The good, the bad and…

… and actually that’s it. What on earth were you expecting?

It’s been a busy weekend, Chez 6000. Loads of little niggly jobs got done, which was great, but niggly.

What’s left of the garden (remember those water restrictions?) got a bit of much-needed attention. It’s looking good (ish) all things considered.

We planted a lemon tree, because when life gives you a lemon tree, you… plant it. Especially as it’s not very water wise, so there will be nothing to make lemonade out of anyway.

United scraped home against a 9-man Shrewsbury Town. Eish.

We braai’ed and, as is usual when we braai, I drank ever so slightly too much red wine.

I’m going to order a drone tomorrow. I think the pain of Lily needs to be exorcised.

Weekend pics

No puffadders this time, although there was a Cape Mole Rat (Georychus capensis) carcass on the beach near that puffaddery spot. Maybe it had been puffaddered…

Elsewhere in the pics, more startrails efforts (I still think I’m getting better, slowly), a beagle, some (or more) rainbow shots and a scorpion which got instagrammed.

And then this:

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I’ve posted many Suiderstrand sunsets on Flickr and on here before, but up until now, absolutely none of them had featured the Heavy Lifting Vessel Xiang Rui Kou. I’m happy to say that this heinous omission has now been rectified. More of the Xiang Rui Kou on Flickr via the link below.
Oh – and it’s full of elephant photos too.

Here’s the link

Sunday

Nursed a hangover.
Collected the kids.
Went to a braai.
Missed the football.
Drank some beer.
Saw the cricket. 🙁
Walked the beagle.
Hung some biltong.
Watched La Liga.
Wrote a listy blog post.

How was yours?

B’s

A superb weekend, with Braais, Boerewors, Burgers, Beverages, Beagles and Brandy. We partied hard, played hard and we’re already regretting it. Next weekend promises Beaches in addition to all those other things. It also promises to Be a Bit more Beaceful, which is pretty much the same as Peaceful, but fits the narrative of this Blog post.

Context is the natural enemy of the narrative.

And who wants to upset the narrative?

Certainly not me.
Certainly not after this weekend.

I just need my Bed.

Winter returns

It’s been an amazing weekend, both socially and meteorologically. But all that seems set to change tomorrow when there is both work and a nasty storm expected in Cape Town.

Ugh.

We made hay and went to see Elliot the crateman (photos), watched a house fire (really) and then attended a couple of braais.
And drank a couple of beers.
Some of us then went on to balance a small rottweiler puppy on our heads.

Fortunately, I remained sober enough not to try anything so outrageous.

I think.