Monday 29 May 2017

From Southbroom 28.2.90

From Southbroom
28.2.90


Dear Alan, Lorna & Girls,

Well here we are at Southbroom once again, but sadly packing up tomorrow to go back to Durban. We were going straight home, but Neal is getting his award at Tech on Wednesday – so of course we are going along too – as well as some of his bosses – so I am trying to get hold of Ronald to bring my glad rags down with him – we will go home straight afterwards – I was just saying we have hardly seen Nicholas – as we have been away so much since he was born  & now until the end of September we seem we will hardly be home – We have to come back to Durban on the weekend 25th August as it is St Georges 50th anniversary & we have been invited to attend as old members of the church – then after church on the Sunday Doreen & George Randall celebrate their 40th wedding anniversary so we have been invited to that & by the by start saving to come to S. Africa for our 40th wedding anniversary & Dad’s 70th (Geriatric) birthday in 2 years’ time – the family all miss you all & are longing to see the girls.

Last week in Durban we had the most terrible weather it was freezing all over the country with lots of snow a lot of places were -& degrees & the wind blew & blew & blew & blew & I was glad I was in Durban as although it was cold it wasn’t that biting cold we get at home. Jenna-lee has this whooping cough virus & poor little mite coughs & coughs until she pukes up  a lot of phlegm – Neal is looking after her this week – she really is a hard case so cheeky but a darling.  

We have been to the beach everyday, but I haven’t swum. I’m getting old – Dad’s been in once Kevin’s boys are here too Magda has been in hospital with pneumonia & Kevin broke his ankle playing golf – Aunty Maureen & Uncle Brian send their love.

There has been another cold front, but fortunately passed here in the night – hope it’s warmer when we get home.

I’m still knitting frantically I am making a school jersey for Donavan as his one was full of holes from the dog. Poor old Socks (Sheila’s cat) was knocked down & killed on Sunday so they were all in tears. The neighbours are complaining about Silky barking all night. I’m sitting on the veranda writing waiting for the Hayes to come back from town so that we can go to the beach. We are going to look after Jenny’s house & kids while they got to Swaziland to the garden club where Jenny is a guest of honour. We have to go to Bergville at the beginning of September too as she is putting on the Cat Chow at the school.

                                                                                                                                                Tons of 

love from XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Dad, Mum & family XXXXXXXXXXX 


                                                                                                                              



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