In a country where every conversation since May has begun with some comment about the cold, wintery weather, HOW FLIPPIN’ GOOD was it when I opened up the back door at 6 this morning to a 19oC bergwind?
Every house in Cape Town has flung its windows and doors wide open to get the cold out and the warmth in. I bathed the beagle and painted a wheelbarrow. All the outdoor job bases covered then.
It would be lovely if it could continue through the upcoming weekend, but that’s just a pipe dream. Still, it’s a balmy 21 out there as I write this just before 8pm.
More like this, please.