On 28 January the journey started. I nearly died as that truck pulled into my driveway, but settled as I got myself an ice cream and sat under the only tree in my yard, watching the men pack.
On Saturday it all turned pear-shaped. Things got left out. The container was too small. But lo-and-behold. Everything got in, and the seal was fixed.
When that truck-with-container drove down the road death settled in the soul again. I felt like "there goes my everything"... who remembers that ad? Only the "boere" from SA.
Tuesday, 15 March 2011
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New Horisons
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