Goooooood Morning to All you Braai Fundi's of Note!
Well, my life is slowly getting back into it's familiar routine after a few weeks of travelling to Durban and Cape Town....
Today was meant to be a warm east wind day, these are the best for igniting timbers and all...
The English HO opened my dark curtains this fine morning to reveal cold wet Atlantic mist, swirling as it always does around the Moose Mansion...... Hot coffee in hand I started to plan my day as Shakira sang to me about something under her clothes....
"Fanie's boy's are playing a wee game later today, braai, beer........" , when the HO interrupted my visual thoughts with , "Don't forget that we are off to the School this afternoon for the Eistedfodd.........!"
:wtf: , "What For ?" , I exclaimed.....
"Your Son has a 1 minute poem to read out....." ....... she replied.
"For one entire minute, I have to sit through 2 and half hours of other peoples urges saying their pieces.........! This ain't fair!" I complained......
"You're going! " , she stated....
"But Fanie expects all of us online braaiers to support his team virtually this afternoon....." , I explained....
It was pointless....... I was wasting my time trying to persuade her, I had to go to the cause of this intrusion to my day......
"LastBORNMoose....come hither!" , I yelled down the hallway......
