Not much from me today. Got some jobs done in the sunshine. Watched a bit of football.
Bit knackered now and not really ready for the week ahead.
Does it show?
Category: this is south africa
Thank you for the day
In a country where every conversation since May has begun with some comment about the cold, wintery weather, HOW FLIPPIN’ GOOD was it when I opened up the back door at 6 this morning to a 19oC bergwind?
Delicious.
Every house in Cape Town has flung its windows and doors wide open to get the cold out and the warmth in. I bathed the beagle and painted a wheelbarrow. All the outdoor job bases covered then.
It would be lovely if it could continue through the upcoming weekend, but that’s just a pipe dream. Still, it’s a balmy 21 out there as I write this just before 8pm.
More like this, please.
Up on high
They’re coming to start some building work on the bar here tomorrow, so rather than tidy up the place and get it ready for them, we went on a 16½km hike up Table Mountain.
Chilly on top in the wind, but otherwise a lovely morning out with plenty of exercise and plenty of fresh air.
And then (after a well-deserved glass of red at a local wine farm), it was back home to prep the place for a week of dust and dirt.
It’s been a while…
It’s been a while since we did a pub quiz. 4 years was one estimate. I’m not sure that it was quite that long, but it was certainly pre-pandemic – BTV.
And so we re-mortgaged our houses and headed off to the Fireman’s quiz last night.
Fireman’s markets itself as a true English-style pub, and I had always thought of that being more because of the traditional ambiance rather than the ridiculous prices for beer and food.
Now it’s both.
Thankfully, it seems that we haven’t lost it. Some good general knowledge, a shot of educated guessery, some excellent groupthink moments and a couple of fortuitous gambles:
Oysters?!? Wrapped in bacon?!?! Oysters??
…and we finished in a creditable second place out of the 30+ teams playing on the night, a mere 1 point behind the winners.
And we couldn’t really fault ourselves for any of the three questions we got wrong on the night.
So that’ll do, pig. That’ll do.
Will we head back again soon?
Probably, but we’ll need time to save up a bit before we can buy another pizza.
Rest day
Yesterday, I went to the gym to see if I could survive a workout and therefore pronounce myself fit to play football in the evening. The workout went very well, thanks for asking, and so I pronounced myself fit to play football in the evening. I then played football in the evening.
Dream day.
It was only after playing football in the evening that I realised that I had done a gym workout that morning. 20000+ steps. 600 (or at least the equivalent of 600) Discovery points. All in just under 10 hours. This is what is known in gym/football circles as “a bit much” for one day.
Consequently, today I am feeling battered and I did not want to get up.
I will not be exercising today. I feel that I have earned a rest day.
There is still plenty to be done around the house though, so it’s only a rest from actual exercise, not from life. And that’s sad, because with dark grey skies up above and disappointingly chilly temperatures, I’d honestly rather be in bed.