The Pot Of Gold At The End Of The Rainbow
It's winter in Cape Town, which means erratic weather and (usually) lots of rain. Yesterday we went from slightly overcast to rain, to rain with sun, to sun, to overcast, to heavy rain, and then, finally, to more overcast in about nine hours. It makes it incredibly difficult to dress for the day because - between the TV weather broadcasts and predictions the night before, which are almost always wrong when it comes to the Cape region, and the actual weather, which reinvents itself every 30 minutes - you are usually either overdressed or underdressed when it comes to being warm and weatherproof versus freezing and damp (or one of many other unholy combinations).
(And don't get me started on the little man who controls the aircon for the entire building and who usually chooses to make it freezing when it's warm outside and freezing when it's cold outside, unless he's decided to make it rather warm when it's warm outside or - the pleasant exception to whatever rule he lives by - warm when it's cold outside.)
Yesterday, however, between bursts of weather erraticism, while the rain was on one mission and the clouds on another, we were treated to a brief display of beauty that spanned our entire view of the city: a magnificent rainbow.
Above: The full span of yesterday's rainbow.
Above: Closeup of the right-hand side of the rainbow.
I've included the closeup above for astute readers who may have noticed on the previous picture that the right-hand side of the rainbow deftly curves past the LG building and lands directly on the SARS* building. I'm not sure whether this is ominous or auspicious but, nevertheless, there you have it: irrefutable proof direct from the universe - Cape Town's equivalent of Fort Knox is most definitely somewhere in the SARS building.
*For any international readers, "SARS" stands for South African Revenue Service (the South African equivalent of the US's IRS) and not Severe Acute Respiratory Syndrome, although the symptoms are similar and we appreciate the irony.
(And don't get me started on the little man who controls the aircon for the entire building and who usually chooses to make it freezing when it's warm outside and freezing when it's cold outside, unless he's decided to make it rather warm when it's warm outside or - the pleasant exception to whatever rule he lives by - warm when it's cold outside.)
Yesterday, however, between bursts of weather erraticism, while the rain was on one mission and the clouds on another, we were treated to a brief display of beauty that spanned our entire view of the city: a magnificent rainbow.
Above: The full span of yesterday's rainbow.
Above: Closeup of the right-hand side of the rainbow.
I've included the closeup above for astute readers who may have noticed on the previous picture that the right-hand side of the rainbow deftly curves past the LG building and lands directly on the SARS* building. I'm not sure whether this is ominous or auspicious but, nevertheless, there you have it: irrefutable proof direct from the universe - Cape Town's equivalent of Fort Knox is most definitely somewhere in the SARS building.
*For any international readers, "SARS" stands for South African Revenue Service (the South African equivalent of the US's IRS) and not Severe Acute Respiratory Syndrome, although the symptoms are similar and we appreciate the irony.
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posted by Mandy J Watson at 3:29 PM
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You know, I've always thought Trevor Manuel looked like a leprechaun.
Can't say I see it, but now that you've brought it to my attention the two will forever be linked in my brain...
(::Sounds of Mandy giggling during the next budget speech.::)
I think it's the way he always looks so pleased with himself, as if he knows where the Kruger millions are hidden, but he's not saying.
I know what expression you're referring to.
I wonder why he hasn't "borrowed" the stash for official reasons and ducked off to New Zealand. I hear there's less crime...
You see, now, it's that tinfoil hat, and all the Irish snow, that makes you think it can't be true. I'm so glad you're coming back to Africa. I think it's just in time!
You do not have an official leprechaun council badge. Who are you trying to fool? You're too tall!
(Did you make it yourself with MS Paint?)
...I'm pretty sure you're making this all up.
(If nothing else, what kind of "security specialist" blurts out all the secrets (dried fruit or not)?)
Actually, that sounds more like PR speak for "we screwed up...again..."
Guinness?? Who said anything about Guinness?
That explains eveything, though...
Gawd! Alcohol and pills! That is not good at all.
An addict always blames the Internet, except Internet addicts, who blame alcohol.
No.
Internet addicts blame alcohol.
I am not an Internet addict.
You are not paying attention.
Therefore...wait. No, how does that thing go again?
"Shortly?" Are you making fun of my lack of height in comparison to your well-endowed height? That's very rude.
No...it just speaks to your character. And height.
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