Al and Chants continue to keep us well stocked with wors, this time using some of the spices Al brought back with him from RSA. All in all he brought back enough spice mix to make 90+ kg of wors. Should keep us going for the next month or two :-)
We're really loving Cell life and are really getting to know these guys (errr.. mostly girls) well. Never needing an excuse to dine RSA style, here we dished up bototie for them. And what would it be without Mrs Ball blatjang!
Roz and Ether outdid themselves with a Murder Mystery dinner party. It was our first exposure to one of these... great fun. With the theme being "Murder on the Dance Floor" we all received our character profiles a few weeks before, giving us plenty of time to get into character and costume for the evening. Gaylene was the Chilean dace champion ....
while I had the privilege of being a cross-dressing theatre personality. I discovered what bronzer is (men, ask your wives).
"Hmmm... who could the murderer be? Must be that dodgy guy in the pink" The culprit turned out to be Esther's character. What a surprise!
Work it girl.
I've just realised that the last two months have been full of dinner parties and continuing in that vein Richard and Beckie Johnson invited us to Beckie's birthday party. Mexican! Wow.... a spread like that I have never seen before.
Ok children, who needs to visit the little girls room?
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Esther took G and I to do a little exploring one Sunday afternoon. Wimpole Hall is a stunning old manor house managed by the national Trust and isn't far from us. The grounds are brilliant.
The photo above is the evening view from Blackfriers Bridge in London from where I catch the bus on my commute home.
I found out early last month that I had 14 days leave to take before the end of March so have been having a number of long weekends lately which has been great. During one of those G and I did a self guided historical tour through St Ives. Beaut little village:
That little square structure in the middle of the bridge is one of three surviving bridge-chapels in the UK. Yup, a church built in the middle of a bridge. Its tiny! It makes sense...baptism is always just one step away. Bob Sorge's book "Following the River" comes to mind.
Statue's and tributes to Oliver Cromwell are all over this county.
It's late winter at the moment and only direct sunlight seems to thaw the frost on some mornings. This is our back yard by the way... huge by most UK standards. Oak tree and all.
The Open Door church put on a quiz night recently. It was brilliant, and there must have been well over 120 people. The quiz culture is a big thing here (UK) but as novices, G and I were pretty useless. Thank goodness for Jules in our team.. a one man team all on his own. We tied for 4th place out of more than 20 teams. Yeehaaa!!
Drinks at the local Pub after the quiz. I discovered only recently that "Pub" is short for "Public House". Who would have thought!
And finally, how can anyone not be inspired to dabble in portrait photography when your subject looks like this!!!
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