But reality set in when nature called. Mom decided the loo seat was worth it and she may as well enjoy the benefit of it while she stayed. As Dad said, "some grandmas buy their grandchildren ice creams, but this one buys them toilet seats!" So we returned to the shop to make the purchase. But alas, at the shop (which we were becoming fairly familiar with as we were also frequenting it for buying hooks and wire for new curtains), the toilet seat was gone. We were assured more would be in by the next Monday. So we eagerly returned on Tuesday, only to be yet again disappointed. This toilet seat was proving more difficult to obtain than we thought. When we walked again to the shop later in the week, we were greeted by our familiar friends with the greeting, "the toilet seat is here!" Such a sense of delighted achievement over a toilet seat!
|Result! Take a Seat!|
It was fixed in place and Mama was given the honour of its inaugural use. The only disappointing factor was that we continued to have no running water and so it did remain at many times, a smelly toilet. The toilet saga could go on with leaks that needed a plumber... who took days to come and was beaten by water cuts which made a plumber redundant, followed by another plumber and leaks and water cuts again ....
|The New Loo Look|
|Lovin' the Plumbin'|
I'm not sure how one naturally flows (no pun intended) into other news following toilet seats, but I'll carry on ...
My wonderful Mom has also made some lovely curtains and seat covers and cushions which make our house feel more like home ... it is strange from a Tanzanian perspective as we sewed the curtains out of fabric they would only use for beautiful gowns! Strange wazungus!
|The new curtains|
|Chapel at the Bible College|
|Driving to the clay source as the rain poured down!|
|When we could go no further ...|
A short steep climb got us up to a level plateau where many people were busy at work sieving and sorting clay that had been carried down to them. It really was a hive of activity! We carried on up the rocks and came to the source.
|Continuing on foot|
|Piles of clay on the flat spot!|
|Giant rocks (see the man covered in clay in the crack in the rock ... |
the bag of clay is squeezed through the hold at the base of those rocks!)
|Down deep to the clay|
|Louisa checks it out|
|Running down with the clay|