It's that plain and simple the thought just hit me like that time I hit Marcelino aka ROTTI over the head with a beer bottle. For my 21st birthday I received a ring from my late granddad - ROTTI stole it a year later. So hard the thought of writing something hit me. Anyway here I am, chilling on a Sunday afternoon. I have just about finished my lunch, that Bobotie I conjured up in the kitchen, was so, like my people would say, "JAS!"


The kids enjoyed it, the wifey love it, so I'm just waiting to see the hour through. I guess we will all be fine. Sometimes I just need a lekker lazy Sunday afternoon. Some would go for a ride, others a walk or taking the kids or nephews/nieces to the park. Whatever your Sunday afternoon chill buzz is, Enjoy it! The Monday Monster she's a coming.


Ha! That sweet touch of retribution just happened to have been on a Sunday too and I suddenly wonder... whatever happened to ROTTI.

It's yet another Monday, you wake up, get ready to do your usual thing, random routines etc. at the office some colleagues looking vrot (tired) some looking fresh to death.

"How was your weekend?" 

"uhmmm, I can't remember" 

"So I lied, I do remember what I did the weekend."

"I spent my Saturday with my sons and it was awesome!"