The wind has changed; I wonder if that means anything on a more subliminal level.
Heh heh, I just looked up the weather so I could tell you some definite numbers, and for some reason whatever site I looked on first gives the weather in Fahrenheit... which is fine, except that I immediately started translating that as if it were Celsius and came up with "Oh my GOD, if it were that hot we'd all be dead!!" Anyway, yeah, it's barely seventy at the moment, the prediction is for a high of 18(64) a low of 11(51) and rain... gorgeous! Someone commented this morning that this is more like winter weather except that there are still leaves on the trees.
Baby, if this is winter in Cape Town then sign me up for a permanent residence visa!
This morning (it's still morning btw, not quite 11am) I had a long nice chat over breakfast with Erica about families and music. I talked about about my little brothers and how I sort of raised them (especially the youngest ones) and was there for one of their births and how it means I don't feel too bad about not being able to have kids of my own because I've had quite enough of parenting and all, thank you very much. Except that she talked a bit about her sons' births and I got all misty and wistful.
We swapped tales about the abrupt and early end of our musical careers and then she nearly broke my heart when she gave me a long hug; I'm not sure which of us she was trying to console! Anyway, she's a wonderful lady and I'm becoming more and more fond of her by the hour. (Which of course drives me to be the best guest I can.)
Final note here, I'm collecting a small lexicon of words and phrases I'm learning and trying to track their context and use etc. I need to get a smaller notepad to keep them in, my clipboard is really too bulky to carry around all the time, and makes me self-conscious (plus makes others self-conscious around me, and that's no good).
Remind me to tell you about the Christmas pudding later on!
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