No baby yet...

We spent the weekend sitting around and metaphorically twiddling our thumbs. At the time of blogging Neil is still happy to keep Marisa pregnant.

Using his pocket money, Pieter bought an implement that can be fitted to the end of a suitable stick upon which sausages or, in this instance marshmallows, can be impaled. We tested it out over the coals on Saturday after braaing.

Post-marshmallow satisfaction

This morning Marisa did something fancy to Miekie's hair.

I dusted off my old Rubik's puzzles (the normal 3x3x3 cube, the larger 4x4x4 and the Star) and solved them a couple of times.

All rather uneventful!