Housemate CP made a hilarious comment on the weekend, which I remember tagging as post-material... unfortunately I didn't file it correctly.
Our house is now warmed - I only told 3 people about it, and am full of regret as I realise I dropped the ball. In an attempt to shift blame, you should have come anyway, but seriously, apologies, that one's been tagged as a fail.
When you have foreigners in your place of dwelling, you open yourself up to a lot... from people critiscising the contents of your cupboards, filling your fridge with milky concoctions and commenting on your conservative bedroom decorations. Im claiming 'bedroom in best condition'. Nic definitely took 'most real food in cupboard' and CP gets the 'at least my bathroom light hasnt fused' award.
Saturday morning saw three guys attempt some baking forwardslash song writing. Time and reader-interest doesn't allow for a full explanation - but the cake was good, the song was catchy... and we managed to liberate our braais from Greenan Road armed with the confectionary.
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