Smoky Saturday

I am the tongmaster

I'm mostly including this picture to make my father proud. We had a braai this evening. Or rather, I braaied while the Godmother watched tennis on TV and W tried to save some raspberries from bindweed. I am very full now, and quite sleepy, so apologies if I ramble! 

I did a bit of shopping today, and got some exciting bargains! Ever since I tidied my wardrobe, I've been alarmed by just how few clothes I have. It seems that way when I'm trying to get ready for work, anyway!

Speaking of work, I'm back in tomorrow and next free on Friday. I must remember to check to see if those babies made it into today's paper. I was under some internal pressure to get one of them in for today (and ended up talking to some fairly impressive journalists in the process), so I will be dismayed if the page has been eaten by adverts. 

I'm going to keep it short and sweet for now, as I am having trouble typing. My brain is unimpressed by the amount of sleep in order!

Goodnight!