Tues 17th September

Well hello there. 

Thorns. Nasty evil thorns. As I've told you I've been doing some work here and there helping out the woodcutter & this week we have been clearing the thorn bushes which let me tell you is no simple task. These thorns are huge, averaging an inch - 2 inches long,  literally sharp as a needle and seemingly have the density of titanium. They are so nasty they would make a Rhino whimper & run away crying for his mummy. Trust me. I've seen it.

Here are a few pics I took of the thorns as we cleared some of the land today; 

Nasty aren't they. Now bear in mind I'm doing this in t-shirt, shorts & flip flops. The flip flops are the worst sometimes you'll step on a really nasty one & it'll go straight through into the bottom of your foot. More often though you'll step on a thorn twig & it'll dig into you shoe and as you step forward you'll drag the barbed wire stick across the back of your heel or leg. Which always brings a smile to my face. Anyway after that we push up all the cuttings & uprooted bushes into gaps in the hedgerows to keep out those pesky Rhinos;

All being said its a bit painful and I do sometimes wonder if when God cursed the ground after the fall and thorns began to grow if He cursed the ground here three times over, but I enjoy it. It's part of what I came here for and its satisfying work, keeps me busy & its all good fun working with Paraman the woodcutter. 

Just thought I'd tell you that little story. Bye for now my friends, Stuart x x x