OYSTERHOOD is reclusiveness or solitude, or an overwhelming desire to stay at home.
My day started and is ending with the Cat Ladies in bed next to me, one of them snoring softly. We did some reading in the morning and then my love joined me for a visit at the Alma Café Traders’ Market. Great coffee, three more Harry Bosch books, beautiful fresh bread and divine tzatziki, smoked aubergine pâté and Moroccan lamb stew from Luke’s Larder. I am told that Luke used to be brilliant at theatre making and teaching, and this is where his heart is, he says, but his cooking skills should not be underestimated. The food he sells is fantastic.
Roland came over today, so that we could start working on our project, and we had some of the pâté and the fresh bread for lunch, together with pasta and Luke’s puttanesca sauce. Bowl-licking good. I organised the lounge and the kitchen in such a way that we could easily keep two metres apart and yet enjoy each other’s company and get some work done.
Then I did some work on my own and had Skype coffee with Mom. She had experienced verbal abuse from a woman at the recycling centre near her home earlier in the day and was quite shaken. We both wonder why is it so difficult for some people to simply be polite and kind. Talking about it helped, but I just hate the idea of anyone treating Mom without the respect she deserves. The abusive stranger is lucky that I live so far away and there is a travel ban between our countries …
I spent the evening with my love. We had the lamb stew for dinner and watched TV together. It was a long week of work for both of us and it was just nice to relax and enjoy great food at home.
The Daily Maverick is going paper. The pilot edition appeared today and it is looking good. There is just nothing like a great weekend newsPAPER and one can only hope that this one is here to stay! Congratulations to the Daily Mavericks for risking this insane-seeming move, especially during a time of such instability.
I had to drive quite a distance to get it, as it was available at only a few select PnP stores in Cape Town and Joburg, but I will do it again next weekend just to be able to read good journalism smelling of paper. And, hopefully, in time, the paper will become available in every shop that sells newspapers on a regular basis. Although I can imagine that quite a few people will probably consider this a counter-intuitive initiative, for me it feels right and makes me smile from ear to ear. It’s difficult to explain why, but it gives me a lot of hope.
Be kind. Wear a mask. Support local.
“Physical distancing remains one of the key strategies to curb this pandemic.”