… but a translation is available on request.

Basically it involves my brother, his girlfriend, a new-year’s eve party, and my brother’s girlfriend’s father’s shotgun.


… of a bad example.

Wattefok soek die ding in my huis?

Take a hermit living in a big house all by himself, add winemaking as a hobby[1], and before you know it he’s rolled up the carpet and planted a tank in the living room.

Gotta love my bro, he sets the bar low so I can shine :-)

[1] Or maybe obsession.

This is something I’ve been planning for years, finally figured I’d get Frank to do it since I’m not getting around to it myself.

15mm black irrigation pipe, on brackets, running all the way down the side of the house and around the corner. Once I add microjets, I’ll be able to water the whole stretch at the turn of a tap. Ain’t technology awesome?


Went to the Fishhoek Pick & Pay looking for vegetables, found chicken at R19.99 a kilo. Probably genetically engineered and so full of hormones I’ll start growing breasts, but hey, the price was good.

Made a marinade mix using 3/4 cup olive oil, six teaspoons lemon juice, lots of garlic, two teaspoons mustard powder, half a handful of fresh rosemary and a couple of grinds of black pepper. Marinaded the chicken in this for a day or so, then put the chicken and sauce in a corningware dish, added a handful of cherry tomatoes, and stuck it in the oven at 180 for an hour or so.

Very good.

A Citroen Traction Avant, 6 cylinder model (15CV).

Left hand drive, gearlever in the dashboard in typical Citroen style.

I have a soft spot for Citroens, having wrenched on a DS20/5 and quite a lot on a GS a long time ago.