Should have gone to Specsavers

Till Sunday 22nd March 2009 (Mothering Sunday) - Having slept in the room doubling as the laundry room, the window left open for all the washing machine piping, I wake with a face like dot to dot puzzle having been attacked in the night by the local mozis! Welcome to Agulhas!

Feeling like a Dalmatian, I join Bridgett at the Honorary Rangers monthly meeting and the social post meeting braai. I spend my afternoon exploring the beach.

Sunday, Bridgett takes me up the Agulhas Lighthouse ready for next weeks activities with the kids. On the final level I am met by a near vertical ladder, not so good for someone with vertigo! Slowly I inch my way up, good deep breaths calming my nerves. I make it and rewarded with a cheese and ham toastie at the Lighthouse cafe after the climb down.

Bridgett is working today, so I sit in Angelo's with my book and soak up the atmosphere and again I am treated, this time to a piece of chocolate cake and ice cream.

With the sound of the sea in the background, I quickly call home from a payphone, to wish my Mum, a Happy Mothers Day. They have seen the article in the News of The World, everyone seems well and George pulls my leg about announcing to the whole of the UK that I would like to settle down and have a family!

Later that evening we pick up enough food to feed a small army and take it to the Kids in Parks accommodation.

Phenomenon - This week I have been referred to as 'beautiful' on three occasions by three separate men and received gift of chocolates twice. This obviously being pre mosquito attack! Maybe khaki sets off my eyes or something! Or as the average age calculates close to 60, I'll put it down to failing faculties!