Steven hates Winter. Full Stop.
"Why is it so cold?" he'll moan, on a mild Fall day. "Don't you ever get cold?"
The Afrikaner's say it best - "Fock, dis Koud!" and, "In die Vrystaat, nou dra die manne twee kortbroeke."
And, then it snowed.
I had a call, from someone, still not sure who:
"It's snowing in Sandton." Here, too, in Rhodesfield.
Steven has had enough, and hurtles to Builders Warehouse, and returns, followed by a delivery truck.
Two gentlemen, amid much cussing, erect the largest gas heater I have ever seen, in the sitting room.
It touches the ceiling.
This is an outdoor heater, designed for the daft, who braai in the snow.
(A barbeque in South Africa is a flavour of chips.)
All set up, Steven turns on the heater, and within seconds Terrylin is the devils den.
"Please return that," I beg Steven. "I feel as though I am going through the Change."
Of course, Steven nearly takes the chair with him, as he falls out of it laughing.
Mike and Penny arrived, with Penny having a sneezing fit. All over the guest register, as well.
Penny : "Aah Tishoo!"
Mike : "Bless You."
Penny : "Thank You. Aah Tishoo!"
Penny went to the bathroom, and sneezed three times in succession.
Mike, very concerned, knocked on the door.
"Is that you, Pen?"