Capetown

I literally got every detail of our weekend gig wrong - except the venue. It’s on SUNDAY the 3RD at 3PM. To be fair it wasn’t all my fault. Plz pass on to interested parties. . .

I don’t know what time it’ll be and I misspelled Muizenberg. But it’ll be a reverb-soaked spectacle.

Summer in the city.

In South Africa in 2018 you can get bread like this at Pick ‘n Pay. The ‘80s never seemed so long ago. 🥖 . .

Trinket got bigger in the last couple of months and is almost a full-size cat now. She’s still obsessed with playing and doing her little ‘social roll’ on the regular. . .

Beautiful sunny winter’s day chez moi.

A classic rain-drenched Cape Town winter is cold and inconvenient. But now we can really appreciate it as we read how the dam levels are rising all the time.

My favorite gormless thicc boi twitching in his dreams.

After four years of drought it takes mere days to get annoyed by the inconvenience of a proper Cape Town winter. But when it does clear enough to walk to the shops it can get really pretty.

Trinket’s up after a brutal day of relentless napping. She’s exploring the mess that house repairs have left the back yard in. Being a crepuscular creature, she enjoys the winter twilight.