The Antics Of Albert & Gareth #1

"I don't think I'll do kung-fu," Albert said one night as we all sat in the kitchen drinking Rooibos tea. After a momentary pause he added, "I think I'll do ninjutsu instead." and he punched Gareth, who was sitting next to him, squarely in the gut.
Gareth lurched forward a little, tea spilling onto his lap, and a tiny drop fell onto Albert's hand.
Albert giggled for a moment, then said: "Wait... you just spilled tea on my hand. I'm burned!"
And he jumped off his chair, waving his hand about and beating it against his other hand, as if extinguishing fire.

I doubled over laughing.

The End

A Poem For Halloween

In a house of endless night,
In which the bats and ghouls delight,
In a chair of faded white,
I'll read my book by candlelight.

And as the ghosts and demons fight,
A thousand bats take noisy flight,
And though they screech with all their might,
I'll read my book by candlelight.

A fire-maned horse storms into sight,
Destroying much in it's thundering flight,
While to the room it lays much blight,
I'll read my book my candlelight.

Locked in combat are a ghoul and a sprite,
The ghoul kills the other in a display of might,
And despite this grim and grisly sight,
I'll read my book my candlelight.

The ghosts wail loud as it strikes midnight,
One hundred wolves howl into the night,
Heedless of my fearful plight,
I'll read my book by candlelight.

Storming, icy, is the night,
I should be feeling dreadful fright,
But my chair is soft and my candle bright,
So,
I'll read my book by candlelight, 
I'll read my book by candlelight,
I'll read my book by candlelight,
(Through the dark and lonely night...)
I'll read my book by candlelight,
I'll read my book by candlelight....

Monday, 18th July, 2016

A picture of a blood orange for today.

Fell asleep with the scent of bug spray thick in the air, as Daddy was spraying it generously in the kitchen. Annoying.

Sunday, 17th July, 2016

Had a fantastic Sunday! Read half of Diary of a Wimpy Kid in bed between 7:20 and 9:00 before getting up.
Also, before getting up I wrote this  https://www.instagram.com/p/BH9IEP6AYit/ for Rowena's Instagram followers.
Wore my long white skirt and Daddy and the boys started a braai.
Braai lunch was delicious, and just before making the salad (which was my last-minute job) I soaked Rowena's feet in vinegar water, to help get rid of her scaly leg mites.
Couldn't even bring myself to eat second helpings.

Afterwards, wrote this  https://www.instagram.com/p/BH9ZY8Dgmmv/  for Rowena's Instagram followers, who had all (I was glad to hear) greatly enjoyed the previous story.
Then Mommy put on Merlin, and of course I'm still loving that series. Spared very little time to play computer games.

At about 9:00, I'm still awake, and I probably will be for several more hours.
The night is when I feel most comfortable and at peace with the world.
But not tired. I only think of sleeping at about 11:00
It's a pity to sleep and waste a beautiful, magical or peaceful night.
I usually get myself a snack and a book or two before putting my gemstones and crystals out in the moonlight to charge and lying down to rest.
So then it was goodbye to the best weekend I've had all year...