TGI-Fing-F

Right, almost midday and I’m over my early morning rant.

Yesterday, I found myself staring blankly into the eyes of three workers on their way home, onboard the back of an open bakkie. This is what we do in traffic. We stare impassively. The bakkie turned, I turned, bakkie changed lanes, I ended up behind them again. Stare. I felt like I was in a Madam and Eve skit.

Eventually one of the guy’s bursts into a cheeky grin and waves at me. I grin back as they drive on and I turn off into my road. As much as I bitch about it - this is why I love my country.

The sun is shining and it’s Friday, people.

A friend has pottered off to Potch, of all places, for the weekend... with her own deckchair. I kid you not - piled bags and deckchair into car, and gone for a weekend in Pofadder, I mean Potch. And this is why I love her.

Ps. Ex-News24 columnist, Chris Roper, is back online. I’ve missed my weekly dose of sarcasm.