Blog 42: On a casual Sunday.

I decided on this chilly Youth Day to continue with Blog 42 – which I had started – and it was totally – totally not blady there! I know, I swear I remember saving and, and, and …. and somewhere in the dark and ghostly files on this blady tablet lurks Blog 42. But not for me to find.

This week I hadn’t decided on a subject matter, I was commenting on this and that – and now, well, I need to build a bridge as its time to start again. So, I didn’t have any particular subject. So we will chat this week about Life with Dizabeth in general. Last weekend we had an amazing Sunday. Not something you do every weekend (if you live in the Slowveld) and it made me wonder why we don’t. (Obviously because there aren’t regular events Dizabeth!) We with the rest of Nellies went to a concert in the park. We (I) packed snacks, and at this stage I must add, thank goodness I didn’t sneak any – no wait at this stage I can’t say “sneak” as I had no idea of the “rules” that lay ahead so luckily for me I didn’t lose any wine again – remember the disastrous incident at Cape Town International during lockdown? When uncle Cyril brought back the Booze Ban for the new year – and didn’t Dizabeth – well you all know me, I had ensured that I was sorted and had my supply – only to get it confiscated at the airport. I know right! If it hadn’t been so utterly tragic, I would have laughed. The lady who confiscated it, well I can still hear her plaintive “sooooooorrrrri” as she smashed the blady bottles in the bin! That shattering of glass – I needed a therapy session for weeks after (kidding – or am I?) digressing again Diz! Back to Sunday. I got some yummo snacks from good Ol’ Woolies and added a 1L of fruit juice (lucky for me!) and we arrived at the Botanic Gardens. At the last minute I grabbed a water. (Shucks my skin is so dry now, according to my Pedi Lady it’s because I am not drinking enough…… nope I was going to say water dear reader – I certainly drink enough wine!) anyhow huge digression there – so we arrive and doesn’t this young girl ask for my water – I was quite surprised was she asking for a gulp of it – what was her buzz? It turned out no – nado – none liquids allowed – blady cheek if you ask me – you had to buy inside! So of course, we all know Diz threw the hugest tantrum – that is until Gary gave me an extremely stern and embarassed “look” which I realised meant it was time to cut my tantrum short and instead I stomped off like a baby elephant! And what dear reader happened? Every blady body around us had – craftily – snuck in their refreshments and boldly blady brought them out and enjoyed their bubbly whilst Dizabeth watched – although I did luckily – if I am honest when I had checked, and checked and done a thorough recci of the area – and knew I wasn’t going to get “bust” I ‘casually’ poured some of our juice for us.

So back to the reason why we were sneaking juice at the Botanic Gardens: Gary had surprised me with tickets – so each Sunday for the past month there have been various artists performing at the Botanic gardens. Earlier this year Gary bought tickets to the Good Luck Jonathan concert however we had friends over that weekend and so we didn’t go. Now here I am serious when I tell you Gary seriously, seriously needed therapy (nope we didn’t get him to a therapist but sjoe he was bleak!) so when he came home and enthusiastically (and super chuffed with himself) told me he has got tickets to Jeremy Loops – I must admit I did do flick flacks. Now I need to admit – when I thought about it – I realized I didn’t know one song – nope not even half a song or even a title of his genre. Now after acting as if I really knew this chap, I realised it would be super weird to Gary that his dearest darling wife didn’t even know his music. It was at this point, on the quiet I what’s app’d Chad and asked what songs he sang. I waited and waited – and sure as nuts – as Jeremy opened with his first song – my phone pinged! Saved by the bell! My son said that “Down South” was one of his songs – as the introduction instruments started it dawned on me – I do know Jers music! And there was the song Chad had mentioned 😊 anyhow we arrived early, (super early) the idea was to chillax in the winter sun. Gary had his Sunday newspapers I had brought my tablet (Netflix dear reader – Netflix) my book …so I was sorted, bought a blanket. In fact, we got given the most stunning picnic blanket through MySchoolMyVillageMyPlanet (where I work for those that don’t know) and I brought a 2^nd blanket and of course a pillow for Dizabeth. We arrived and there weren’t that many people. So, we shook our blanket and laid them out. Now we had a fair amount of space. (I love my personal space and trust me I had more than enough). Anyhow this was all well and dandy, that is until it wasn’t – it became quite awkward if I am honest. As we got closer to Jer performing the peeps streamed in – I heard one lady proudly telling her friends – she had seen on her watch she had walked 4kms! So, what kind of irked me – since we had our huge land claim happening there – as the people arrived space became of prime concern. Well eventually the crowd on front, behind and both sides of us – well let’s just say I am sure they are still telling their beloved friends and family about the couple whose friends didn’t pitch – the Norman and Norma no friends who had TWO blankets spread out – in fact they had their own islands – whilst they all were crammed up together! And yes, dear reader – absobladalutely Dizabeth felt super embarrassed – their kids with all with their friends – especially little gang girls (oh my giddy aunt in Nelspruit – I never realized there are that many teen girls!) Anyhow they would wander back to mom, dad and friends camps and literally squash together whilst the Robbertze’s were spread eagled on their blady blankets!

And whilst we on awkward moments I must share; Jer was supposed to start performing at 3pm – well 3.15 there was still no sign of him. So Dizabeth in her usual booming voice – shouts across to Gary who is in the neighbouring country to me  “where the heck is this dude? He needs to realise he isnt in the same league as Robbie Williams!” it was then that I noticed an extremely good looking young man chatting with the people in front of us – in fact he helped himself to one of their samosas it was then that I also noticed the teen girls in front of us acting extremely silly – and it was then that it dawned on me “oh frik it was Jeremy himself ambling through the crowd” (I know nice touch hey?)

Other than that – not much is news with Diz. Besides the cold – oh my word! How blady cold is it? The other night I was lying (as always) on the couch, I had my winter pajammies, 2 x big winter socks, 2x gowns, and a beanie – watching The Block I suddenly thought I am about to combust – the heat emanating from me – however dear reader I decided to ignore the passing heat wave as in two seconds I would be frizzo whizzo again – mind you I also had 2 cats and Bandit surrounding me – three little hot water bottles – it was snug and warm – until it wasn’t for a split second! But I pushed through the wave, and all was good😊

And dear readers is all she wrote for this week.

Stay well, and definitely warm and always, always be kind to yourself.

Thanks for loving my blog the way you do.

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