Granny’s public holiday

Good Morning to anyone who is still around.
Guess who is still at work?
Mind you, it is blissfully peaceful.
No Xmas carols blaring.
Just me.
And I quite like me so that is cool.

At lunchtime I am meeting an old family friend for coffee.
Well, she is old and a friend of my first husband’s family.
She is a sweet old bird who never stops talking so I will just have to sit there and nod now and again.

Talking about friends, I went to meet a woman, I haven’t seen for a couple of years,yesterday.
We arranged to meet at a massive mall in Claremont.
I don’t know whose bright idea that was.
Think it might have been mine.
What a mistake.
Big mall…public holiday…just before Xmas.
A recipe for a nightmare.

I couldn’t find parking even though I tried to be positive.
Eventually I decided to try the parkade.
The ramp went round and round and round.
Up and up and up.
At one stage I considered I might have taken a wrong turn and was going to end up on top of Table Mountain.

I found a parking spot and,after asking directions, found the restuarant.
I was 30 minutes early so I ordered a cup of coffee.
It arrived.
I should have taken a pic.
Half a cup.
Thought about asking the waiter where the other half was but bit my tongue.
It was also lukewarm.
Three mouthfuls and it was gone.

Then I settled down to people watch.
Strange how the people I am watching seem to find this disconcerting.
Must be the granny look.

Now I need to go to the ladies.
I think there is something alive in my jeans.
Besides me.

Before I go(whatever it is is not biting me…yet)…Jasmine found this piece of kelp this morning.
It must have been a very special piece.
She carried it the full lenth of the beach.
Rushed around the dunes lloking for a perfect spot to bury it.
Couldn’t.
Got into the car with it.
She made the most amazing chirping,gurgling sound all the way home.
When I get home tonight I will find she has dug a hole somewhere in the garden.
Dumb dog.