A glorious morning…to be alive and among it, spring’s annual trick of making everything look new. Congrats to the Amatola couple, may you enjoy the day. The years fly…. have opened a bottle of Hermitage for lunch, to toast you.
A neighbour rang last night. She’d heard shots – people up to no good, would I investigate. You have to picture me wandering the grounds in the dead of night, torch in hand, the possibility of being confronted by a couple of lads with guns – threatening to rap them on the knuckles with my walking stick if they don’t desist.