Howzit!

One week in and productivity levels are stabilising.  After a flurry of activity last week opening bank accounts, sorting out internet access, re-arranging furniture in my bedroom, and joining a gym, I have realised that the long, hard slog of searching for a job should probably begin in earnest.  I still am managing to find distractions though, like this blog I suppose.

 News this end has pretty much centred on the new Bok coach, the headmaster who opened the wrong matric exam paper and the female pilot who drove her airbus off the runway and closed Cape Town airport for the rest of the day.  Gender equality in commercial piloting has been set back ten years, especially after it was discoverd that this was the second time she’s done it.

Weather is continuing to do everything it isn’t supposed to do and suntanning is behind schedule.  Have joined a gym so getting into “wife-finding shape” has begun.  After 2 gentle go’s on the treadmill I have shed a wopping 0.15 kg. As I explained to mum that  probably should be accounted to a more successful bowel movement on the day of the weigh-in.

Bok fever reached a pinnacle with a open top bus tour through the mother city and a numerous laps of honour around Newlands.  In true SA fashion an over-enthusiastic reveller tred to knick the Webb Ellis cup off Bryan Habana only to be bundled into touch by slightly more over-enthusiastic security guards.  Our rugby heros have reached even giddier heights at Access Park, the local factory shop complex.  A well known shoe manufacturer has named its range after some of the players.  You can choose from the Percy Montgomery, Bryan Habana or JP Pietersen.  No shoes were named after the English team as the brand doesnt do loafers.