The Kalk Bay Fish Fare went down well, although it was slightly marred by events that happened afterwards, viz., back in Grassy Park, Leon's car was broken into and his battery stolen, and Wally's car was stolen outright, all while they were parked outside Carol & Roger's house.
But back to the main story:
As usual, Uncle Cedric was the first to arrive (Uitgevrietjie???). The traffic was horrendous, so he parked way down the road, even before St. James station. He took this picture while walking down the main road on the way to the fair:
It must have been about midday when I arrived at the fair, and I went straight to the food stalls and got a helping of stir-fried prawns on a bed of rice, and sat down on the grass in the church's graveyard to have my breakfast, along with a crowd of other people with similar ideas! Justin, Carla and Emily arrived while I was into my second helping, and joined me amongst the gravestones. The ambience was nogal quite cool. And from then on, as the song goes, 'The rest of the crowd shuffled in'. Wally and Joe, Paul, Michelle and Lauren, Carol and Caitlin, Debbie and her mother and Nettie, Nicky and Jamie, Lorraine & Mario popped in briefly with some friends and left again quite quickly.
We all sat on the grass, had a couple of beers (man, there was really great food, there was a beer tent - what more can a man want?), had a good yakkity yak, yakkity yak session in the warm summer sun, it was one of those idyllic days when the southeaster, which had been howling at gale force all week, suddenly changed on Saturday morning to 4 knots from the north without a drop in the barometer (i.e. it was not going to rain anytime soon!).
After I had washed down my two helpings of prawns with a coupla beers, it was time for a braaied yellowtail steak......
On the way back from getting the yellowtail steak, I ran into two LEKKER goose, check out the picture below:
I wandered around after that, last year the church had been locked, but this year the book sale was inside it, so we got to see the inside of the church; it's beautiful. Outside the church, there was a marimba band playing. All I can say is they gotta lotta rhythm.......
Meanwhile, back at the ranch...
I believe these pictures tell a story of a leisurely-spent afternoon.
There were slight differences from last year's function. The stage and live band were replaced by the small marimba band. This year there was even a sushi stall, complete with a Japanese sushi chef, checkitout:
But, after all, this IS South Africa. we have our own tradition of preparing fish the South African way, as in this next picture:
We eventually packed up and left at around 4 p.m., another walk down the main road since everybody had parked way upstream:
Pikkewyn
But back to the main story:
As usual, Uncle Cedric was the first to arrive (Uitgevrietjie???). The traffic was horrendous, so he parked way down the road, even before St. James station. He took this picture while walking down the main road on the way to the fair:
It must have been about midday when I arrived at the fair, and I went straight to the food stalls and got a helping of stir-fried prawns on a bed of rice, and sat down on the grass in the church's graveyard to have my breakfast, along with a crowd of other people with similar ideas! Justin, Carla and Emily arrived while I was into my second helping, and joined me amongst the gravestones. The ambience was nogal quite cool. And from then on, as the song goes, 'The rest of the crowd shuffled in'. Wally and Joe, Paul, Michelle and Lauren, Carol and Caitlin, Debbie and her mother and Nettie, Nicky and Jamie, Lorraine & Mario popped in briefly with some friends and left again quite quickly.
We all sat on the grass, had a couple of beers (man, there was really great food, there was a beer tent - what more can a man want?), had a good yakkity yak, yakkity yak session in the warm summer sun, it was one of those idyllic days when the southeaster, which had been howling at gale force all week, suddenly changed on Saturday morning to 4 knots from the north without a drop in the barometer (i.e. it was not going to rain anytime soon!).
After I had washed down my two helpings of prawns with a coupla beers, it was time for a braaied yellowtail steak......
Uncle Cedric's yellowtail steak
On the way back from getting the yellowtail steak, I ran into two LEKKER goose, check out the picture below:
Judy Scheepers (right) and friend
Meanwhile, back at the ranch...
I believe these pictures tell a story of a leisurely-spent afternoon.
There were slight differences from last year's function. The stage and live band were replaced by the small marimba band. This year there was even a sushi stall, complete with a Japanese sushi chef, checkitout:
But, after all, this IS South Africa. we have our own tradition of preparing fish the South African way, as in this next picture:
We eventually packed up and left at around 4 p.m., another walk down the main road since everybody had parked way upstream:
Pikkewyn
Dis lekker by die see ne. Mooi ouens , dit roer my hart om te sien dat die representation levels 'n bietjie gestyg het. Wel done. Ons sien uit na nog veel meer soortgelyke social gatherings. Hou die social calender dop.
ReplyDeleteKom ons hoop dat die grafstene en hul precious inhoud nog rustig verkeer. Julle ouens soek vir drama. Daar loop stories rond oor daai church yard.
(Next time, 'kan ons dalk in Klip Road of gaan picnic'?)
For the record, just kiddin'