Alan Glasses

This is Matt, better known as Alan or Alan Glasses, as God named him. The lighting was exceptional at this point, reflecting off the table surface and through a water bottle in Colin's dark living room/warehouse.

Work went on today. It revolved around the ropecutter, propellers and cavitation plates, the latter we decided wouldn't be needed in the end. We learnt our lesson from that one though...
Otherwise, we ordered brolexes from the trusty vendor across the road, and I promptly passed out on the couch mid-afternoon. The stove triggers are finally building their own stove out of clay and are messing around with the angle grinder. The windy babes are still appearing useless. Meanwhile, a rare glimpse at the world back in Leam through facebook reveals that everyone is becoming active again around uni. A lot of activity, which we can't help but feel incredibly detached from, here in the middle of the African continent.
The rest of the afternoon and evening was easygoing. Kris and Ali went to teach some Ugandans how to dance. I fell asleep.

peace