Herewith proof that you can write a perfectly acceptable blog post (IMHO, anyway) while cooking a rather tasty chili con carne. The carne in question being beef and ostrich. I can like to be supporting the local cow and bird slaughtering industries.
The builders are still here and the internet is still almost completely unavailable, the playroom is all over the living room and the study doesn’t even exist in any functional sense. It’s beginning to get me down and I really wish I was going to a five star resort for a weekend away in the very near future. More on that later, maybe.
Anyway, that’s your lot for now. I will probably be back to my best when I can actually use my own computer and not Mrs 6k’s laptop and its dodgy Vodacom GPRS connection from the kitchen. Maybe I’ll say something truthful but horribly controversial like “Caster Semeya looks like a man” or “South Africa is actually a really nice place to live if you’re white”.
Maybe I won’t. It’s this sort of suspense that gets readers coming back time and time again.
But for now, it’s back to the red wine and the dangerously hot dinner.