Father's Day

I was treated yesterday to Father's Day lunch at the Johannesburg Country Club in Auckland Park. It was supposed to be a secret but teenagers can't keep secrets. True to form, my children tied fire crackers to the poor creature's tail then booted the cat out of the proverbial bag. Anyway, it was a gloriously sunny day, with good food and a determined pianist tinkering away in the background. There's a family feel about the place and some of the staff have been there, I understand, all their working lives - which is a lot longer than I've been sat behind a desk. It really was a lovely afternoon.

Thank you Bridget