It’s a very fair point

I suppose that we were all far too busy trying to get our tongues around the twister to have thought of this. And I always hated this one.

But it’s a very fair point.
(No, I have no idea why wisdom apparently now comes on a plate, either.)

Tapping into the laziness of the seashell-wanting population, I guess.

Look, the shells are right there if you want them – and they’re free! – but you might have to search around and wash a bit of sand off. Plenty of water for that right there, too.

But if you can’t be arsed with all that, and you have the money, then simply go see her. She’s right there, shelling seasells on the shesore.

Damn it.

Not moving to Gloucestershire

I have no real desire to move full-stop, but certainly not to Gloucestershire.

Although, this place seems pretty affordable.

A 1 bedroom place in the countryside – it definitely needs some TLC – but at “just” £135,000, it seems nice enough: and it’s full of potential.

DSB Estate Agents are pleased to bring to the market this one bedroom detached cottage nestled away in the Cotswolds.
To the ground floor this property comprises of an entrance porch, an open-plan lounge diner, a fitted kitchen, a utility room and a bathroom along with a conservatory overlooking the garden, a cloakroom and a coal shed.
On the first floor you will find the master bedroom which boasts an en-suite. The second floor offers fantastic views from the loft.
As we head outside, prepare to be blown away by the beautiful (and rather sizeable!) garden which mainly lies to the side of the property. There is also a double garage.

Sounds good.

I particularly like the floating blue pot in the back garden. Trippy.

I guess that the only downside here is the size of the place. One bedroom doesn’t really offer a lot of flexibilty, but look at the amount of space you have around you to extend your living… I’m sorry… what small print?

Those somewhat unremarkable two lines in the middle there?

You mean this rather disappointing one?

Please note: The property is subject to a restrictive covenant which prevents any extensions being added to the dwelling. 

And this frankly alarming one?

In addition, there are known sink holes present within the grounds.

Yeah, whatever you do as the estate agent, don’t make that sort of important information easy to find, will you? That might put off some buyers. You know: the ones who want a little more living space or those who just want to stay alive and not plunge to their death while mowing the lawn.

No. Not moving to Gloucestershire, and especially not moving to this place.

“I don’t know if I’m the first one to think of this, but…”

Spotted on social media…

The damage inflicted to a plane by a bird strike. I don’t know if I’m the first one to think of this, but what if we put a big magnet on the nose of the plane so it creates a magnetic field that repels the birds away?

I’m not 100% sure, but I’d put good money on the fact that you were the first one to think of this.

Birds, famously not magnetic, would probably not be repelled by “a big magnet on the nose of the plane”. For this to work properly, you’d have to go around a glue a big (same polarity) magnet to each and every bird, as well as each and every plane. And even then, getting that system to work with a closing speed of around 1000kph would probably not be ever so effective.

But hey, keep coming up with the ideas and maybe one day, one of them will make some small degree of sense.

Another video

A quieter video.
Because this morning, I did try to watch a bit of the live stream video that I suggested to you yesterday.

But wow. It was a tough watch. Mainly because of the Boksburg accents and the general varbe, boet.

It’s Dawie Louw Drarving A Nissan R Thurty Farve Skar Larn, Rarnd The Rart Hander, Klaapping A Tarm Of Free Forty Farve Point Naught, Boet.

Eish.

162kph average speed from a standing start, though. Impressive.

But here’s something a bit more gentle and easy, which I also heard yesterday and which made me smile and sing along.

Beautiful song.

Today was Founder’s Day at school, with at least one proud dad moment, and this afternoon is going to be napping, football and an evening braai.

All good in the sunshine.

Speed Classic Cape Town

Car racing is not really my thing, but there’s been a lot of buzz about this inaugural hill climb around the slopes of Table Mountain (it’s actually a bit more Devil’s Peak, but who’s counting) this weekend.

Up to 10,000 spectators expected, and a lot of road closures and pain for anyone working in town and living down south, but… another event to land Cape Town on the global map of… events, I guess.

There’s racing 8am-3pm on Saturday and 9am-5pm on Sunday, so plenty to see, although they are still trying to sell tickets, so I’m not sure how successful it has all been.

Yet.

Livestream stuff is available here for all event on both days, and I’ll try to remember to have a look in at some time.

Have fun if you are going along.