We woke up to the sound of heavy rain. The downpour lasted about an hour. This unseasonal rain bodes well for a good winter with no drought. The veld is still green. We languished in bed until well after nine. That's what happens when there's nowhere to go and no-one to meet.
We cooked a stuffed pork neck in the potjie pot on the fire. The softest, juiciest meat we've had in a while.
We cooked a stuffed pork neck in the potjie pot on the fire. The softest, juiciest meat we've had in a while.
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