Wednesday 29 July 2015

Getting ready to leave tomorrow.

Monday 27 July.

 

This was our last day here, tomorrow we make our way up to Jo'burg to connect with our flights to London and Glasgow. Before breakfast we went put for our last walk. Before leaving we took the rubbish from the garage, that we had piled up when we cleaned the garage on Saturday, up to the gate for collection by the Municipality. There was an old rug and two beach loungers amongst the stuff but they didn't last long, the scavengers were soon there and off they went.

 

We walked over to Abingdon then along Crain and Miller roads to the bridge over the Durban Rd. once across we walked towards the bowling club and once over the railway took the road on the other side back. It was over the track again and when we reached the foot of Abingdon it was up the hill home. It was a good longer walk but Moira was suffering again with a very painful thigh.

 

After breakfast there was one last job to be done. The potholes in front of the garage had to be filled with the cold tar. I brushed out the dirt and leaves from the holes first then gave them a wash out with plenty of water. The weather was much better today with a cloudless blue sky and a very hot sun. I left the holes to dry off while I had a cup of tea. When they were nice and dry I began digging out the tar from the bag with a paint scraper tool. It was quite sticky and solid and required some effort to get it out and into the holes. I filled them about an inch proud then hammered the tar down level with a heavy metal mallet. At the end it was worth the effort as it looks good and hopefully will stay in place for some time.

 

There wasn't any food left now in the house so we decided to dine out today. We didn't want to go out at night and be late so settle on a good lunch and sandwiches for our evening meal. The restaurant we picked was the 'Captain's Table' on the beach at Southport. We had been there a number of years ago and it was quite good. We left at 1 pm and drove there. There were a few cars parked outside but when went into the bar it was deserted. I asked the barman for the restaurant and he directed us next door which had plenty of tables but also deserted. The barman pointed to the toilets in the corner, he though I had asked for the 'rest rooms'. It turned out that the restaurant was closed on a Monday. Instead we headed back to Port Shepstone and the large Spar supermarket at Harbour View which also had a restaurant that we were sure would be open.

 

We sat a the window and got a view of the sea and lots of different birds flying about. We both had the rump steak with an egg on top and chips. There was also a beer to wash it down and it only coat R120 (£6). When we left went to the Oribi Plaza, first to the small hardware shop where I got a container of caustic soda for putting down the drain in the shower which is tending to block. The next stop was the biltong shop for some dried wors to take back for Suzy, her favourite; the same shop also did photocopying and Moira got a copy of her ID book to enable Alison to pick up her driving licence when its ready. The final stop before heading home was the medical centre and Rekha Sugudhav to pick up my old hearing aids that were to have been returned from the repairers. They hadn't come back yet and Moira told her to hang on to them and we would get them at the end of the year when we return.

 

When we got home I put the recommended quantity of the caustic soda down the shower drain. I left it for 10 minutes then it said to pour hot water down the drain. I did this from the kettle and the reaction with the soda caused it to splutter and boil. I did it gently, a little water at a time until the violent reaction stopped. Now I left it overnight hopefully to clean out any grease that is causing the blockage.

 

Moira had done most of our packing, there wasn't much to do as we travel light. She also cleared the ornaments and books from the shelves on the wall units. The ornaments she stored in boxes but I got on a chair and stacked the books neatly on the top shelf of a wardrobe. I reckoned that it wasn't a good idea having stuff on display and tempting people to rob us.

 

We were at a bit of a loss with the cycling finished and had to settle for an evening of quizzes on the TV. We had our light meal of sandwiches for our dinner. Later before going to bed there was the PG Wodehouse comedy 'Blandings' which was quite good.

 

 

 

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