My gosh, it is just blowing a gale this afternoon. Doors slamming, curtains billowing, purple blossoms flying in through the venetian blinds. And a serious haze in the sky. Clouds, almost, although it’s somehow still quite sunny at the same time. But hot, hot, hot. Supposedly this is the weather that Jo’burg usually has in August. No rain to speak of, yet...... But those thunderclouds are building out there, I can sense it.
And where’s the Japanese kid? He hasn’t been practicing for the last few days. Did someone break his fingers? Did they move away? Or did he read my mind?
Gosh, now I kind of miss him!