About 2025

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I know it’s early in the year, and I hate to get other people doing my blogging so very soon, but I have been playing that Mexican Train thing with the family, and I’ve run out of time and energy.

Plus, I thought that this was actually rather interesting:

Yes, some of them are a bit contrived, but what are the chances of there being so many coincidental squares in this year*?

I’m not (that) into nerdy maths, but 2025 = (1+2+3+4+5+6+7+8+9)2 is pretty cool, right?

Right?

I’m off to taste wine in Stellies again tomorrow, but hey – let’s see what happens on the blog…

* The chances are 1, because it has happened.

The Best of 2024

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A mixed year, dominated on the home front by all that stuff happening next door.

United were utterly terrible for the first half of the year, really good in the second.

There was a blue man on a bridge in Paris.

Something turned 175.

I did a playlist.

Some cows docked in Cape Town.

The Boy Wonder passed a test.

The DA “burned” a “flag”.

Some feline suspects escaped.

There was some poorly concealed Uranium on the Isle of Man.

It was all going off at the ploughing in Ireland.

We learned why it was so dangerous to cross the road in Georgia.

We won the Derby.

There was Raygun.

Yeah. There are few hundred more posts to read if you want to, as well.

Shall we try to do it all again – but better – next year??

Morning Hike

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The last Last Sunday of the Month Hike of the Year:
Bailey’s Kloof – from the Shark Spotters’ Hut above Muizenberg and then up – and up.

(and then back down again.)

Not far, but a LOT of ascent, so thank goodness for the lovely cloud cover for most of the way up – which also gave us some wonderful crepuscular rays over False Bay.

The cloud was very welcome on the way up, but it brightened and brightened as the morning wore on – pretty much perfect conditions for a nice gentle(ish) walk.

Plenty of flowers around including (I think) Watsonia spp., Aristea glauca, Erica cerinthoides and a single Mountain Dahlia (Liparia splendens) doing its thing on the back of St James Peak:

But aside from the plants, not a lot on the wildlife front, including the birds.

Then back for a cold beer or two and a quick dip in the pool, and I’m now heading rapidly towards the TV for United’s last game of a – rather mixed – 2024.