Observatory

It’s a perfect day for moving house after twelve years.

Painters in Obz on my lunch acquiring expedition.

Some great undulating topiary on my way back from voting in the 6th democratic elections in South Africa. Let us hope our path straightens out now.

My neighbours have been doing a top job mosaicing cinder blocks to decorate a little garden along the the fence of the railway line.

A South African delicacy that is refreshingly honest in a world of fake news.

Obz is still Obz on a Wednesday night. Warm lights and lots of merry noise on Station Road on my shop run.

Colours and contrasts in the early morning shop run. The XE1 is small enough to take anywhere with me. That’s a HUGE advantage over modern SLRs.

Back home in Obz. We’re tired. So #tacotherapy . .

Here we are again. Linko’s Sichuan 🌶 beef soup. The hottest thing I’ve tasted in Cape Town. And it’s low carb if that’s your deal.

#tbt It couldn’t have been more obvious that ‘bar mooda’ was a front for organised crime. Expensive décor. No one in it. The police did nothing for reasons that are easy to guess. It took the staff being tied up and the place being firebombed to finally drive this particular blight from Observatory. This was taken on the morning of the firebombing.