Ok, now I'll tell you about life in Worcester, I love it here! I was really worried about the move because I loved Hereford but it's not so bad and I'm close anyways. Justin is going through a rough patch right now because someone is filling him up with doubts. It makes me angry because you don't mess with people's salvation but, we're going to Hereford today so I can talk to him and if you will write him a letter it will help too I think. Other than that life is good. My suits are ridiculously too big now so I priced getting them altered and buying new ones and it's cheaper just to buy a new one. There's one store that has cheap suits for about 35 pounds so I think I'll get one of those soon.
I have to tell you a couple of funny stories too. But first I have a missionary joke that a member told us at church on Sunday in his talk: 2 missionaries are out tracting and knock on the door of a woman's house. The woman tells them, in no uncertain terms, that she is not interested and she wants them to leave. She then slams the door but it bounces right back open again. And she tries again with the same result. So she does it again, and again, and again until finally she shouts "Get your damned foot out of my door!" (damn is not considered a swear word in England). One of the missionaries replies "Ma'am neither one of us has a foot in your door, but you might want to move your cat. Pretty funny huh, I found it amusing.
But anyways second story, we had the worst dinner appointment either one of us has ever had last week. Now the host has a heart of gold but he can't cook worth two poops and a jackrabbit. But anyways he made us burgers and fries and the burgers were burned and the fries were partially frozen. The good Lord was with us so we were able to eat most of it, but then after we left my body couldn't handle it anymore so it was violently projected from my stomach all over the ground next to a bike path. It was gross, I tell you what. And then the next day the same guy called and had locked himself out of his house and needed our help to get back in. So we went over there and it turned out his balcony door was unlocked so we had to try and get over there and get inside. The only problem was he lives on the third floor. So we ended up going to his neighbor's house and I swung over from her balcony onto his and into a pile of garbage. So I almost heaved my lunch a second time but I was able to hold it in and we got into his house alright. So that was an interesting couple of days I can tell you that much. But it makes for good mission stories right? Anyways I better get going now. Love you guys!