Lunch in Noordhoek at Rosie and D's airy house through which a warm breeze blew through the glass doors open to the view. Outside, a beautiful vegetable garden, fenced for shelter for when the breeze turns serious.
Kale, giant broccoli plants, Thai basil to flavour our Thai-inspired and fragrant meal. The basil makes me miss my summer terrace.
Post prandial wire chair making. All you need is a lot of sparkling wine, for materials.
Lily got serious.
Not as easy as it looks.
That's my wonky sample on the right.
I don't know when this pastime took hold, but after every lunch I have been to in Cape Town, the boules balls come out. The slope provided a challenge, but no guinea fowl were hurt in the game.
The behatted ones.
I think our next lunch invitation may have to read BYOB.
Bring your own balls.