Well, I seem to have my strength back now – mainly due to the fitness regime William and Sarah have imposed on me. From Sarah’s part that has consisted of plenty of home-cooked food, with lots of vegetables. On William’s side, he has ensured that I have had plenty of exercise, helping him on his smallholding.
He’s kept me busy each day – and given all that they have done for me, it seems only fair that I offer them my labour. In fact, if they’ll let me, I hope I can stay here for a while, offering work for rent.
The only thing that really grates is their religiosity. I suppose I shouldn’t complain about it – after all, it probably lies behind their taking me in and caring for me, but I did find at first their expectation that I would be joining them for prayers first thing every morning, than again at lunchtime and in the evening was a bit much.
Once I started working outside, I realised that their prayer times were being governed by the ringing of the church bells. If their prayers hadn’t seemed so familiar, and Christian, I might have begun to wonder if this version of
I’ll see if I can get a day off soon, and go into
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