Trainees and fast trackers alike have been out and about in the Chester area searching for stories to write and pictures to take. Dima went to the zoo. He is still puzzled about people paying 200 pounds to clean up after the elephants in the Zoo’s “I was a keeper for the day” offer. Golnar went to the Nowhere House where John Lennon is said (by some) to have been inspired to write a famous song, and Kuba has not been back to the angry lady at the bingo hall where he was planning a nice story.
The weather has been beautiful, which offers a relief after Tuesday’s rain and cold. Appraisals continued for everybody, and the hostel’s lounge has become “the place to be”. At times, it even resembles a tiny news room and hang-out place wrapped up in one, pleasant for us, scary for some other guests.
With dinnertime approaching, and no less than six chickens in the oven, Brian and Rob should be able to feed us all, and maybe even the rest of the house. Rob’s recurrent trips between the kitchen and the lounge asking questions about chickens and potatoes, and Brian’s “wish us luck” as he headed for the kitchen late afternoon, is enough reassurance that everything is under control. (By Mette K. Fraende)
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