So I am in cape Town, and the traffic is driving me mad. When your traffic jams are usually a few pigs wandering across the road, or a few cows standing gazing at you with their liquid brown eyes, refusing to budge, or a few horses, or a donkey or two, you get a bitty flustered if suddenly there are cars coming at you and towards you at speeds that threatens to stop your heart, one feels a strong inclination to turn tail and go home!
 But I have a present to get, and as both Jan and Erna had their own homes for many years, and that houses are now thrown together, with the result that there are no mod cons that they do not have. I think, although I hate the impersonal way of giving money, that I will just resort to that, and be done. As it is the end of the month also, the parking at the malls are packed, and maybe if I was a wee mouse I could shuffle in somewhere.
In the end that is what I did, and now we are getting dressed for the wedding. It will be a very simple affair that will happen in a park near to Erna's house, with just close friends and family attending. Jan had never been one for huge gatherings, and it seems that Erna is of the same mind.
It was a windy day, and when we got to the rendevouz, we found a gazebo had been erected, but this thing was threatening to blow away, and the woman who was going to marry them, and Erna's friend who were responsible for the arrangements, were hanging onto this with all their strength. So we offered our help, as the two women still had to dress the table with all the adornments. In the first place the beautiful white cloth intended for the table kept on blowing away, and while Trienkie and self hung onto the gazebo for dear life, Stephan and the wedding woman sprinted across the fields chasing down the tablecloth, the bunch of flowers that were now not a bunch anymore, and other smaller items. I had really serious doubts about the wedding taking place in this park, but then the wind dropped a wee bit, with occasional gusts fluttering everything into a bit of chaos, but at least it was not that hard,
But the table that was supposed to be so pretty looked just a wee bit moth eaten, and Erna's poor friend had the task of trying to anticipate the next gust, and try to protect the arrangements. The kids enjoyed every minute of this, and were running all over the place, while we were hoping that the gusts would die down before the ceremony!
And  first Jan came, looking so handsome in his wedding clothes, and with him came the wind again, trying to blow everything away. So the poor bridegroom could be seen hanging onto the gazebo, as this time the wind had decided to really play up! My poor child looked very stressed out, and it was quite funny to see the man of the day trying to keep his little 'chapel' standing, while I had my hands full trying to keep little Emil clean!
Then Erna arrived! She looked so beautiful, and I again thank God for sending a woman like that on my child's way after the tragedy he had undergone!