An SA hen party

It's taken me yonks to put up these photos, probably cos I wasn't invited. No I'm not bitter! (mutter mutter mutter) I understand guys don't need to hear about the horrible sorts of things women can talk about at these sorts of things.



Cath obviously loved it - there was tons of cool food and an amzing cake!

Yollie was dressed up.... mmm, French maid.

It was a kitchen tea / hen party - so a tea cup cake was appropriate.

This photo is so red it actually gives me the heeby-jeebies. And that straw!?

The gang.

Yollie doing the little teapot dance and gyrating to win a race.

How low can you go? Dressed like that - pretty low.

Forcing out a fart face was I believe how Cath described this one...

Sword dancing... very sexy.

And then everyone did a bit of belly dancing.

The girls all stayed over for the night so I got some peace.

Cath snapped the Kuilsrivier sunset that eve for good measure.

Happy bday Jan - and Cath goes to the rugga - bitch!

So Janet turned.... older and we had a mini-celebration at the old fogie home.



Jan and Dominique
and with Louis and Louis.

She even got a lekker Birthday cake - covered in chocolate. Mmmmm.

A few days ago Cath got a ticket to the rugby - to watch the Stormers take on the Chiefs (of New Zealand) I think. I had to work so she went with our buddies - Buff organising the tickets. How's that? A woman at the rugby - what's next I ask you? They'll be allowed to vote or something crazy!

Varsity Cup final

Not really so much to say about this one, except that Rory, Buff, Cath and I headed out to my old alma mater to watch Stellenbosch Uni defend their club championship crown against ... who was it this time, oh, sho knows. all we care about is that they won. Again.

Now Buff may have indoctrinated Rory with his lies about how UCT were robbed the previous year but I don't buy it. UCT are used to making excuses, they've got pretty good at it over the last 20 or so years as they've watched their rivals up the N2 carry away the silverware. But I don't care what you say, any uni that breeds a Scalk Burger is a class above.

So we drove to Stellies on a Monday night - got a speeding ticket and took these photies of the sunset on the way.

The thing was, it just got better and better. I must have taken about 100 photos cos it got redder and redder and more stunning everytime I looked. These snaps really don't do it justice.

Anyway, then for some rugby.

The Maties girls. Mmmm.

Ag, not great photos I know, but I needed something to show 'we were there when Maties won (again) in 2009'.

The new place and a visitor

March 09

Now I'm not gonna take photos in each room at the moment, you'll just have to believe me when I say that our place is a maze of boxes and belongings. Cath's mom is tryting to clear out her place and so in addition to our stuff, we have a bunch of the Heany belongings filling our new

house.


Starting to get the lounge clear. We inherited this furniture from Caths' folks.
and our kitchen.



The study - still a bit of a mess. I stored my books and sports stuff in these crates.

And then our stuff arrived from Ireland. About 20 boxes of books, clothes, bits n bobs and, as they say in the shops, 'lots lots more'.

After we got a bit organised, it was down to getting ready for baby. The crib and cot needed painting. Cath did the lion's share of that, I must be honest.



And then we had a visitor...

Mr Tiger. The next door neighbours' cat. The kids named him - what a cool name. Every now and again they wander through the gap between the houses and come looking for him, but this time he came alone...

Methinks he was chasing our squirrels again!



Curious little bugger he is.

This last one, through the window, sees him chasing squirrels. He hasn't caught one yet as far as I know, Whew.