Day 570 – Weekend

After my being broken yesterday morning, we had an enjoyable afternoon out at a friend’s place with sparkling conversation, delicious not-homemade pizza and lots and lots of sitting down. It’s hard to say which was the best bit, but the sitting down was very nice.

Then home just in time to see United bounce two goals in in the last ten minutes to beat the mighty Stoke City:

…and then early to bed.

It’s been a bit of a lazy Sunday. We’re looking forward to the return of our prodigal son, who has had the worst weather for his Scouts survival weekend. Cold (9C), Wet (26mm) and Miserable (3 sad faces*). In the meantime, I’ve lit the fire (the SA equivalent of having to switch your central heating on again) and played some lackadaisical pool.

I’m about to go and sit in front of Everton v West Ham, and even if it’s really exciting, I absolutely reserve the right to fall asleep on the couch like an old man. If the caps fits…

* I don’t know what the SI unit is for Misery

Day 366 – Lazy

I’m having a bit of a lazy day today. The kids finished school for Term 1 yesterday with excellent reports and there was literally nothing to get up early for this morning so I literally didn’t get up early. We visited a shop to look at fireplaces (here), I came home and watched some excellent rugby league (this) – I’m loving the new ESPN channels that DSTV have added – I tidied the house a bit, I played some pool, I listened to some music (this), and then I sat down here and started a blog post (this).

Other things I am going to get through this evening is a bit of football, an exploration of this website, which has taken me right back to my childhood, and the third-place playoff for this year’s Only Connect series.

Other than that, I’ve just got to put a bit more work into my Transcontinental Catapult System (TCS), which I am marketing to various shipping companies on Monday morning as a viable alternative to the Suez Canal. It’s all a bit random on the landing bit at the moment, and with shipping containers being flung a few thousand kilometres, you want to get your aim just right.

I’ll have it sorted by Sunday evening.

But first, some football (this).

Day 156 – A last blast?

One can always tell when Spring is coming along. In the UK, it’s when you switch off your central heating. In South Africa, it’s when your wood order moves away from bluegum for the fire towards kameeldoring and rooikrans for the braai.

It’s when Capetonians stop complaining about the cold and start complaining about the wind.

We’re not there yet.

Because it is still cold. Today is a freezing (ok, it’s 9.7ÂșC but we’ve covered this), wet, grey day with a strong, squally breeze that feels like it has come straight from the Antarctic. It’s a day for fortified red wine, a good fire, a thick duvet, some hearty soup and making sure that your local shelter has enough resources to provide some beds and meals for those who don’t have those luxuries described above.

I do have a plan to wrap up warmly and drag the beagle around the block at some point, but there is – perhaps understandably – a degree of canine resistance to that idea right now.

And so, for the moment, I’m being lazy and staying put. Maybe I’ll have a last blast on FIFA 20, maybe I’ll try and find some sort of live sport to watch, maybe I’ll even contemplate (and follow through on) an afternoon nap. And I won’t feel guilty about not getting out and “doing stuff”.

Everyone needs to have a day off every now and again. And given that it is thoroughly miserable out there today, this one is mine.