We have been rather busy this week. Daughter and grandkids fluttered off to stay near Cape Town last week, and it serves them right that they have been fuf-fuf-fuf-freezing while I have been barefoot in shorts and short-sleeved shirt all day while carrying on with crazy paving.
However, other bits of the week were more hectic. We attended a lecture on orchids yesterday, of which more in the future. Fascinating things. Also, as if dealing with Home Affairs for IDs and passports wasn’t enough, we had to get involved on behalf of a friend to apply for his State Pension. What a rigmarole! However, after blowing my top at all the bureaucracy, it was carefully explained to me by a senior official that they have no option but to apply some of their ‘own’ rules in order to counter all the attempted fraud.
Hardly any time for blogging, but I thought I would include a couple of grape little rhymes written during the month raisin current affairs in as in sultana way as I can.
They relate primarily to the fact that the African National Congress foisted one Willies Mchunu as KwaZulu Natal Premier, as a most unpopular choice. He promptly brought a bunch of his cronies in.
The ANC candidate mill is
Inclined to give KZN Willies,
For filling top roles
With unsuitable souls,
And now, with this fresh bunch, it still is.
For appointment to our government positions
There exist some most important pre-conditions:
You must never have a clue
About anything to do
With portfolio on which you make decisions.
I must emphasize that the comparison with monkeys relates to homo stupidus politicus as a whole, as also so ably demonstrated recently in USA and then UK. Come to think of it, the monkeys might have deep cause for complaint at the inference. I hope they don’t read this.