An Eggs or Sting Day and a Ballet Good Sinbad

Actually, Saturday and Sunday involved buying a carton of eggs and two bottles of honey. Today (yesterday by the time this is posted) merely had the feeling it sounds like. After housekeeping and such, we decided to take advantage of Pensioners’ Discount Day on Tuesdays at a local store I refer to as The Scottish Raven (Makro). We dashed around looking for (and failing to find, in a disappointing number of cases) many things like almond icing, rechargeable batteries to go with my charger, spares for the pool pump etc.  Got a number of Christmas gifts and things, though.

On return, I mowed lawns and tidied one of the three levels (the cottage one – I mowed the pavement yesterday).  Then I repaired some outside lights and replaced globes. My cat M followed me from job to job, watching with fascination, and only moving as far from lawnmower and trimmer as was prudent.

I am so behind with blogging that I haven’t even reported on the KickStart panto at the Elizabeth Sneddon Theatre. As usual, the opening night was packed, and there was a standing ovation at the end. Sinbad the Sailor provided scope for hilarious happenings, spectacular stage sets, and a rollicking tale, yo-ho! The kids loved it as kids should, and there was also much for the adults to enjoy. We can certainly recommend it to anyone in Durban at this juncture (particularly on days when the continuing rain and cold makes the beach not a particularly good idea) as something not to be missed over the holiday period.

Saying much about it is difficult without providing spoilers. I can’t resist mentioning, though, that there is one puppet that literally fills the entire stage. You have to see it to believe it!

Anyway, a promotional poster with the cast, joined here for no particular reason (except that it was fun adding her) by M doing  ballet.

© December 2017 Colonialist

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Active septic geranium who plays with words writing fantasy novels and professionally editing, with notes writing classical music, and with riding a mountain bike, horses and dinghies. Recently Indie Publishing has been added to this list.
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9 Responses to An Eggs or Sting Day and a Ballet Good Sinbad

  1. You’re behind in blogging? Hell I don’t know the last time I even thought of writing one! I’ve done one on this new computer the windows 10 has dampened whatever enthusiasm I had, if I ever had any that is 😦

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    • colonialist says:

      Windows 10 with some recent updates has driven me so far up the wall I’m scared to look down. Just when I get used to operating something, it takes it away and (maybe) substitutes with something else.


      • I just haven’t been able to make myself use it. it seems every time I turn the darned thing on it wants to take over and tell me what to do. I don’t like that one little bit! 👿


        • colonialist says:

          What I find completely intolerable is when it doesn’t even bother to ask — simply goes ahead and does it!

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          • That’s my biggest problem, it’s my computer and I want it to do what I want not what it (Microsoft) thinks I should.
            I used to like to play the occasional game of mah-jong on Windows 7, now on w10 if I don’t make a move within a couple of seconds I get an huge flashing sign pointing to and tellling me to hit the light bulb and it would tell me what moves I had. I like to use my own brain not theirs.So I don’t play, I read a book instead!
            I have done one post/blog since having this thing to announce it’s purchase. Since then nothing.I haven’t yet been able to bring myself to write one.


  2. toutparmoi says:

    Had M been there in person, I’m sure she’d have stolen the show.


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