It began pouring with rain spot-on 16h30, as I left the office. In Cape Town motorists seem to adopt an “every man for himself” philosophy on the road when it rains, and so I turned the volume up on my car radio and decided to focus on the evening ahead. It was time for our July 2012 book-club monthly bookless-get together. (On that note I was proud of those who brought their Kindles, and we even discussed the literary monster, 50 Shades of Grey at one point.)
We had agreed to once again meet at Taxi-man in Tableview, so that we could all be driven through to our venue in Sea Point without worrying about the consumption of alcohol as the evening progressed.
We arrived at our venue with some trepidation. From the outside it did not fit in with our usual venue appearance, being that of a restaurant with tables and chairs to eat at. Saul’s Mongolian “something or other” offers long higher-than-usual tables, school canteen-type style. And the place was empty.
Not to be deterred we hitched our trousers, in some cases skirts, and marched inside. After much discussion we chose the warmest spot, pulled a few tables together and turned our venue into something conducive to communal conversation and much eatery and suiping.
I believe that laughter is thought to be the best sort of medicine. I can attest to that.
Jackie regaled us with her stories about her new fitness regime, partnered with somebody by the name of Bongani. She appears to be very proud of her 10 push-ups she is able to achieve (I don’t think I can even do one Jax) but was a tad upset when Bongani referred to her as one of the “Fattis” of the class. What was he thinking, with his ample tummy, putting our Jacky in the same “class” as him.
Then there was the time she fell asleep with her baby, Noah, who promptly rolled off the bed. Battling to rouse herself from her slumber, Jacky eventually realized that her son was missing. Peering over the side of the bed she saw a heap of tangled limbs caught between the bed and the table. Hauling him up by the hips she proceeded to wail something about him being deceased. Turns out the child was resting, unperturbed by his strange sleeping arrangement. (In her defense he had beaten her nose with a toy earlier, prompting tears of agony.)
Dori reminded us of a friend of ours folding his grandchild up in the folding pram, to store in the boot of his car. It was only when the child’s mother asked about her child’s whereabouts that he realized what he had done. I commented that it is amazing that any of us have reared healthy children to date.
Jayni’s husband appears to have done some damage to her car. So much so that insurance are refusing to have it fixed. Something about a packet of chips and a pile of bricks on the neighbour’s lawn. Oh dear! There are 9 of us Jayni, so if you need a lift just shout. Someone should be able to help.
Melanie brought us up to date with our savings account balance. Looks like there are going to be some penalties to be taken care of as some of us have yet to begin saving. The idea of a trip to Croatia is being tossed around. It will cost more than any of our other trips, but our accommodation will be paid for as this is Dori’s hometown. She can offer us her Mother’s flat. This is why we need to save girls. I am just not sure about this trip taking place next year. Let’s see.
Back to Saul’s in Sea Point. The food was lovely. You got to choose all your own ingredients, sauces and spices Mongolian-style – then the griller would quickly fry things up for you on a large skillet while you watch. I think a few of us went a bit mad with the garlic, hey Charms?
Apparently Kerry made quite an impression on one of our Taxi drivers on a previous night out. The comment “the tall blonde was hot” had us all wondering just how short this Taximan is. (hehe)
Much wine was consumed, some of us went back for a number of helpings, (reminds me of Sun City, hey Sands) and we made the most of our evening, only leaving after 11h00.
Jo, I hope your tonsils are not growing back. I suspect that perhaps a little more wine will help with any suspicious changes in your mouth? I am quite sure that a few more evenings like last night will cure all maladies.
Love you all xxx
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