I want to throw my boots at Tony Blair.

It has taken me so long to start this, its been a mad one the last week but i feel i finally settled in. Three days in hospital (nurse maid not patient) which was a ride in itself, then friday back into Kathmandu and our most colourful night yet. We tasted freedom (meto) and we were greedy.

The week has made us remember how lucky we are to be born in the UK, with all the opportunities that go with that, even if this sits right under the guilt and shame of the evils that have produced our priviledge. It has also made us thankful our group is still a full and beautiful thirteen with a few small doubts of the future this week.

Monday work was calm and everyone well. Tuesday met James however with agony, and he took the rocky ride there and back to the hospital in Kathmandu, make the journey again a few hours later a hundred times worse.

Health care in Nepal

James and I got to experience the best oof the best! the most expensive suite in the most expensive hospital in Nepal! (100000rs per night!).From thinking I'd be sleeping on the bench outdoor the emergency wing we were escorted to penthouse paradise; leather sofa and two more, television, en suite, hot shower, toilet, sink and our own little porch complete with mini kitchen. The hospital equipment still seemed kind of old fashioned though and the differing doctors opinions disconcerning, cleanlines was also a little dubious by western standards, but we felt like gods. Here it just kept niggling me though if this was the best of the best and the last hospital was also a high standard, how scary the condition of the less good hospital are let alone the government ones. Jaz's host sister told her about the corruption inside the hospital means it is not infrequent that they may convince you you need an organ out so they can sell it for lots of quick cash. ew. god bless the NHS.

The main thing is we are all so glad James is ok. The pain he experienced especially on Tuesday was so huge we were sick with worry, but he was so brave. Nepali roads are like offroading style, really really uncomfortable at best and James was so much more gracious than he should have been, I would've been a nightmare. He would yell out in agony all of my adreneline rushed to my chest wishing it away, so much I felt I would burst. I confess I was not in Nepal at all times in the hospital, I was with my Dad, wished so much I could speak to him and tell him how brave he has been with his belly problems, but I can't.

Baby J is making a speedy recovery even if he needs reminding to take it easy and that he won't be back to full soldier health overnight. The group recognise with James down, we will down on about 50% raw man power effort, but health is wealth brother!

While at the Hospital James and I saw Tony Blair on the TV, interviewing about his new book. The rubbish that spews from that man's mouth is pit of your stomach sickening. In Nepal corruption and misuse of power may be potently crippling to their development but whilst there are still Tony Blair's leading western countries, which have so much influence and responsibility on their shoulders, the world is in big trouble. Furthermore beautiful and richly resourced countries like Nepal will never hope to be peaceful, fair and just, My boots are now practically made of cement.