A Wasp in Winter

A Wasp in Winter … Blog 101 – spot the deliberate error and Ms Paige Turner will email you a Christmas Present …

I have just left sunny Cape Town where the winds blow in different directions and blow the insects away south east to north west. I am barely one night’s sleep away from those noisy guinea fowl, shark sirens, helicopter fire rescuers and poisonous leopard frogs. Not one of them disturbed me. But what do I find in my freezing, December hallway in Beaconsfield where the naked Christmas tree needs erecting and dressing? I hear a wasp. Can you believe it? I think it got in when Mister Justin Case and I were trying to push his car uphill. The battery was flat. Ah, we are home.
At Creative Ink Tuesdays/Get Inspired class is now full. I have two places left on Thursday/Get that Book. If you would like a nice emailed gift token from me to a loved one for Christmas, or even someone you like but don’t love, then email me now.
Last Blog 100’s intentional error was the spelling of ‘Madiba’.