Zanzibar!

 Well, Geoff is slowly getting better and I have something huge to look forward to. My children Jeremy and Bettina have asked me along on a trip to Zanzibar! This is going to take place at the end of September. I will make all Geoff's meals and put them in the freezer (nearer the time of course) and am making enquiries about a carer for during this time. He doesn't want a carer of course, but. 

For example, today I particularly did not wake him up when I got back from the beach and he slept until eleven thirty am. He then made us both coffee, which was very nice. But again, what did he grab for himself for breakfast? Yoghurt. And I have been told he must have five small meals of protein (Sister Anne says things like chicken broth or any kind of soup with meat in it: he must eat the equivalent of three pieces of meat the size of my palm every day to keep his strength up). So I don't think yoghurt and ice-cream will cut it!  As for the long-awaited operation, no news yet. We are still experiencing a third wave of covid. And he is still having to carry that little machine with him wherever he goes. We walked the 600 metres to my son Michael's house last night so that he could watch the rugby. It's the first outing he has had since coming home. Michael brought him home (Springboks 17, Lions 22). It was a pleasure having the house to myself for the first time in weeks!