The title of this blog comes from a subtitle translation of 'God looks
after his own.'. It seems to me something of an improvement on the original.
The creator God having cooked up the universe and everything in it
goes back to cleaning the oven rather than worrying about the fate of all the pasties, puddings
and pies that came out of it. I urge my readers -both of them - to use this phrase as often as possible
in the hope of making it common parlance.
While God was cleaning his oven we, Kit, Claire and myself, made a long overnight bus ride from Jogja to
Malang. The minibus, The Travel as it's known here, was supposed to arrive at 7pm but
came at about 9.30. They put the blame on heavy traffic but as Germany was playing Argentina
in the World Cup that night I suspect football.
After a long and tiring ride we are now in Jalan Mandalawangi. Actually KIt and I are in Confetti using the internet while Claire is in the house recovering from sakit perut.
Kit's green hair and torn clothes have earned me sympathy from most Indonesians, especially when I explain that the poor boy is gila.