Twice the famous lemon and lime soft drink.
Fourteen years of (at least) a post a day, as mentioned here.
And there are no signs of stopping [audience groans].
Obviously, that’s far too many posts to go through individually, but we have had:
Some football
Some lockdown exercise
An occasional view
Some menacing trains
A bit of physics
Much parenting stuff, and
That Chinese restaurant
Stick with us (it’s actually just me, sorry) for much, much more. Probably.
Here’s to the next fourteen years.
I’m going to take a bit of break from blogging for the next week or so. But obviously, you won’t know that unless you’ve read this, because I’m going to pre-write some posts. Maybe that’s already been happening for a while, but you didn’t notice.
Anyway…
There are three reasons for this break: firstly, that I actually just want a break. Coming up soon (and yes, of course there will be a post on this) is the completion of the [checks notes] 14th year of at least one post every day on this blog.
That’s at least 5,114 posts (but it’s actually loads more) and I feel like a break every now and again is well-deserved.
This is one of those times.
Secondly, talking of efforts to try and keep that run going, this time of year is just weird. Everything is out of sync and daily routines go out of the window. It’s surprisingly easy – even after all this time – to almost forget to blog. It’s almost happened at least several times.
And thirdly, we’ll be heading down to Agulhas at some point. Agulhas will be PACKED and the internet in Agulhas quite simply isn’t made for that many people to use at once. So getting online can be tricky. And you need to be online to blog.
I do hope that this logical reasoning has won you over. Although, if not, it doesn’t really matter, because I’m taking the break anyway. 🙂
Not Sheffield United (although we are), but us. Away with friends for a long weekend out towards the Klein Karoo.
It’s a remote farmhouse up in the hills that I visited with other friends about 18 months ago. That was a lot of fun, and I’m looking forward to another great weekend away.
There is no cell signal (which is awesome), but there is wifi, which is also awesome.
Still… you know me. I’m not taking any chances with the upcoming 14 year (eish!) blog post history, and so I’ll be popping some pre-written stuff up.
Usual rules apply for this sort of thing: it’s not my fault if the posts fail to mention or acknowledge any sort of nuclear disaster or terrorist attack that has happened since I wrote them. I’m not a fortune teller.
And also, obviously follow my IG for any images of our beautiful surroundings.
And also, I might post some “live” stuff while I’m there: I sometimes do more than one post a day. No rules against that.
See you again tomorrow (but actually only on Tuesday).
There were plans for a nice big blog post today.
But then suddenly, there was some impromptu horseriding (not me), and then I accidently lit a braai and opened a bottle of red wine.
And suddenly it’s 9 o’clock. And now I want to settle down and watch some Premier League footy.
So, let’s try again tomorrow, shall we?
Sorry about that.
Gone are the days of the twice weekly sojourns to the old car park in Milnerton.
But Tuesday afternoons bring me to a different car park at the moment.
We nearly died getting here. In slow motion, sure, but still. The Stanhope Road bridge in Claremont – IYKYK – was like the Wild West this afternoon, with four lanes of taxis, Checkers bikes and old women in Mercedes fighting it out to get into the one remaining lane over the bridge. The traffic lights weren’t even being treated as a suggestion by anyone.
Every man, woman and vehicle for him, her and them self.
Absolute chaos.
And this car park is somehow worse today in that there’s a water polo match going on just over there [points], and water polo is the most whistle-happy sport in the world.
Every. Three. Seconds.
Additionally, Vodacom is misbehaving. Not in an illicit corporate way (possibly, anyway), but in just not providing any decent service. And that’s making my time here rather fruitless and very frustrating.
Who even knows if this blog post will work? But I need to get it done now because it’s curry for dinner and Sheffield United for the win this evening.
Well, definitely the curry bit, at least.
Let’s pray to any available deity and hit the PUBLISH button.
