…. I’m melting. In the middle of power cut here (3:30pm) and it’s so forking hot I feel I might actually melt. Impossible to do any work with no fan. Thank god for my laptop and my mobile internet connection. I love you both.
I’m hoping for a spot of rain later. Even though the storms do tend to scare the bejesus out of me. And I don’t scare easily. Storm = power cut (obviously, what else…) so I get to listen to the almighty racket of a Hill Tracts storm by candle light. Spoooky. There is a saying about thunder (maybe it’s just a South African saying?) that God is moving his furniture around. Well it certainly sounds like the God here has a hell of a lot of furniture. And is unhappy with his interior decorator.