Mexican Food and Othniel
Beez Neez now Chy Whella
Big Bear and Pepe Millard
Tue 12 Nov 2019 23:57
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Mexican Food and Othniel   We woke this morning to find these flower wreaths floating around the marina. I was happily
taking these shots out of the conservatory back door when I heard a rustling
behind me. Bear was still in bed ??? Turning I saw a monkey sitting in our main
doorway helping himself to the few BBQ tortilla chips in the tuck basket. I was
so surprised I asked him to exeunt stage left forgetting to take his picture. He
re-joined the other four bimbling along the main walkway........whatever
next.
 Bear trotted off along the main
quayside to see if he could organise shore power for
Beez.
 Soon he was
laying down on the job. While he
was doing that I tackled the fridge that had stopped working three days ago
(same problem as before – a piece of detritus was blocking something), a few
hard taps, a drubbing with the blow torch and whoosh into tentative life. I
stripped everything out, the tomatoes could be mown with a Flymo, the cucumber s
spongy but most food was OK. Butter, milk and essentials were tucked in the cool
box at one end of the freezer and the three cheese blocks were laid in the
freezer itself – just in case the whiring, action noise
abated.
   A colourful ray bimbled over to say ‘hello’.
 Then he went to say ‘hello’ to Slow Flight. Trevor called over to see if we fancied Mexican for lunch so I
sprayed the fridge and left it to its whiring. Bear successfully hooked us up to
the electric supply, so we can say it had been a promising morning. En route to
lunch we passed a tattoo parlour and I found myself head through the door,
booked for ten on the morrow for my African piece.
 Soon Kimi was holding Bear’s and her Red Jar – no e numbers and
way too sweet for me.
  Kimi’s platter and Bear’s
nachos.
  Trevor’s and mine.
 Trevor enjoyed mango daiquiri. me strawberry, the food was
delicious.
  On our way back from
lunch I was inspired to poke my head back in the tattoo place. They had a spot,
in I went and Dylan settled to work. I’m not jumping the wildlife gun as we saw
many on our trip here in February 2003. Adobe Park
ellies.
 I got to
spend a very long time with this grumpy chap in full
must before word got out, game rangers descended and a huge exclusion
perimeter was set up. I had Bear stay in the car just in case there was a
maleness problem.....
 While I’m at
the reminiscing, we visited an elephant orphanage where we each bought a
bucketful of cabbage leaves, carrots etc. to feed the
cutest, biggest, parentless lovelies ever. Bear was getting on famously
with his chosen chap, when all of a sudden he sneezed. The wardens around us
looked to me to see if it was OK to laugh. I was rendered helpless. Every time
Bear said this is not funny the snot
dangling from his glasses waggled like a male turkeys engorged snoods (dangly
chin bits) and we all laughed even harder. And the silly Billy was wearing – yes
- a white shirt.
  Karma and Payback........ The following day we visited a
lion orphanage, my sweetheart went all gooey-eyed at being nuzzled then
decided to bite my right boob. Nasty, little, sharp, white fangs. With
protective, armed guards all around me I gently pressed my thumb into her throat
and whispered that she would be the next step on from rare if she didn’t let go.
I was very privileged to give her her last human cuddle as she was going to join
the teenagers in a big boy and girl pen the following day. In a couple of years
time she would have been tried in the adult enclosure to see if she could fend
for herself prior to release into the wild - or a game park - or if too
ill-equipped, a zoo. We wished her well but still carry the little, white teeth
marks from a rare, white lion cub – a permanent reminder
and some deserved recompense for
me.
 Back to today.
Meet Othniel – Hebrew for Lion of God. The two tiny
lines to the bottom right are there for a special reason. They mark the shipping
channel into Richards Bay where I steered hard right to move straight forward on
an interesting swell.
ALL IN ALL A GOOD DAY
INDEED
A VERY FRUITFUL
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