We had some fun when a local took me on the dance floor. This lovely lady may look about twelve but she is married to a lovely chap who took loads of pictures of our Salswith a handsome young son. Bear dwarfs her.

I’ve never managed to get a nice shot of Larry and Marlo together, so with a bit of persuasion – finally

The funniest backgammon game ever. I went hell for leather to get as many of my men in Bear’s camp. I managed to thirteen in total, and I had four blots covered. I then had some lucky rolls and kept Bear on and off the bar. The final throw for Bear to win (let’s face it, I couldn’t complain, I had had a good run). All he had to throw was two two’s or above. I cheekily wished for Bear to throw a one, well amazingly he did. Then I threw a double five and no one was more surprised than me. Bear said one or two choice words and muttered quite a bit.

Well then it happened, our local phone chirped. Braai on today as a final, final farewell at four o’clock. Everyone tucking in – Brian to a particularly ‘meat lovers’ dish.

We all had something else to celebrate, all being well Mum and Baby Tinson get to go home tomorrow. YeeeeHaaa.