Thursday, November 30, 2006

Come back, I was joking!


Loved one disappears into a champagne pink horizon as the hapless photographer looks on (probably after I made the rondivoll gag one too many times) This was the bridge leading to an infinite beach, a mere stone's throw away from our aforementioned fab rondavel (Muchos gracias to Nige, a brilliant getaway place make no mistake) Obviously there's going to be no logic as to how I load up images of our jolly jaunt, It's utterly dependent on whether I've run an image through touch-up or not ( No Spencer, not that sort of touch-up). Those wishing to see graffiti related pics taken in and around Cape Town, would do to check out Stickerthing linked on the left. Hell, you should be going there anyway you cretins. This bridge can be found at Fisherhaven, a secluded timeshare just outside Hermanus. I would have callled it by it's official name Flamingo Lake, but as the environmental protection people saw fit to bulldoze a giant hole in the dunes to drain off excess water, there are now no flamingos and no lake. Still, t'was farging gorgeous.

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Monday, November 27, 2006

Home again, home again, jiggedy jig

Yes well, the whole blogging from the phone thing was a lie. Mostly because I changed phones to an N93, (ta Fox, Silkies in the mail, etc) and didn't have time to load blog software on. As you can see by this image, the new camera on the new phone seems to function quite well, even if the subject matter wasn't exactly ecstatic about being immortalised. Still, he did manage to keep still long enough to be captured here, and frolicking in the coca cola river and various other places. (images and explanations to follow) I'm still wading through a thousand work mails, so haven't really the time to wax lyrical about the last three weeks in the glorious Cape. I will endeavour to make up for my tardiness and will shortly take you through a step-by-step guide to drinking and eating your way to an early grave.

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