Summer is here (or is it?)

Well summer seems to be peeking through the door, at last. We have had a couple of good days during the last week, almost went to work without gloves on! The flowers are all starting to blossom although the daffodils are over now, everything else is flowering, including the weeds, the dandelions seem to be particularly prolific this year, they also are short stemmed, I think this is top avoid being cut off in their prime by the random and in frequent passes of the lawnmower. I have heard of some even ducking as the mowers went over them, mine have been attacked by a weed eater (of the Flymo variety), so there was not much of a respite for them, and there are a few dandelion shaped holes in the lawn. The plants have nearly all risen to the top of the pond, although the fish still seem to be rather partial to the fresh young water-lily leaves, I hope to see the leaves eventually make it to the top of the pond unmolested. We have now had a few braais and now have some boerewors in stock. We had a nice little braai last night with a pork fillet and some sadza, pap to the South Africans, and went to see a play in the village hall afterwards, is that classified as dinner and theatre? There was even complimentary cheese and wine, ( that has made me thirsty better get a beer, only Bud though) we were unable to partake, too full from our braai. The play was really entertaining and amusing, far better than sitting at home watching the TV.

The latest story here is the volcanic ash, from Iceland, apparently it would not be a good idea to wash cars at the moment as the ash could cause severe damage to the paintwork, I think it is too late for our car, however. No planes have been flying until recently and the air force announced on Friday morning that they had grounded some of their aircraft, this did not happen until after several test flights over our house at about eleven at night.

Last weekend was a busy one for us, as all the kids visited us at one time and another, Louise and Matt were first and after I made the bacon sandwiches we went to a boot sale and then rushed home for a braai lunch that brought Robyn and Martin. We had a great meal and they all left at about six, only to be replaced by Philip, Ami and Harry. Harry is the apple of his grandma's eye and must have a houseful of toys and books, he is a reading fool. He was a happy little soul, even though full of the cold, which he has passed on to Liz.