas newsletter. I had the misfortune to read an article recently in the Times, where an opinion was aired that Christmas newsletters were typically produced by the middle classes to tell everyone 'how well Johnny is doing in the orchestra', and that 'Celia has been presented to the Queen', not to mention that 'the holiday in the Bahamas was so relaxing'. I felt sorry that the writer had such 'friends'.

The letters we receive are full of real interest, and it with joy that we open and read each one, catching up on news we can get in no other way. We're all too busy! So, if you wrote, thank you for writing! Keep up the good work! And, if you didn't, we understand.

And so to our news. But let me first explain that, in the course of the year, we've experimented with sending some updates by email. So, if you're technologically enabled (i.e. you know the frustration of a computer), you may suffer a repeat of what you've heard before. Our apologies. Unlike historians, we do not rewrite history as the whim takes us.

Building work.

During May, a company of builders did a lightning assault on our house, in four days fitting a new bathroom, basins in each bedroom, a downstairs toilet, and pouring concrete bases for a greenhouse, an office and a shed! Phew! Tim studied for 'A' levels in our caravan in the front garden while Mike worked alongside the wreckers. Janet tried to keep her eyes and nose shut (to keep out the dust) and kept the chuck wagon rolling.

There are still many things to finish off in the house: cupboards to put up, shelving, papering, tiling, wiring, carpeting, in addition to daily working and living. For a time, Mike felt totally unable to make progress. Is it anno Domini catching up? But the situation is improving.

Tim's peregrinations.

In June, Tim (18) achieved sufficient grades to do English and Economics at a good University, but decided to have a gap year. He was taken on as a partner by the John Lewis store in Reading in September, and has been working very hard in the gift food department to earn money for a computer, and to prepare for university.

Ben's deliberations.

Ben (16) seems to have a gift for languages, and has done well in German and French at school. He's already been looking at Universities although he still has to take GCSEs. He has started a 12-hour a week job at ASDA superstore to finance strawberry laces and a projected visit to Tanzania.

A car accident.

At the start of August, travelling late at night in our Renault 21 with a caravan on tow, we had to swerve violently to avoid an articulated lorry that came out at speed into our path. Although we jack-knifed, by the grace of God rather than Mike's skill, the car ended up on the edge of the road with the caravan still attached. The vehicles were still upright, and although Ben had a scratch, we were otherwise unhurt. Tim had not been travelling with us. The vehicles were beyond economic repair. We were able to use our week-old cell-phone to call up the police and Automobile Association who sent out relay trucks. In a couple of hours all the mess was cleared up, and we were on our way home by chauffeur.

The next day, very compassionate friends, hearing of our accident, towed their own caravan to where we had intended to holiday, collecting it again after a week. So we had a week's break, but not quite as we had planned!

A replacement car.

We were able to replace the Renault with a Toyota Carina, which we are enjoying, money from a company merger unexpectedly arriving when we needed it. Amazing timing! But we failed to remove the removeable front of the CD player one evening when the car was parked in a dark spot. Although the thief did not get into the car, he left us with a large repair bill.

A new job for Mike?

Mike had been looking around for another computing job for some months, but younger management assumes that 55 implies obsolescence. But he is quite clear the new job will come at the right time. Meantime he plugs away, grateful for the job he has.

Janet presses on.

Janet continues to work for two mornings a week at the local Christian medical practice. She enjoys the contact and stimulation, but with the lads fast growing up, demands on her increase all the time.

For one reason or another, We have taken no real break of any length together for a number of years, and we probably need to make a real effort this coming year to correct the situation.

Church commitment.

We continue with a local fellowship, meeting on a Sunday when God habitually speaks through one and another, and where we also find warm friendship. On a Sunday evening we normally go to a Christian meeting for overseas students who mainly attend the University. We have enjoyed contact with families from China, Taiwan, South Korea, Japan, Mexico and other places. We cannot tell how much they understand, but we know they enjoy coming.

God continues to be faithful to us through the pressures of life. We are amazed at all the things that happen.

Christmas 1999 News

At this time of year our thoughts turn especially to our family and friends scattered throughout the world. Newsletters have been arriving at a steady trickle and we enjoy reading them so much! It's so good to hear what is happening to those we love.

Our year seems to have been "more of the same thing"! We're very happy with our situation in Reading: a pleasant and warm house, a stable environment for the boys and ourselves, a good employment market, good friends and neighbours, a slowly-expanding church scene, and warmer weather than many places in the UK!

Tim, now 17, is now in the second year of his A-level course and will leave school in June next year. He has applied for a place at University majoring in English, but deferring entry until October 2001. We see him increasingly coming to terms with the need for hard work as his exams draw closer. On Saturday mornings he plays football enthusiastically and well with friends of long-standing from the church we used to attend, and plays many other sports regularly at other times. Computer games still feature in his interests and more recently he's begun to make use of the internet at home as well as at school. Tim has recently signed up to work at ASDA supermarket on the checkouts on Saturdays from 1 till 9pm. This will be the fifth run of part-time employment he has undertaken and we're sure it will be beneficial.

Ben, now 15, and at 5'10" as tall as Tim, has begun his GCSE course at school. His interest in sports is more 'observational' than Tim, and altogether he is much less 'physical' in his interests. He does a paper round every week, which meets his small financial needs. We know that if we told him that we intended to return to Africa, he would go like a shot, something Tim would not.

Janet continues to work as a nurse at the local Christian surgery for 12 hours a week spread over 3 mornings. She is well-received and continues to enjoy the stimulation and interest of the work. More recently she's tried her hand at selling Avon cosmetic products to households locally. It's something she's always wanted to try, and she feels that it will be interesting to do it for a while.

Mike has completed over a year within the Information Services section of Hogg Robinson who sell healthcare and travel services to large corporations. His job involves sorting out problems with big databases as well as writing enhancements. Although his associates are friendly, as he gets older, he finds more difficulty in remembering the enormous detail and therefore is considering the way ahead.

In April, in response to the difficulty of finding holidays to suit the whole family, we decided to experiment by buying a second-hand caravan, and made a couple of excursions, one to the beautiful Thames Valley, quite close at hand, and one to the New Forest. We also used it for a week at Summer Conference in Devon in August, a great success. But, because it takes us away from the home at the weekend, and Mike presently has only the Saturday to catch up with himself and do jobs around the house, there is a conflict of interests, so we may not continue with it next year. The neighbours were very encouraging when the caravan appeared, despite the desecration of our front garden by this enormous white apparition, which says something for the excellent relationship we appear to enjoy with them.

In October, Mike went to Zimbabwe for three weeks to teach at Ameva Bible School, which operates from a farm run by dear friends of long standing near Chegutu on the Harare to Bulawayo Road. He enjoyed the contact with the students greatly, and also the company of his hosts and the others who were working there. But he returned immeasurably saddened by the very high incidence of Aids among the Africans, which may wipe out a generation. He was also affected deeply by the anti-white stance of government at the present time, just one of the factors contributing to the increasing economic chaos within the country.

So, for all its boring uniformity and copious weather, the UK is not such a bad place in which to live! To come down onto truth, it is where God would have us for the present, and we have daily opportunity to live for Him, and to build the personality and lifestyle that He desires to see. Wherever we live, we can do that.

We send you all our love, and whether you're going to spend Christmas "around the tree" or "on the beach", we hope you will enjoy the celebration of the coming of Christ.

Christmas 1998 News

“The time has come,” the walrus said, to write a Christmas letter to all our friends and family around the world. “A Christmas letter?” I hear you saying, “What is the man talking about? Christmas is long gone. Perhaps it’s a little like my 50^th birthday party, which we hope to hold before I reach the age of 55. Perhaps we’ll hold a joint one when Janet gets there.

The fact is, that Christmas came, and Christmas went, and we were busy. Too busy to add to the list tasks that could be done at some quieter time. I think that we are learning (i.e. I am learning) not to take on so much. Life is given to be lived, and enjoyed where possible, not to be spent chasing the ‘next thing’. We ignored the January sales. It was very nice. Perhaps our time in Africa has done us a bit of good in reinforcing real values, that “people matter more than things”, and “Who told you that you needed this or that?”

Anyway, in a Christmas letter, one traditionally goes through the events of the past year, highlighting achievements, explaining respectfully that our children are child prodigies scaling the giddy heights of human achievement with a humility that leaves us speechless. However it’s not exactly like that; they are grossly normal, and any parent living in our culture will not need to consult a textbook to discover what that means. Let me add that we rejoice that they are normal, because, we have reason then to believe that they will grow up to be an asset to the people around them.

So, what has been going on since we last wrote to you? Mike (the guy pressing the buttons, and pouring out his eloquence via this ‘ere letta’) has given up teaching. Following an unpleasant year at university studying for a PGCE (postgrad. cert. in education), which occupied every hour he was not actually sleeping, eating, washing or dressing and culminating in the reception of a sheet of paper from the university carrying the one-liner “M.Cross – PGCE – failed”, you will remember that, putting the course behind him, he plunged into a part-time job teaching Maths at a private school, Bearwood College, near Wokingham.

The year went well, he enjoyed it, got on well with the other staff, students and parents, and received a good reference from the headmaster. 

Notwithstanding he was re-examined and failed again by the same implacable female guru from the education department of the university who had decided to fail him before. Obviously he had failed to attain the astral plane required. 

[You may be aware that there's a lot more to this story than that which meets the eye, but I will not write it here.]

A letter to the Vice-Chancellor received the anticipated reply “I don’t believe there is anything you can get us on” (paraphrase). So, with the universities' credibility seriously holed, Mike decided that the other 400,000 or so teachers in the UK would just have to struggle on as best they could without him, and he made another change in direction.

He rewrote his CV, emphasising programming skills, visited a couple of employment agencies, rewrote his CV twice more, and then, using email, circulated it to 30 agencies within 10 miles, following up with phone calls. 

At the end of two weeks of intense activity, he had two interviews, one of which was at Hogg Robinson where he had worked 10 years before. They sell travel and healthcare services, plus a lot more, and following the interview by staff who remembered him positively, he was offered a job. Quite amazing. 

There’s a great skills shortage in programming, and he’s been taken on in a humble role, but the people are pleasant and respectful, and there’s very little pressure. HR is year 2000 compliant, and almost year 1999 compliant too, so no surprises there.

Janet continues to be her excellent self, continuing with her part-time job as a nurse at a local Christian practise, which we have discovered is the second largest group practice in the UK. Last year she stopped doing travel immunisations which were becoming too stressful, a typical 10-minute appointment beginning with the words: “Nurse, I am going to Tasmania and Penang, stopping off at Lusaka and Sao Paulo, and I’m leaving tomorrow. Can you tell me what injections I need?” 

In exchange for avoiding some of the more stressful parts of the job, she also took a cut in salary. Janet now does four mornings a week, with plans to reduce to three or less to give her more “free” time to do housework, the shopping, cooking, cleaning, ironing, gardening, buy petrol, and talk to the neighbours. Time hangs heavy on her hands as you can see.

Tim has now moved into the 6th form at school and has become involved in a Young Enterprise group, making videos of school dramatic productions and printing T-shirts, all at great profit – he hopes. Football and computer games still rank very highly in his consciousness, though the need to work for A-levels is beginning to knock on the door with more insistence. He is studying Economics and English, with Biology to make up the load. He attends a couple of school youth clubs in the area and delights in coming home covered in mud after matches with friends two days a week. You would say that he is socially adjusted. Over this last year he has worked Friday evenings and all Saturday at KwikSlave (Oh dear! Have I spelt that wrong?) a grocery store in town, rubbing shoulders with little old ladies and half-honest store managers, one of whom went on extended leave after they had to retrieve his keys from the local police station one morning before they could open the store. So Tim’s education moves ahead on all fronts.

Ben is a completely different character, now almost as tall as Tim, with the promise eventually to be well over 6 feet. He enjoys French and German at school, but half hopes they will clamber on board with not too much effort on his part. Very affectionate and amazingly independent at times, he has just decided to join the local Air Training Corps. Although we would not want him to be channelled into the armed forces, we are aware that the ATC provides opportunities for adventure and experiences that are woefully lacking here in an over-ordered UK. He continues with the keyboard and also has his own circle of friends.

During August, we went Eurocamping in France and Germany, covering too many miles in the car. The weather was disappointing, and, at times half of France seemed to be where we were. The boys seemed unimpressed by the cross-cultural experience although they have waxed lyrical about it since. But we were very glad of the opportunity to visit Mike’s Aunt Mabel living in retirement in Villingen in the Black Forest.

We are now committed members of a small house church that meets together on a Sunday morning, meets to pray midweek, and opens the door wide to overseas students on a Sunday evening. Presently we’re running an Alpha initiative, which is stimulating and enjoyable, and numbers are slowly growing. The sector of the Christian church that is currently growing the fastest is apparently those who do not go to church. We understand that many are fed up with being told what to do and how to do it, and are opting out. So it is good to be part of a caring fellowship with no controlling influence except the love of God.

We continue to remain outward-looking, particularly towards Africa, where we follow events in what was British East Africa and South Africa with great interest. However the Lord has put us here for the time being, and we have to get on with whatever comes to hand. That doesn’t stop the heart being almost continually exercised about involvement overseas, and the hope that one we shall return to where we know there are wide-open doors for the gospel.

We have received very many newsletters bringing us up to date on the exploits of friends and family, and have read them with great interest. One contained a brief book review, and we should like follow their example and recommend a book to you. “Adventures in Reconciliation” (ISBN 0-86347-215-X at £4-99 pub. Eagle) tells the stories of twenty-nine Catholic believers. Some came from active membership of the IRA, and some from crushing personal tragedy, to a personal experience of the indwelling Christ and new meaning in their lives. We seek oneness with all who confess the Lord Jesus, from whatever church group they come, and consequently found this book very interesting.

We appreciate your love and friendship over the years. We are grateful for genuine friends who do not fluctuate or change, and send you our loving greetings.

Gunfight at Mapanga

Yesterday, Saturday, we set of for Zomba, just over an hour away from Bvumbwe, for the All Africa Bible College (AABC) seminar to which pastors in the local Zomba area had been invited.

The previous evening, Friday, we had learnt both from BBC World Service, but also from an American missionary who had been telephoned by the US Embassy in Lilongwe, that the Malawi Army had launched a number of attacks against Malawi Young Pioneer bases in Malawi after two soldiers had been killed by Young Pioneers in Mzuzu, in northern region.

The problem is that the Young Pioneers, originally formed to learn Agriculture and other useful skills, had evolved into a para-military wing of the ruling Malawi Congress Party, and rather like Mao's Red Guards, strutted about doing what they liked, answerable only to the President and his aides.

They had stockpiled powerful rifles and ammunition, and rumour says, more besides.

The Malawi Congress Party (MCP), having lost the referendum, agreed to the disarming of the Young Pioneers, but did nothing to implement it, so the army were waiting for an opportunity to implement government policy for them.

This the army started in Mzuzu, where they also attacked two of the President's residences, and then moved onto Lilongwe where they destroyed the Young Pioneer centre in the town together with the M.C.P. offices. They reported discovering a cache of 2,000 high precision rifles and many boxes of ammunition in the process.

Some of the people in Lilongwe, waiting for such an opportunity, began to loot shops owned by the President, and 38 people were killed in the unrest. The army then moved into Blantyre, attacking a Young Pioneer base there, one at Mapanga on the Limbe-Zomba road, and the Young Pioneer base at Zomba.

Last night they moved on to Bvumbwe where there is a large base, and Janet heard gunfire in the distance as she was reading in bed. We believe that there are other bases to follow.

Last Saturday morning at 7.00am, because we did not want to disappoint any pastors who had determined to come to the seminar, we set off tentatively for Zomba in Alan Turnbull's pickup. As we neared Mapanga, we were flagged down by the driver of a black BMW who told us he had heard gunshots at Mapanga. He said "Follow me if you want another route."

We turned the vehicle round and followed him back into Limbe, and then out again along a road I had never travelled on, that went out towards Zomba along the edge of Ndirande mountain. After a while it degenerated into an earth track that the BMW moved over with some speed, while we travelled along in the red dust-cloud trying not to fall too far behind.

We came out finally onto the Zomba road, and continued along at some speed to get to Zomba by 8.30am when the seminar was due to start. As we approached Zomba itself, we began to see armed soldiers along the road-side, and passed a couple of army trucks filled with soldiers. Soon we also passed a green, Young Pioneer saloon car with all its glass missing, impaled on a lamp standard by the side of the road.

Coming into the shopping centre, all the shops were closed and the windows barred, and local people sat in the doorways tensely looking about them. We drove down past the market, which was very quiet, finally arriving at the Zomba Community Hall at 8.35am. There were no pastors there waiting for us.

As we stood there, wondering what to do, a couple of men came up and introduced themselves. And then three more arrived who had come earlier and then gone away again. By 9.00am we had about 8 people, some of whom had walked many miles to get there, so we decided to explain the AABC scheme to them and to give them books if we did nothing else. By 9.30am more had arrived so Alan gave the first lesson. By 10.00am we were up to 16, so we gave lesson 2. But at 11am we decided to stop and go home, promising to return in a few weeks’ time for a complete re-run of the day's seminars.

As we left by the main road, Zomba seemed quiet, but that could have been deceptive with the army invisible, but still in position. We took the main road straight through Mapanga and all appeared quiet. It was a relief to get home without further incident.