I have been a non blogging Granny again.
So, on Friday, my friend at work gave me an e-mail advertising an art meander.
You had to go to an address and get a map.
The map gave you the addresses of 14 places you could go to look at various art.
A clever idea.
Not well known artists but it could be interesting.
We arrived at the first place only to discover I hadn’t read the mail correctly.
The meander is only on the 7th of December.
However, the lady was charming and invited us in to look at her stuff.
She does graphite drawings.
I was blown away at her home.
How the other half live.
What a beautiful house.
Her drawings were excellent too.
On the way out I noticed this huge collage.
Wish I had taken photos for you.
It was a collection of things taken from her parent’s drawers when they died.
Her Dad’s old penknives.
Bits of jewellery from her Mom.
Old bank notes.
A couple of cigarette cases.
One with some VERY old cigarettes in it.
I was intriqued with it.
Until I saw three sets of false teeth.
And a little bottle of ashes.
On the way there we passed this little guy at the traffic lights.
His owner begs there and the mutt is always with him.
He sits on the island with cars going by on both sides.
There is always food and water for him.
And now I see he has a raincoat too.
He is obviously well loved.
This is the last weekend to register for voting in next year’s election.
Mex and I went yesterday.
We had to change our voting area from Cape Town to here.
I always vote.
If you don’t vote you can’t complain.
And you know how I like to complain about our useless corrupt government.
The official opposition party has really been on the ball.
We have been inundated with phone calls, e-mails and sms’s reminding us to register.
The ruling party sent me ONE sms.
They are probably too busy eating takeaways at our expense.
The ruling party will still get in but, hopefully, with a reduced majority.
On the way back from our little trip we went to this place for a cup of coffee.
I’m glad I don’t have to mow the grass.