It was biting cold at 4 am when we had to wake up and get ready to leave Cape Town, and bitter sweet to leave our family there and come home to our real homes and pets and lives..........
We arrived to a sunny warm and welcoming ...Durban, and a house full of studfents who were using my home while we were away. Young vibey, future accountants with sass and not any bit like what one would expect--- no nerds these.
They had a love lunch with Rose with us and left, and I was able to catch up some time with Picasso, the Peke, who seemed to have survived the students and being abandoned for the Easter Break.....
We were then inundated with family, Nafisa, my sister and her lovely husband Zahir and their brood of two sons, one like the Dad, and the other like the Mom, but the personailties are totally swopped over, so the one who looks like mom, shares Dads personality traits, and vice versa.....We had missed them during the easter break away, and enjoyed high tea of a speciality cake from Miguil's...Feroro Rocher Cake is divine and I'm often fantasizing about the taste each time I think about it.
Nafisa has a five year old now, who is a busy , sporty, and eager little boy and none of the monster, that he used to be........or does he hide it well?? The little one, Azzie, is the cutest 7 month old who thanks to his gran has some really trendy baby clothes from cape Town.
When all left I was left alone to ponder my return to work the next day. Lectures had to be checked and plans had to be made to catch up with lost time during the recent student protests......A missed assessment had to be redefined as an assignment and a online test.... Oh well at least I had a ffew days off.........
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