I’m on holiday with The Kid, at home. Today we are taking a bus tour through Cape Town… but what’s on my mind is the funny little room called the “afdak” (Afrikaans for a lean-to – a room stuck on the side of the house), where I now can’t see the floor.
All the friends who think I am so organised would be a little pleased to see it.
Why are things thus?
The kist I usually store the sewing stuff in has the Christmas trees on it, so I’ve taken the sewing stuff out for the duration. And now it’s on the floor.
Also I’ve got behind on filing….. aaaargh. Nothing for it but to wade in there…