Thursday
Dear Elsie
Last night it poured with rain again. I’ve mentioned this before but never in my time in Cape Town can I remember such consistently wet weather for so many weeks late May and into June. There are significant days in these two months that I remember well on their respective years. The first is of course, your birthday Elsie. On 21st May 2018, the day you were born the heavens opened! We travelled through to Worcester where you were born and along the N1 as we drove towards Paarl, we had our windscreen wipers on full blast. It was such an inconvenience because we were trying to rush to be at the hospital, but with the amount of water we couldn’t go too fast. Also, at the same time, 2017 had been the year of the most terrible drought, so we were rejoicing in the water coming down in sheets. It certainly marked the end of the drought and the dreaded ‘Day Zero’ that all the city had been talking about. It was a good day!
The other good day I remember was 20th June 2009, the day your parents got married! That day we enjoyed beautiful blue skies and brilliant sunshine.
Last night I woke up around 3am to the sound of dripping. It was raining heavily and I couldn’t decide where the drips were coming from. It turns out the rain was coming from a completely new direction – from straight off the sea. It was driven hard into our bedroom window and to Julian’s above. At the higher level it went under flashing and inexplicably dripped down into our bedroom. We have a dresser with two drawers in which we keep some technology. One was open and it was into that, that the drips of water dropped. There wasn’t a lot but it shouldn’t have been there in the first place. It is rare to have rain from that direction, so hopefully it won’t happen again.
I worked for at least 7 hours today and soon we will walk down to the beach, hopefully missing a shower that seems to be heading our way. At least there has been a little sunshine today and I managed to get towels dry.
I have started knitting Mike a scarf. That’s the next knitting project. I’m knitting 4 stitches of rib each side to prevent it from curling in.
David had a busy day yesterday so today he is kaput. No blood test results yet. We just carry on going.
Psalm 119:76
May your unfailing love be my comfort, according to your promise to your servant.
It’s not about now – we are only passing through.
Keep the smile going.
God bless you.
In His Grip,
Gran xx 🙂