Sick news!

Jan, Hendrik and I are all in good health thank you, but the Thelwyn and Martelize are both on antibiotics, Franco and Dorette have bad colds and Gert is so sick, his doctor booked him off from work for a week - and that on a Saturday!

On Saturday we had Servaas's wedding (see previous post) and on Sunday it was Tamerin's birthday party nr 1 and the sending off of H.P. and his outreach team as they prepared to go into Africa. Tamerin's party nr 2 was on her birthday i.e. Tuesday. In between all the parties gifts and other paraphenalia had to be bought: all and all we've been quite busy and have not been able to the supportive grandparents we would have liked to be! However, I had to drop off some medicine for Thelwyn on Monday, so I looked after Martelize for 1 and 1/2 hours between nanny leaving and (sick) mommy arriving from work.


Martelize had a runny nose, but was generally in good spirits.

Her nanny had bathed her and dressed her in pretty pink, but her feet and tummy were getting cold on the tiles, so I looked in her cupboard for a vest and some socks. I marvelled again at all the pretty baby clothes and little dresses - some that once were Thelwyn's.

She sits quite sturdily now, even in her swinging cot, but I won't trust her to sit by herself on a hard floor yet. (Ouma's choice of socks, matches her purple room and they were quite practical for crawling, but I am not so sure they are the ones Thelwyn would have chosen for this pretty pink set - Thelwyn is very particular!)

6 Months and 3 weeks.

She leopard crawls now. She still "moans" and "groans" a bit when she crawls, but is less frustrated than when I last saw her.

Another Wedding of a Twin

Hendrik grew up with two sets of twins: His cousins Hendrik and Martin of Kwazulu-Natal and his Kempton Park friends Pieter and Servaas. Hendrik got married in January (look here) and now a month later Servaas got married.

As was to be expected, Servaas's twin, Pieter, was his best man. Pieter works in London at the moment, but flew back for two weeks for the wedding. (Hendrik does not have internet and only checks out his e-mail over weekends when he is at home and so missed the invite to Servaas's bachelor party - BIG FRUSTRATION for him!)

The wedding was held at Glenburn Lodge - a very beautiful place. But there was a problem: At the turnoff, the lodge had a name flag instead of a solid sign. When we drove past, the flag was draped around the pole and so we missed the entrance....

When we finally arrived the bride and her bridemaids were ready already, but they were waiting for latecomers - we were not the only ones who had missed the sign! (Hint to future brides: put distances on the map you include with your invitation and preferably a discription of the road as well. And put a big solid sign with your names at the entrance...)

Anyway, sorry Liesl - we should have left 15 minutes earlier! There is really no excuse for coming late to a wedding.

We were "darem" well and truly seated when the radiant bride entered. You looked so beautiful Liesl.

The front of the chapel was bathed in late afternoon light - very, very beautiful and romantic.

Message:

Phillipians 4: 4: Rejoice in the Lord always...

If you want to be happy, you have to ensure that your partner is happy.

Take all your troubles to God and be grateful.
The peace of God which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts..... The peace will be with you...(I.e. you get peace and the same peace stays with you.)
Note to self: I must take my church notebook along also when I go to weddings!

(My concentration is not the best and I remember better when I take notes of sermons, so I always take my church notebook with me when I go to church.)

After the church service, waiting to throw fresh rose petals on the couple: Adriaan and his wife Nida.

Adriaan is our Kempton Park neighbours' son. Like Pieter and Servaas we have known him from the day he was born. He is an I.T. boffin and qualified teacher. Nida is a teacher too, but at the moment she is working for a Korean concern.

Adriaan's parents, Christo and Brenda were not there: Brenda is getting chemo treatment for cancer and of course not feeling too great at times. (More about Brenda here and here.)

My two handsome men.

My good friend Elsa - beautiful mother of the groom. (Adriaan in the background).

Yours truly

Aunts of the groom: Gerda, Elisabeth (yes it the Elisabeth 0f singing couple Francois and Elisabeth) and Servaas's sister Elrika with her husband Janco. They are expecting their first child in June and her name will be Janelle. (After nearly 7 years of marriage, we were all over the moon when Elrika finally became pregnant.)

Guests still chatting outside the church, before moving on to the reception. Pieter (Servaas's twin) in foreground.

View from the deck where drinks and platters were set out. On the right Nida and Jan (sitting) and Hendrik and Adriaan (standing).

Janita with black and white (the other sister) and Elrika.

The reception hall - I got a sneek preview when I went to the bathroom. A pity I did not take more photos with the fairy lights and the beautiful table arrangements, but once we were in the hall, we visited so much that the camera was all but forgotten.

Each guest got a cute little box with nuts and chocolates.... and the food was heavenly, especially the starter and the seafood dish and the chocolate mousse.... my bathroom scale groaned this morning! (And I did take such small portions...!)

The scrumptious wedding cake.

A special pose for us: Servaas and Liesl.

And lastly Jan and I had a ball on the dance floor. Can you believe it! We had never enjoyed dancing before, because we couldn't really dance! However we had practised on our own and we figured out our own way. (Elsa het gese "Julle kan nog!" Watwou "Kan nog"... Ons kan nou vir die eerste keer.)

(Note to all young people: learn to dance in your youth, otherwise you miss sooo much.)

So what did we do on Valentine's day?

Saturday morning we had a church group from Kameeldrif who came for a hike from us to Goodland where they had a braai and a swim in the dam.

We started with a walk up the "koppie".

My good friend Alet. We used to do choral dancing together. Now we just visit and sometimes go for a hike.

Crossing the "spruit". Fortunately it was not too full to cross. (A few days ago, it would have been impossible ! After all the good rains, the stream had been in flood as the flattened grass testified.)

Pretty footpath to Goodland.

After we have safely guided the church group to Goodland we returned. Frans and Thelwyn had a possible horse buyer and while they showed off their Arabians, we looked after Martelize.

It's great fun to stand on Oupa's tummy, especially when he makes "hiccups"!

"Look my goofy face!" ...Martelize's newest, but not very flattering, expression!

While I got going with the Valentine chicken pie (Wenresepte 2 - baie lekker) in the kitchen, Martelize had a great time tearing up newspaper ads. Besides crumpling it (and chewing it), she can tear it. It had to be ads - ordinary newspaper makes too much of a mess.

Martelize is getting closer to crawling by the day. She gets in crawling position and then rocks to and fro for a long time.

Sometimes she even lifts her bum high in the air, but then ploughs down face first if she tries to move. She moves forward a little, but still gets irritated because she cannot move fast enough. If put on her back, she immediately turns on her tummy again and tries to crawl - moaning all the time. Like a novice trumpet player who is determined to master the skill, but first has to make a lot of noise...

Franco: "Look, I can pull myself up against Oupa Jan's old army chest - after first pulling off Ouma's linen cloth!"

The L's came in the afternoon to celebrate Jan's birthday and Valentine's day. However, the birthday boy was up in the koppie when they arrived! Neighbours had noticed a thief: he appeared from nowhere on their farm and grabbed a handbag from a parked car and then ran away. The community was alerted by radio and a large number of men spent all Saturday afternoon scouting for this guy. He was seen from time to time again (from a distance), and at one stage it was believed that he could be on our koppie! Unfortunately, despite everyone's efforts, he got away. Fortunately, he did not come to our house to cause problems!
So instead of a nap and a peaceful visit, Saturday afternoon was spent in "Hide and seek" or more specifically another episode of "Cowboys and crooks"!

"Look I can climb on the army chest!"

"I eat my biscuit like a mealie!" Franco is very fussy about what goes into his mouth. Unlike other babies, new objects do not automatically go to his mouth. I gave him a chicken bone, but like the biltong a few weeks ago, he just stared at it!

Crawling: Franco is not yet the fastest crawler, but when I opened the fridge door, he was there in a flash!

Finally Martelize woke up and we could take photos of the two cousins. Here Gert has his hands full with the two babies and a jealous Faraoh (big black Labrador left) and Jakkie (golden Labrador right).

At last we were ready for our Valentine cum birthday feast, bur first the babies had to be put to sleep. Uncharacteristically, Martelize did not fall asleep right away and Thelwyn tried to rock her to sleep in the guest room, when she suddenly gave a little shriek....


Ten guesses why Thelwyn is staring into the room on her hands and knees...

and why are Jan and Hendrik turning the guestroom upside down? We had another case of hide and seek! This time it was a snake and like the thief earlier, this one too got away. Fortunately no-one had to sleep in that room last night!

After all this commotion, Martelize was wide awake! (Franco slept like a baby!)

Here are the three generations all in red for Valentine's day!

Martelize was intrigued with the rose Oupa had given Ouma, so she "inherited" it... It didn't last long in her little hands of course!

FINALLY we could sit down at our Valentine table. First Jan had to open his birthday gifts and guess what I chose for his Valentine's basket. What goodies did he think I would choose as his favourites? He guessed Imperial mints and chocolate. Of course he was right! I had included those among other favourites like raisin bread, rusks and honey.

Frans, Thelwyn and Martelize

Gert and Dorette.

And then we dished up the Valentine pie, sweet corn, carrot salad and green salad. The mixed vegetables were left out, because they had burnt: I just wanted to reheat them when the snake hunting started and a friend arrived and...I forgot the plate was on high! Gert and Dorette made us very special dessert: we had a choice between English toffee and Espresso volcanoes. Jummy!

How did we end this eventful day? Jan and I have a little secret and I will tell you about it sometime, but it involved pushing furniture out of the way and putting on a C.D. Very special! Jan you will always be my special Valentine! Thanks for a great day!

I did it!

Jan and I went to Kwazulu-Natal on Saturday. On the way we stopped for tea at his cousin Ida in Bergville. It was so good to see her, I forgot to take a photo!

South Africa is so beautiful at the moment, that I could not resist taking lots of photos of the scenery, farms and dams. Everything (at least what we saw on our way) is lush and green. Thank you God for such a beautiful country and for all the rain and promise of food.

The mealies are sky high!

I love this farmer's sign: "Dis mos mielies"!

The dams are overflowing... not sure what dam this one is, but it is between Escourt and Mooiriver.

The Midmar dam near Howick. We stopped there to pick up my envelope with number, cap, time ankle band, and age arm band.

Pietermaritzburg, where we stayed with Tannie Babs... again no photo! She had just moved to another garden flat (same property). Her place is filled with books, pictures and pottery of Esias Bosch, a friend for many years and today a well-known potter and artist. We had a great time talking again.

Although my race (women 31 + and girls 13 and younger) only started at 8:30, Jan and I arrived at the Midmar dam at 6:30 so as not to sit in a massive traffic jam. We sat in the car and had a good low G.I breakfast. (After feeling weak during my last two Midmars, I vowed never ever to eat an energy bar or such just before the race!) (If you click on this picture to enlarge it, you'll see how far the 400 m buoy is! In this photo one can barely make out the end. Total distance: 1 mile (1.6 km)

Checking out the edge of the dam... pretty muddy, but because the dam was so full, the starting point was at waist level deep already. No running like mad things in the water this year, but swimming right from the siren go!

I wasn't trying to do ballet here, but I seriously tried to stretch my back muscles as much as I could. Did all the exercises the physio and the guy at the gym had shown me, like a good girl. (My neck only became a little stiff, so it seemed to have helped this old lady.)

The yellow caps turn to go into the water! There are five groups in each race: red, blue, yellow, green and white caps and they start with 2 minute intervals. I tried to swim at the edge of the group and it felt less crowded than other years, but I still got a few accidental kicks.

Waiting for our siren. The fat one in the middle with the pink and black cozzie is me.

Ten, nine, eight....

The yellow caps nearing the halfway buoy. (Can't say which one is me.. he, he). While waiting in the "Pens" before the race I talked to a woman with an I.Pod. She said she didn't like to think about things while swimming, and therefore had got this special Ipod. I on the otherhand had prepared what I was going to think about: I had memorised verses from Psalms 1 - 16 for the race and reflected on one particular Psalm for more a less 100 metres. Talking to God all the way, made this swim very special.
Main thoughts:
Psalm 1: Finding joy in the Word of God.
Psalm 2: Praying for the chaotic world and the leaders who do not head God.
Psalm 3: Thanking God for protection from all sides. I will not die (drown)!
Psalm 4: If upset, do not sin! (Don't get angry at people who bump in me and make me swallow water.)
Psalm 5: God listens and I can appear before Him through His love.
Psalm 6: God can heal. Prayer for back, neck, bum and knees. (All body parts worked very well, thank you God!) Prayer especially for my soul, that is not so healthy...
Psalm 7: Forgiveness: where have I wronged my fellowman? (Whom have I just kicked?)
Psalm 8: The beautiful dam, sun. What do I do to preserve the planet?
Psalm 9: God is a righteous judge. (This Psalm I could sing in my head: Ek sal van ganser harte Heer, U wonders grootmaak en U eer.)
Psalm 10: God remains King. Prayer for crime. (Special thoughts about Zuma and the corruption court case.)
Psalm 11: God loves people who do the right thing. (Sy oe is oop en keur die mensekinders.)
Psalm 12: God helps the poor and the abused. Prayer for all the suffering in this world of ours.
Psalm 13: God gives me strength (lewenskrag). Praising God. (When I got to this part, I really got a new spurt of energy - the end was in sight!)
Psalm 14: Everyone has done wrong (afgedwaal) When God changes the destiny of this nation, we will rejoice.
Psalm 15: Who may enter God's dwelling? He who always speaks the truth....
Psalm 16: My whole life belongs to God. What I have received from Him is beautiful. (No more complaints about my weight etc. just gratitude for an able body and mind, Jan, a family, love...)

Finished! Time 44 min 35 sec. Not too bad considering how little I had trained. All praise to God! My smile should not have been so blase - a bit been there, done that, got the medal and the cold drink. After my first Midmar I had beamed with very good reason: I had put in a much greater effort and my time had been 8 minutes faster than this year!
Winning times this year: Men: 17:34 and Women 18:48. The organisers were hoping for 20 000 entries, but I don't think they had so many in the end. Not sure. The Midmar attracted 12 Olympian swimmers this year. Apparently it is the biggest outdoor swimming event in the world.

It was really great to find Jan waiting for me at the end - with big smile, towel, flipflops and all. (Dankie vir al jou ondersteuning Engel! Ek lief jou! Sal jou hou! Volgende jaar swem jy weer!)

After the Midmar we went to the Drakensberg Sports Resort. Two of my cousins, John and Estelle, work there.

The view from our chalet. It was so good to just have a good rest there.

Brother and sister John and Estelle. I have seen them only twice in over 30 years. We had a super dinner with them and it was so good to talk and catch up. Family is so special. We met Estelle's husband Paddy on Monday morning and had breakfast at his coffee shop. John's wife Dawn was ill with some bug, so we did not get to meet her. She is an event organiser - does parties with themes etc. John is on his way out - working odd hours at the hotel does not leave much time for family life and he longs for regular hours.
Their older sister Anne and her husband Gerhard farm with olives in the Cape and their children Elsabe and Jacques are cheffs. Their deceased brother Robert's wife Lynne's two children are Bright and Duncan. (Hope I've got it right!)

The early morning sun on the Drakensberg Mountains. (Champagne castle.) (View from our magnificent chalet.)

The Sterkfontein Dam on our way to Harrismith. Estelle is going to do an outdoor swim here the end of February and maybe John too. In his younger days John was 2nd or 3rd at the Midmar. He should have won: he tailed the front swimmer with the intention of sprinting past him at the end, but the front guy swam in the wrong direction and John didn't realise it till nearly the end, but when they dashed for the real end, another guy had beaten them.
I remember the T's were very good swimmers when they were children.

Tekens van die tye! The front tyre got a bubble - probably from a