News from the home front is that Mom and Dad Rapson have moved in and are getting settled. Michaela and I drove up to see the new house and to help out a bit with the moving.
The house is so typically a 1970s company house that walking in is deja vu and brings back memories of Armstrong Avenue ... long passages, parque floors, big bedrooms - even the lights are the same!
Michaela thought moving was the most fun ever. She packed and unpacked an ice-cream tub of wire egg cups in every room and was quite proud of her contribution to the move. She was thoroughly entertained by the monkeys that raided the kitchen in the afternoon and though Granny's attempts to scare them off with a Boo! were hysterical.
The new house lends itself to displaying the wonderful pieces of art Mom and Dad have collected over their 33 (yes finally it is REALLY 33) years of marriage. By the time we left the lounge was looking fit to grace the cover of Garden & Home.
The verdict: its definitely a Rapson-type family home and I can't wait for the next family gathering where its stuffed to the gunnels with the latest add-on sleeping on the floor somewhere. I see sundowners of the stoep and pitter-pattering of little feet down the long passage, kob chickens on Sundays and 10 people round a 6 seater dining table. The only question is ... where to find a Christmas tree???
