The biker and the baker

A few of us joined John last Sunday afternoon for another fantastic day at the quarry. We all met at Zone7 where we got to check out the lekker cockpits of some of the bikes that will be doing the Amageza rally at the end of April. The day started out a little iffy with us leaving Zone7 and riding directly into the sights of a waiting traffic cop. In all fairness, he was right to stop us - we were riding on the verge of the road towards oncoming traffic. Fortunately John's good looks did the trick, and we all got away with only a few stern words. I haven't been riding in weeks, and it felt awesome to be back on the dirt. My Priscilla was enjoying herself too - throwing her tail out round the corners.  ;-) After a few hours of fun, I followed Roost, Pleco & Rubicon back along the railway line into Table View. Another fantastic day - thanks Crossed-up!! (John) Here's some of my pics...

So, if you know me and have spoken to me since January, you would probably know that we went through quite a bumpy patch at the beginning of the year.  Jethro started school at a preschool called Lilliput.  He was really looking forward to it and we all had butterflies in our tummies as the day dawned.   Our sleepy head on his first day of school Our excited sleepy head wakes up and is ready to go!! Much to our frustration and dismay, our little fighter pilot started complaining and crying and clinging every time he had to go to school.  Now, if he was three and doing it, I would say, okay, he'll get over it, but he is not.  He is five years old!  I heard that little voice in my head saying that maybe there is something to it.  Maybe he is not just full of nonsense. Our big boy goes to school, gotta have some photies! Such a handsome cricketer! Showing off his new school bag So excited! First day!  Standing in line!...

One of the gifts that Jethro added to his wishlist for his 5th birthday was some fish in a tank.  I thought that was quite cute and envisioned a tiny little aquarium standing on the table next to his bed, with maybe 3 or 4 little pretty fishies swimming around. Next thing I know, we have a 2 meter aquarium standing in our lounge (as it is way too big for Jethro's room), with thirteen not-so-little Malawian Cichlids eyeing us out.     How did our little aquarium change to a big aquarium????  What happened??? One of Tony's friends was giving his fish away, as he was getting ready to go on honeymoon and was not going to have time to look after the fish.  Only problem was that he was only giving the fish away, and nothing else.  Not the tank, not the air filter, not any of the other McGadgets which any proud Aquarium owner would need.  Anyhoo, the friend said that we could use his fish tank and all the other things until we acquire our own.  So, t...

About three weeks ago, I suggested to Grego that we do a day trip to Moorreesburg. He was keen, so we started discussing and planning routes. Soon, there was a thread going on the Wilddogs forum. Most of the guys plan rides for Sunday mornings. I prefer to make church a priority, and luckily we live in Cape Town where (in summer) it only starts getting dark after about 7pm! Grego and I decided to meet at 11h30 at the usual spot – the Richwood Total garage. We let everyone else (on the Wilddogs forum) know that we’ll be leaving later if anyone would like to join us. A couple of guys put their names down under the “late sleeperzzzzzzz” section. After church on Sunday morning, I was rearing to go, so I hop on the bike and shoot over to Richwood garage to wait for the rest. I was busy checking and adjusting the pressure in my tyres when Grego pulls in. It’s not long before we were both ready, and waiting for the rest. Nobody comes... A quick phone call to some people who I had telephon...

And finally the big day arrived.  The day our first baby turns 5! Cupcakes were baked and presents were wrapped.  Now we just have to wait for Mister to wake up...  last year when we woke him up with cupcakes and singing we were told in a cross voice:  "Mom and Dad, I'm still sleeping!"  So, this time we wait :) And so the man of the hour arises, with a big smile on his face, informing me that he is five now!  And so he is!  Happy birthday Jethro!!  Our incredible, amazing, courageous, sporty boy!  We love you so much, as much as to the moon and back!  We love you more than ice cream with sprinkles, with a fireball!  You are our super duper super hero!  And we are so proud to be your mommy and daddy!  So, cupcakes were eaten, presents unwrapped.  Jethro stumbled upon his gift in my cupboard a couple of days prior, so the surprise was lacking but he still enjoyed playing with his new Lego and built a magni...