It has been so long since I last wrote, although compared to the excitement of my life whilst I was in Kenya not a lot has happened!
Except................
A few weeks ago my brother and some friends decided to play war games in a nearby field with some replicar guns. This was all lots of fun, especially watching them as they shot each other and pretended that it didn't hurt!
Later, Russel carried one of the guns round to my dad's house to show him. He put it inside his coat so as not to scare the neighbours. On the VERY short walk from his house to my parent's house a jogger jogged passed and recognised the part of the gun that he could see out of the bottom of the coat. He rang the police and reported that he had seen someone carrying an AK47. The next thing we knew was that three police cars, three amed police units and a dog unit had turned up in our small village looking for a gun!
The best bit is that in the village people go shooting for pheasants and just as the police turned up they returned from the shoot, so they were all searched and had their guns checked!
Russel eventually talked to the police and it was him they were looking for, fortunately no-one had done anything illegal so there was no trouble!
