i won R3 million in our poker evening on wednesday. not that i need the money. am thinking of donating it to ‘the recession’.
then Mark insisted on doing card tricks that didn’t work. he figured if he acted mysterious and wore a sailor hat we’d become more gullible to his guiles. it didn’t work.
and then last night i dressed up in a Goldilocks outfit and sat on bear’s lap at the launch of the Airstreams atop the Grand Daddy Hotel in Long Street. but more about that later.