First…the above photo.
My Dad found some REALLY old photos.
And I thought they might be a bit interesting.
Taken in about 1938/40
That tank looks as if it hadn’t operated for more than a hundred years.
Bear with me.
End of history lesson.
It has been an up and down week.
I have had a rotten cold.
It is on it’s way out.
I have just sort of felt out of it.
Have not felt like blogging.
Or even eating.
There was one highlight.
Mex’s son came down on business from Johannesburg.
I hadn’t seen him in more than ten years so it was great.
We met him for supper.
Just before we left I asked the folks if they would babysit Jasmine.
My Mom asked what time we would be back.
I asked what time they were planning on going to bed.
My Dad said they worried when the kids were out at night.
I shrieked with laughter.
I have not been called a kid for a LONG, LONG time.
We ate at a restuarant in the local casino complex.
And went to the casino after supper.
Where I won R800.
I probably would have put it back.
But Mex was hovering(he does not gamble)
And made me cash in.
Still…..I had fun.
About the only time this week.
It has rained and rained and rained.
And then, just for fun, it rained some more.
And now it looks like we are going to get some more.
I think I am suffering from lack of sunshine.
Lack of warmth.
Lack of my own home.
Lack of the grandkids.
Even lack of my kids.
And that is taking lack to a new level.
Oh yes….and lack of Tom….have resigned myself that he has met an untimely end.
So…before this becomes a pity party I shall leave you.
Tomorrow is a new day.