Jean and I actually got to the Field Service group on Saturday - up the stairs (without Sherpa support and oxygen) - but it was a close thing. Then I felt a bit mean for volunteering us for the first call work. However, it turned out well as were given one side of a small road, and completed it, having two lovely calls on the way. Both of the guys who answered the door said they were not interested before we even spoke (they clearly knew who we were) but we happened to get into a conversation both times and they both ended up taking the current magazine. And it is Jean who is the conversationalist, not me.
https://www.jw.org/en/library/magazines/watchtower-no1-2020-jan-feb/
The territory was right by 5 return visits of Jean's and 1 of mine, so we did them all.
And I was back in time for lunch with the Captain - chicken vegetable soup. He had a lovely afternoon in front of the Rugby, and Jacks came round for fish and chips later.
Apparently the Romans, during their long occupation of Britain, called February "February Filldyke" - and so far it has lived up to its name - but then it rained pretty much non-stop in January too. Had all this fallen as snow, the country would probably have come to a stop. And of couirse they needed all this water from the sky in Oz.
I was just talking to my bro and family - they are back from what sounds like a wonderful tour of a Wintery Japan to a humid and somewhat smoky Sydney.
Well we have now Brexited and are no longer in the EU. And I hope that perhaps people won't be so bitter and angry about it all as its a done deal. We need to make the best of it, now we have it.
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