It’s been a pretty slow week on the blogging front, due to my continued ‘work’ at an auditing firm. I say ‘work’ because even though I’ve managed to rack up three and a half years of tertiary education, I still know next to nothing about pretty much anything practical. Thanks however to my incredibly low standards, I’ve actually enjoyed myself; I just haven’t been disciplined enough in maintaining my level of writing during this period.
Last night was a unique experience as my grandparents hosted a double bible study get-together of their group and the young adult cell. And ridiculously, it was a lot of fun. Large amounts of food always help to grease the wheels of the social cart and a good dose of Christian fellowship usually counts for something.
For those who care
- My grandfather was in hospital for 3 years and on crutches for 15 years. Bam. You can’t beat that. Don’t even try.
- One of the ladies in my grandparent’s bible study owned the SA champion Bull Terrier named Gambit. Don’t tell me that isn’t the coolest name for a dog, ever.
- Another lady was married to a farmer, lived on a dairy farm and has never milked a cow.
