OYSTERHOOD is reclusiveness or solitude, or an overwhelming desire to stay at home.
I have never gone so long without a visit to the hairdresser. I don’t think that my hair has ever been as long as it is now. It is surprisingly healthy and still relatively easy to manage, but I am gradually thinking that maybe it is time to cut off a little bit …
A day of early morning reading and then admin. I am working on too many projects at the same time, and maybe like my hair, something will have to be cut in the new year. I am kind of coping, but there is very little room for error to keep everything on track. And it’s not like everything is falling into place and everyone else is doing their job on time. I really dislike having to pick up the pieces, not only for myself but for too many others.
In the wise words of Manuel: “But I learn, I learn.”
My lovely temporary neighbour (a dear friend is housesitting nearby) invited me for a beautiful lunch today, and in the evening, my love and I treated ourselves to a celebration of the longest day of the year on top of one of the loveliest places in Cape Town: The Silo Hotel. And today’s windless, balmy evening was absolutely perfect for the occasion. The city delivered with her usual spectacular charms and the evening was pure bliss.
I love this city.
I am hoping for a better night than last; I slept really poorly and not terribly long.
Be kind. Wear a mask. Support local. Get vaccinated, please.
“Physical distancing remains one of the key strategies to curb this pandemic.”