This headline would be bad enough…

But it gets SO much worse when you read the whole thing:




Of the toilet, guys. The rim of the toilet.

This really is unlucky, but it does serve “Jordan” right for living in Australia, where even the spiders are dangerous, and you shouldn’t dangle anything tempting in front of them.

Here in South Africa, we do have some nasties: snakes and scorpions and yes, some spiders spring to mind (oh, and lions), but twice-biting spiders in your PortaPotty? Less so.

And while you are waiting…

Please enjoy this, which I promised myself I would would share today, it having accidentally made its way into my yesterday evening.

The comments migration is taking its time.
The font thing has been put on hold as I complete some ELISA work.

This song was released 20 years ago.

Twenty. Years.

Import of comments started

The change has begun… You probably can’t see anything yet, but behind the scenes, a new commenting system is being installed and your old, much loved comments are being imported into that new commenting system so that your valuable views are never lost.

More on that in a future post (i.e. I have to to work out how to use it before I can tell you).

The import to the new commenting system currently stands at post #2005 of an impressive 3597. And it appears to be stuck.
Meanwhile, the new commenting system has sent me 4 emails telling me that it has completed the import.
Really now? Honestly, I believe more of what I heard during last night’s debate.

I’m now working on trying to make the font on the site look pretty. It’s harder than it looks.
And it looked quite hard.

Depending on how things go, the switch over might be later today, or it may be tomorrow.

Either way, despite the best efforts of mice and men (but to be far, mainly men), it’s probably still reasonable to expect a few minor teething problems. We’ll be trying to identify and squash them as soon as we can.

Hay Ewe

I ate some lovely meat on our weekend in Franschhoek. But then, under my windscreen wiper when I got back to the car, which had been parked on a backstreet (it was Van Wijk Straat for the purists out there) yesterday:


I left it big for the impact. It is quite impactful, isn’t it?
But yes, I see what they did there… And it’s pretty eye-catching. So… what and why?
I turned over, and found out…


u wot m8?

I think they may have slightly missed their intended market with this effort.
And “The Garden of Vegan”? “Country Moosic”? “Pigcasso’s Art”?

Each to their own, of course, but this really isn’t even close to my own. And… and… a free… cow dung… bookmark? That’s what I will be given if I turn up to this event? That’s what you will reward me with for supporting your cause and spending my valuable time at your grand opening?

A cow dung bookmark.

Do you actually want people to come along or not?

Franschhoek weekend

Those of you following me on Instagram will know that the amazing Mrs 6000 whisked us off to Franschhoek for the weekend. 

Those of you who know what a weekend in Franschhoek entails (wine, food, views, more wine, more food, more views) will understand why I’ll only get round to sharing some thoughts and photos “soon”. 

Right now, bed is calling. 

Good night.