Coffee's ready - help yourself. Just wash your own mugs, ok? It's not a five-star hotel, as my mum kept reminding us brats. Not that we ever paid much attention to that.
Foggy here, everything is serene and muted ... peaceful. We even had some rain last (or very heavy dew). Still can't get used to the soft, gentle rain here in the Cape. Rain should be an opera, with a long overture - massive clouds building up, thunder, lightning, and only then should the rain come crashing down, with that amazing smell of big fat drops on hot soil. Here it's more like chamber music: very polite and proper and subdued - Sunday mannersy. Good in it's own way, but I want to know that it's raining.
Anyway, enough of that - have a good Saturday, all of you.
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