As we were approaching a neighbour called RMan's mobile and said they had dinner waiting and they would meet us on the dirt road to hand it over. Bless them.
|A small lasagne each - how very thoughtful|
|And a delicious salad, complete with olive oil and|
balsamic vinegar dressing ingredients
We tumbled out of the car, schlepped the last of the boxes and suitcases into the house, collapsed on the dining room chairs, gobbled down the food and then headed straight to bed.
Chaos ensues inside - with boxes everywhere - seemingly on every inch of floor space. And not just packing boxes either. There are also cooler boxes which are filled with the last of the fridge and freezer contents. And a dog.
And they are all determined to catch me unawares LOL Nothing worse than hurdles, in dim light, to ensure that one stumbles headlong at least once an evening - with or without a cup of tea / coffee in your hands.
|Chaos - and not easy to see at nighttime when the|
kerosene lamplight creates dark area's and casts deep
shadows across the floor
MKid spent the last few days of of his school holidays with us - and like all little boys - the irresistible urge to make a warming fire in order to cook marshmallows supersedes even inclement weather, and the hurdles of a topsy turvy house LOL
Not even drizzle dripping down the back of his neck dampened his enthusiasm and the quest for (blackened) oozing hot marshmallows merely encouraged him to huddle closer to the warmth of the fire :)
What we didn't know was that this minor cold front was a precursor of bigger and better things.
|MKid on a mission...|
|The reward of wet clothing and raindrops dripping|
down the back of his neck - melting
Seriously, our timing could not have been better... :)