2010 has started badly; early on new year's day I was told that the lady who looks after my house when I'm not here, had died.
Meme Anna was one of the few people I trust to take care of Stoffel and other animals properly.
She was someone I depended on heavily when I'm away in the desert.
Her death means that I have to stay here in the north of Nam until I can re-organize my life.
It also means that I'm marooned in spayce ... I've explained before why I can't afford to be online much but, instead of going cold turkey, I'll try to answer comments and post the occasional draft that I have saved ... a kind of hit-and-run operation ... (believe me, it can take 4 to 5 minutes to load a page - if it doesn't just time-out) ...
Anyway, while I'm here I'll be building and thinking.
You guys must keep in touch hey ...
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I have wondered if you had gone to your northern home. I am really sorry to hear about the news. I hope Meme Anna's family is alright and accepting her passing with patience.
ReplyDeleteDid you ever post more pictures of your house? I'll try to find them.
I have not checked out who Stoffel is, scared it might jump on me or I might jump on the coffee table. I'll get my son to explore first.
Message in a bottle! How appropriate. It is so true sometimes, because we just don't know who is going to pick it up.
I hope you are able to settle things. A little transitioning, believe me, sometimes can be a good thing.
Hey Graham, If I lived closer, (say on your continent) I'd offer to look after the monkey :)
ReplyDelete..I definately get what you are saying about the bonds developed with animals. Lately I catch myself chatting up my dog when we are out walking, I look up and there's the postal lady grinning at me.
sorry to heard about the lost. She was a good friend too - I'm guessing.
ReplyDeleteSo the message in the bottle communication time is like your internet connection because a serious message of death is not one that makes me think of a message in a bottle.
Thanks OG - Yes, my perspective has changed, I take too much for granted.
ReplyDeleteEvery muscle in my body, aching from physical work, reminds me how slack I become when I have a high-speed internet connection ...
Hehe Monica - a monkey-whisperer hey? ... they're furry-cute but can be pretty impish ...
ReplyDelete... I know, I talk to the fur people, to chickens, bugs, whatever - sometimes they talk back ...
Thanks lisleman - yes, I was trying to convey my feeling of isolation on this prehistoric dial-up connection ...
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