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Paul Roux

This trip away from everywhere has been just what the doctor ordered. Paul Roux is a farm village (registered) of not more than 100 houses set in the middle of an ancient flood plain, or more like a plain through which massive glaciers travelled. Mesas and buttes everywhere. There is even a dinosaur footprint somewhere that I haven’t seen yet. Maybe this morning.

We travelled up on Friday. Pat driving Squashy against 85km winds. It was 5C when we arrived and the temperature sinking fast. Eds and Richard showed us to our cosy cottage and proceeded to ply us with good red wine, a delicious chicken stew full of veggies and other ‘stick to your ribs’ ingredients. Rich tinkled the ivories of his newly tuned baby grand, near a red glowing fire¬†and everything felt really good. We’ve had snow, rain and hail. We’ve had morning coffee (with a shot of whisky – or two) and delicious brand,chocolate and coconut muffins (baked by Eddie) with three of the delightful denizens, whilst looking at lovely art, pottery and the horses pestering for more warm mash.
A drive around the village revealed ancient, for South Africa, graves and the old oak that was the posting station.
I’m taking away memories of Ed dancing¬†enthralled amongst snow flakes in his long underwear and flipflops while we looked on wrapped in multiple layers of clothes.

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Rich with his Gorbachev sheepskin hat, and losing my mittens in search of this picture,

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Pat breathing in the fresh, cold air whilst Cecile and Chantal, the cocker spaniels, snuffle around the garden oblivious to the cold and getting their ears totally soggy.

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Last night’s karaoke by E and R was a delight, including numbers from Shirley Bassey, Eurythmics, Madonna, Ge Korsten and Laurike Rauch. When last did you hear ‘Kinders van die Wind’? Such fun.

Absolutely perfect escape from any anxiety related to my scan on Tuesday.

I truly am blessed. Even minus 6 degrees this morning was a delight, with the sun shining on the white frosted garden, glinting in the sun.

Thanks for your fabulous hospitality Rich and Ed and little Paul Roux.