I have monsters in my garden!They are green, and kind of prickley, wandering all over the place, and bearing pumpkins and gem squashes! I have never seen anything grow so prolific, or bear such an abundence of fruit! I knew about the gems, as I have been eating them for the last three weeks, and giving away to my neigbours, as I can't  keep ahead, the gems just kind of appearing and growing almost overnight.
Then I stated looking between the huge pumpkin leaves, and had the shock of my life, as there were bally pumpkins everywhere, and some of them are HUGE!!! And there was me wondering if the plants would bear any fruit at all!
Now that Jan is gone, the thieves of Haarlem have re-awakened, and during my morning inspection of the empty house, I found the bathroom window broken and open. As there are still some boxes and a few pieces of furnituere that Jan wanted to sell, I sprinted back to my house for the keys. All the boxes were broke open, and the stuff lay scattered across the floor. Again they have burned newspapers to see, as of course it is like pitch black where we are, there being no street lights! I found some of jan's hand tools outside, possibly dropped when they climbed back out of the window.
Jacque, the guy who have bought a house up the road across from Jan, had put in an offer for the house, and it was accepted by Jan. He and Mitzi, a German born girl, are two very nice people who come to South Africa only from December to March, then go back to Germany, where Jacque works.They will not stay in the house, but he bought it for some friends who have horses, and who are struggling at the moment, their place not having water. They can't get it sold, so I don't know what they intend to do.
I am busy getting some beds ready for planting a few butternut seeds. I am so impressed with my pumpkins, as we like something sweet with our food, and we either have pumpkin stewed to a kind of stickey delight with butter, sugar and cinnamon, and also sweet potatoes done like that! It is YUMMY!! Butternuts also grow well here, but Danny's chickens had eaten all the seeds that I had put in, making me feel very murderous indeed. If any person ever tell me that chickens have no sense, I will laugh in their faces, as I have found otherwise. This little critters scatter east and west when I appear with my catapult, flapping their wings, and cackling fit to rise their dead families, and just like humans after a sporting event, josstle each other ruthlessly to get out first!