
I have a new identity -
A lovely lady from Redroofs Resthome came up to me after the Sunday service and said I reminded her of someone. Not the Vicar of Dibley is it, I said. Yes she said, only much smaller.
I'm taking it as a compliment ........
I found the above quote somewhere, I don't know where and haven't been able to find it again. I hope it is a Booth quote, but if it's not then I believe it is a good description of the Booth's philosophy on raising the standard for the poor.
Time to start blogging again after Danielle Strickland's workshop at JUST ACTION Conference on Blogging - we were reminded just what an amazing tool for good that the internet can be. What a conference! I am inspired by everything that I saw and heard but the highlight had to be the documentary on homeless youth - cared for by Oasis in Sydney. If I can attain to that kind of selfless love I will be happy.
Alexandra from "The Linger and Die". So called presumably because if you lingered on this spot too long you could be drowned by a flood.
eat story.
I feel much better for the break even if it was packed to the hilt with friends and family and not a minute to spare. I've done a lot of thinking and a lot of off loading and I think I am understanding a lot more the way I've got to go in terms of work and calling and who I am and who God is - yes things are back in perspective like they never have been before.
I have decided ... time is not going to control me anymore. I have already started in fact. Only yesterday I announced at work that I wouldn't be available in the afternoon as I had some preparation to do. This had to happen I'm not enjoying always being behind and on the back foot. One day after work I was still preparing for recovery church 1 hour before. So this is what I'm going to do is be very strict with my planning ahead and also make sure time is allowed for family and fresh air and exercise. There we go - now could someone please hold me accountable!
Big highlight of living in Dunedin - Joel on the left and Milly on the right - the newest grandchildren. Hard to believe how quickly they change but every week there is something new to enjoy.
This is Shirlee assuming her usual role as camp mother - this time at the mall - always check your sushi for any foreign objects.
Caleb and Shirlee in their natural habitat, being long serving mall dwellers. Jamaica Blue of course.
And last of all Shirlee and I, riding shotgun on 'out of here' campaign. 
Yesterday we thought we would take Jasper the cat for a ride in the car in his new cat cage. This would, we thought, get him used to being in a cage and in the car. Very thoughtful of us we thought with his pending 700km trip. He looked lovely in his new cage with inbuilt feeder tray and with only intermittent miaows we thought he would be fine on the long trip - that was until Teri-Anne decided to open the feeder tray to give him a pat. Jasper, being an opportunist, saw the hole and made a run for it. Unfortunately he only managed to get his head through and no amount of pushing could make him go back, he was so determined that he resorted to spinning his body around - a very good party trick. We were so convinced he was taking his last breath that we resorted to the vet where two animal experts pushed and pulled his head back into the cage. So much for giving him a good experience.