Djembe

One of the many things that I miss about West Africa is the deep soulful sound of the djembe drum, so when I recently stumbled across a company in London that imports them from a master drum maker in Ghana, I ordered one quickly. It arrived yesterday, and I am absolutely thrilled with it! It is beautifully made from African tweneboa cedar timber cut from managed forests, and goat skin, and decorated with carved patterns...and it sounds great too. 

The djembe has been an instant hit in our household, and is a popular favourite of a certain young lady who might have Africa in her veins...

It came with a free carrying bag, the outside of which is typical brightly coloured African fabric and the inside of which is an old flour sack from a milling company in Tema! Ah, how it brought back memories.

So go check out www.goldcoastdrums.com to see the company's profile, and see what other products they import. Below, a photo of the drum makers at work. 

Baptising Noah

Yesterday, Noah was baptised in the sea at West Bay. We are proud of his decision and commitment he has made, and we are blessed to be part of a church that is working hard in Yeovil and the surrounding areas to make God known.

Of course the Devil hates powerful testimonies, so the generator that runs the PA system mysteriously died and Noah and his youth leader Claire had to shout to the gathered crowd on the beach...

Claire's husband Joe and I had the privilege of baptising Noah:

The sea temperature was 13 degrees C - way too cold for me and my thin blood, so I wore my dry-suit and looked like an idiot, but did I care? Olly