Today would have been the 53rd birthday of Trevor, but he was not to see it. Not on this plane, anyhow.
Younger Daughter and the kids went to a church service early (I hope the roof is stable and won’t collapse from the shock) and then we decided to go on the sort of excursion Trevor would have approved of had he still been with us. We took the kids for lunch and horse-riding at Giba Gorge.
I even managed to have a short ride myself. It has been some time since I have been on board a horse, but it still felt completely natural to me and my spirits were uplifted by it.
This evening R and J auditioned for a Durban Has Talent show in my bedroom while MBH and YD were watching TV in the lounge. They sang various songs. The teddy bear and doll judges all gave a resounding ‘Yes,’ apart from a stuffed crocodile who kept saying, ‘No!’ or trying to push the ‘X’ button, but got beaten up by all the teddies for being difficult.