From the 5th to the 8th of January I was back in my home country for a camp the J/T board organized. Although the camp population was small it was good to see old friends again and just talk. The first day was spent witnessing in Trafalgar Square with the four horsemen skit. The second day followed with a happy football match which soon degraded into a mud-bath rugby game after the heavens open and rained. And what family camp would be complete without a dance and talent night ?
inspiration
charades
giving classes, not the most inspiring job
mmm they do enjoy a good rumble tumble
lunchtime
our new outreach method
my moment of martyrdom for Christ's sake
being saved by a Frenchman (maybe they do have some use after all)
I always knew I was short but after seeing this photo the midget gene was confirmed
getting 30 family kids onto the same metro cabin all at the same time was never going to be a easy task
and the stress shows
being a secretary is a lonely job
two of the nicest sisters I've know since I was 10
pretty dirty
"The Loaf of Bread" revised
the New Zealand all blacks' Hakka (btw i was reprimanded for leading young, influential minds in such strangeness)
nach punjabi
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