We rushed around Friday. Our crewleader had gone down sick and after I got back on site (after an important meeting ;) I was replacement crewleader. Of course with such a wonderful team they readily accepted my excuses for lateness and newly elevated position(Archbishop's office eh Roger? A likely story! If you want to rejoin the team, you'll need to be re-initiated....).
The carpenters turned up and put the doors in and fitted the locks. We fitted the external fascias, pointed up the roof, did some more blocking up of the internal walls and then stopped for the dedication ceremony. (Just as the glaziers turned up). The camera and video crew turned up again and after Gemma and Rachel had posed, we gathered in a circle.
I asked Quondile and Nosethu to stand to my right with thier eldest son, Yanelisa. I said a few words and then passed the key, with each person saying something to the family before passing it on. It was an emotional moment, a family who have been living in a shack for as long as they can remember finally getting a decent home to live. It what we had come to do, but what nobody realised was how much we would learn from them.