… and all that the festive season stuff. Talking of stuffing, I’m having no luck trying to shove that fat ol’ man decked in red back up the flue! What, pray, did he dump on your parade ground?
I was, however, lucky to have Wimpie and Marli to share Christmas Day with me. From Pretoria, they flew down to attend her sister’s wedding at Draaihoek, a very larney set-up en route to Elandsbaai after which they headed for St Helena Bay stayinng at Dolphin B&B+S/C for fie nights.
On their last evening here the kettle braai threatened to sizzle out as a welcome sprinkle tinkled down, but fortitude – and an appetite sparked by a bottle of Muratie Rosé that they kindly shared with me – had them enjoying their supper of rump steak and accoutrements.
Wimpie’s boet, Coenie, is a tour operator based in Botswana and, D.V, I might just get to visit the Delta this coming year.
I was, however, lucky to have Wimpie and Marli to share Christmas Day with me. From Pretoria, they flew down to attend her sister’s wedding at Draaihoek, a very larney set-up en route to Elandsbaai after which they headed for St Helena Bay stayinng at Dolphin B&B+S/C for fie nights.
On their last evening here the kettle braai threatened to sizzle out as a welcome sprinkle tinkled down, but fortitude – and an appetite sparked by a bottle of Muratie Rosé that they kindly shared with me – had them enjoying their supper of rump steak and accoutrements.
Wimpie’s boet, Coenie, is a tour operator based in Botswana and, D.V, I might just get to visit the Delta this coming year.
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