Friday, August 24, 2012

Where no cars go.


Today, in a week, my life be my own again.
The nasties will have flown off back to where they belong... most of them anyway. There will be time for friends and cooking and sleeping well...
The long legged man will walk through my door once more, returned from his long travels. He sends me pictures from a country where most people don't own cars. Can you imagine that?


Cape Town is beautiful today, washed clean after the rains, with a thick lashing of Spring in the air.


A Friday treat: lunch from Jason Bakery. A Buffalo and Thyme sausage roll, piping hot from the oven. And a brownie for dessert. Not just any old brownie.
I sigh to think that Jason never asked me out when we were neighbors. I would have fallen in love with his tattoos and his cooking and become very fat. And if we had married, my name would now be Lily Lilley.



6 comments:

ckzero said...

Lily Lilley - a girl so great they named her twice.

the sourcerer said...

and she takes a bow...
:-)

Petro said...

Wonderlik, Lily. Ek love dit. Goeie nuus dat die Langbeenman terug kom.

Petro

the sourcerer said...

dankie Petro!
my hart klop vinniger by die gedagte.

Karen Bekker said...

yay!!

Cheers to normality x

Tanja said...

phhhhaaah. relief, I am sure. long legged man, may he be a joy to behold when he appears. still, yes, one must rue the passing of opportunities, especially ones that would look so good on one's brass name plate.