Jeffrey's Bay - that's where I've been for the first time - visiting my friend Louis who you may remember had a bad accident and then a massive stroke. I tell you , there's nothing like seeing a close friend who was once a super-fit surfer but is now confined to a wheelchair to make you realise you just don't know what's around the corner.
|Sorry, I can't come out tonight ,|
I've got a splitting headache
|Elvis Blue and Frazzled Boo|
And so that was my fleeting weekend in my favourite country (I know I've said Denmark is my favourite but it's always been South Africa - I was just saying that to please the Danes). So how nice it was to arrive back at Heathrow to find (eventually) my car under 5 inches of snow. Uncharacteristically I had made a note of the zone and row number which was just as well given it had even snowed on both number plates. I wasn't, however, organised enough to change out of said orange Havainanas before attempting to find said car. We live and learn as they say.