Gym, a bit of shopping, pick the kid up from school, then…
Phew. Matt really is a bit of a slave driver. I mean, it’s all going well, but there are a lot more devils to be cast out than I had imagined. I might have to come back to that bit tomorrow.
Who would have guessed?
Anyway, now I’ve washed my hands (really well – those lepers… eish!) and now I’m going to start on making some dinner.
Small town Afrikaans social media never fails to deliver. This morning’s gem was this:
Yes, that’s a free cement baboon looking for a new home. But you’ve got to come and collect it yourself. It’s relatively heavy (cement). Contact me [not me] on Whatsapp if you are interested.
And who wouldn’t be interested in a (relatively heavy) free cement baboon?
What’s not to like?
Well, it’s this:
That does look relatively heavy. But I suppose that it is (cement).
But the existence of this relatively heavy (cement) baboon definitely suggests that there is at least one cement baboon mould somewhere out there. And that in turn suggests that there may be other cement baboons out there as well. Maybe even troops of them.
But… why?
Of course, the other why is why anyone would want this, but the group quickly became a thrashing feeding frenzy of locals desiring a free cement baboon. Despite the relatively heavy weight.
I’ve been here 20 years and I’m still regularly astounded by this place.
Just in from serial government clown Fuckile Mballoona [sp.], the Secretary General of the ruling ANC party here in South Africa, this:
He’s been spouting this sort of nonsense for many years now.
And I mean, you never rule anything out in the politics of this country, because it’s like one constant Bob Mortimer story on Would I Lie To You?. It regularly seems completely fanciful and utterly unbelievable, and then it turns out to be absolutely true.
But this one? No.
Come now. The only imperialist and neocolonialist forces with any influence in the upcoming elections are the Russians and the Chinese, and they’re both right behind the ANC. But they’re got their work cut out, given that the actual voting public are fed up with the lack of service delivery, the loadshedding, the rising crime, the cadre deployment, the constant corruption, the dysfunctional state owned enterprises, the poorly-controlled inflation, the plummeting Rand, and the tossers in charge.
Could any (or all) of those be the reasons that the ANC has been singled out as a party that must lose power?
Well, it’s either that or it’s the CIA.
And I know where my money lies on this one.
There were big plans for a long blog post today. But then time got in the way. A bit of a lie-in after yesterday’s busy day, and now a family braai has been planned for this evening.
I have some very decent Swartland Shiraz to pair with my steak. Needs must.
And so, dear reader, can we agree to meet here again tomorrow for a real post (T&C’s apply)?
Thanks so much for your understanding.
Between a horse show with the rich and infamous this morning, and a Matric Dance this evening, I’m a bit pushed for time.
I can’t share any Matric Dance photos because it hasn’t happened yet and I can’t really share any horse show photos because I don’t have permission from the horses the riders, so let’s quickly look for a Quota Plover.
Ah, here we go.
This one is your stock standard White-Fronted Plover (Charadrius marginatus), taken on the beach near Suiderstrand back in June. Just look at that Winter light.
And that’s going to have to be your lot for today. Tomorrow: a lie-in and a braai.
Probably in that order.