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Im finally back on the road, feet wise.  There are less hills in Nahoon than there are in Horse Shoe Valley, but there are more busses (I wont forget), two wheeled octagenarians... and hills.  Infact, I forgot about the medi-cross dip last night - which was an unpleasant route-choice fail.  There was also a guy on a bicycle to contend with, on the pavement, without lights... be wary of sticks old timer.

I had to design a pamphlet for our Hemingways soccer tournament, because I couldn't find anyone who is good at design with free time.  I find out last night they'r printing about 10 000, and its going into the paper and being read on the radio.  My email address is on that pamphlet...

Our digs, us, has this group of friends... They're the sort of friends who send you a message to come and collect a present - they did buy us a present - and yet we don't trust them entirely, and so organised to have someone man the fort while we were gone, incase its a scam and our house is going to get raided.  Keeps you on your toes.