There was, as promised, a supermarket visit. There were seventeen loads of washing. The dog was walked.
I even started with the first steps of organising some of the 500 photos taken in the last week. But then the football came on, and the fact that we got to bed sometime after 2am Mauritian time kicked in.
So I poured myself a glass of Cape port, I lit the fire and I sat down.
I’ve been here for a couple of hours now. Getting up again may be somewhat of a problem.
17 loads of washing! As my landlady once said to us newlyweds in the laundry again: ‘You are either very clean or very dirty…’
Max Brinsmead > I’m not sure I would ever suggest that sort of thing to newlyweds…