It’s been another busy day. Lots of little jobs, some school stuff, some IT cabling things, a piano lesson, a trip to the vet. (I’m fine. Thanks for asking.).
And all that with a bergwind backdrop.
Along the south coast the passage of a coastal low is typically preceded by a north-easterly wind driven by the South Indian Ocean Anticyclone. The wind then backs quickly through northerly to north-westerly as its temperature rises. This is the berg wind phase of the coastal low. Berg wind (from Afrikaans berg “mountain” + wind “wind”, i.e. a mountain wind) is the South African name for a katabatic wind: a hot dry wind blowing down the Great Escarpment from the high central plateau to the coast.
And that north easterly has brought temperatures in the high 20’s all day. which has been very nice just two days before the winter solstice. It’s still 24ºC outside and it’s past 7pm. Very pleasant, even if (as you will have read above), we’re in for some rather miserable conditions over the weekend.
It does mean that we went to the field to walk the dog and I almost forgot to blog. And to cook dinner. However, back to back bangers in the kitchen courtesy of Steve Lamacq made this evening’s curry preparation so much more enjoyable.
I will share these bangers now, just in case you’re slaving over a Tikka Masala like I was and you need some encouragement.
Diverse, yes. But both a whole lot of fun.
And the curry was actually rather good. Thank you, Mrs Patak.
The evening ahead may feature football and ironing. Probably simultaneously.
And on the seventh day God ended His work which He had done, and He rested on the seventh day from all His work which He had done.
Yeah. I know the feeling, mate. I was also a bit lazy this morning and had a much-deserved lie-in. But once I was up, about and propped up by one (or more) cups of coffee, there was much to be done.
Sadly, it’s now 4:30pm and there’s still much to be done.
But I don’t feel that the day has been wasted. Highlights have included an hour of games with a friends (on the end of a Google Meet), and a walk down through the Constantia Green Belt (on our own).
Parking might normally have been a problem for the latter, but as a sign of the times, we left the car in a deserted Peddlar’s car park. Normally on a Sunday afternoon, that place would have been packed: the hardier souls outside in the cool Cape Town conditions, the more sensible lot indoors by the huge log fire.
They are doing deliveries and pick-ups for food, but wow. It was so, so quiet. Another local business that needs our support. So… you know… go and support them.
And now, home for a quick blog and some Guy Garvey’s Finest Hour (3-6pm UK time) (I don’t make the rules). I feel that my near future may also involve some Castle Milk Stout.
Will this be the coldest day of the year in Cape Town?
I’m guessing (and hoping) so. We’re only just scraping into the dizzy realms of double figures. And that drops off sharply with every squall that comes through. And while 10ºC might be balmy for a lot of other places in the real world, we don’t have double glazing or central heating or (in quite a lot of rooms) carpets.
You’d be surprised just how much of a difference that makes.
Of course, we’re not set up for these chilly conditions simply for the reason that they really don’t happen very often down here. But they are happening today and we’re hiding inside under blankets, cuddling hot-sacks and nursing hot drinks. Even the beagle is hiding in its basket, covered with blankets (and we got the model that comes pre-equipped with fur and everything).
One thing we do have is a log fire. Definitely the best thing we ever put into this house. Especially today. I’m really not sure how we’d manage with the old gas heater that was in here and cost hundreds of Rands to briefly suggest warmth to an area about 30cm in front of it. Now I chuck huge lumps of invasive vegetation into a mini furnace and prevent widespread family hypothermia.
Of course, we’re very lucky to be able to have a roof over our heads and a fire to fling logs at.
If you want to help support those who don’t have such luxuries, please consider a donation to The Haven night shelter, where as little as R60 ($3.56, £2.81) can give someone a bed for 5 nights.