It has been done - what is that about old dogs and new tricks?

Well, here it is.  The unraveling account of the Bell children's Green Christmas in the Emerald Isle!  This will be short, but contain all relevant information.

Rebekah flew on Wednesday Dec. 7th., via Nairobi, arriving in London about an hour late, around 6:30am in London.  She took a tube and bus (initially the wrong bus!) and eventually, around midday, arrived at Paul's house 80 Tatum Street (next to the church, with the big blue door)!  He had left the key at the church and instructions about various important things, like how to go on the internet and chat on gtalk to dad, who could then inform mom that her darling was safe!  So Beks arrived, any further details may be added by her.

Other members of the family rejoiced suitably via emails, though one seemed to rejoice quietly.  I suppose we can forgive a Bonhoffer scholar, nose in books, caffeine levels approaching danger point, clock ticking .... He will write, I am sure.

So we are up to date, the holiday has begun, Beks and Dad are already enjoying it, Beks experientially, Dad vicariously, Mom thinks her husband is wierd, but she married for better or for worse and so has to make the most of it, Rachie is going to starting singing Irish songs today because she has finished her school work, Jed wishes he had studied before now but will manage, as usual, even though some of the lecturers are men, and Josh will resurface, once Mr Bonhoffer has been put to rest and add his cultured voice to this conversation.

Until then, "I'm dreaming of a Green Christmas"