Men and Fire

On Wednesday the men of the group had a real good day. We were asked to help do some tidying up on a farm. For Josh and me having been involved in farming this was a real treat. I love looking round farms, as I reminisce from the days when I wo

rked on a dairy farm on the Isle of Wight. When we got there we had a walk around two of the fields and had a prayer time.

Then in true builder style we cracked open the flask and had a coffee.

Then when the owner arrived we had a look around at all the tasks that needed to be done. As we walked into one of the stores there were a few animal medicines, drench gun and clippers. At this point, looking at the animal hand clippers, I tried them on Mathew’s hair, but they seemed to tear more than sheer to Matt’s screams of pain.

Fun over with, we had to get on with work. First store shed needed a lot of tidying but its amazing what four over excited and keen men can do especially with the mention of having a fire. With in minutes we had enough provisions to start our fire and it was roaring in seconds. As the fire was burning we emptied the store shed. The only problem we had was, the fire a couple of times, got a bit too intense and we had to wait till it died down before we could put more stuff on it. Once this was done we started on the next one. The only thing that broke our cycle of clearing was pasties, coffee and cake that was kindly supplied to us.

This for us was a real therapeutic day as we got to have a big fire, smash glass in the skip and feel real satisfied from leaving the store sheds in a tidy state.

I feel manly, no more watching chick flicks with the girls

Thats looking nice and clean

The barrows are queued and waiting

Trav practicing his Romeo and Julliet lines from the window