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Franschoek restaurant changes: an update

 

On Youth Day my friend Justin Miller and I took a road trip to Franschhoek, packing in a shopping stop at Dalewood Fromage and at Babylonstoren, a stop at Country Grand, and walking the main road of the village from bottom to top and back, to record all the restaurant changes that have taken place since I last visited in 2020.

I did some additional research to find details of any other restaurants that have opened or closed since I last visited the village.

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Corona Virus: Lockdown Journey Journal, Day 118 of Level 1, 26 January 2022

 

Wednesday 26 January 2022, Day 118 of Level 1 😷

Corona Lockdown Gratitude 🙏

#grateful for a warm day with a moderate South Easter; for getting up early and posting for my clients, and preparing for client Status meetings; for a Jason’s croissant breakfast at home with the boys; for bravely going to my gentle ophthalmologist to book two eye ops a week apart, the first on Tuesday, my first ever use of Discovery to cover any medical costs 💙 ; for a lovely Zest lunch to spoil Justin Miller on his birthday, having helped him get the job at newkings boutique hotel 💙; for good Status meetings at Zest and newkings; for a quick shop at Woolies Piazza da Luz; and for being happy, healthy and free. 🙏💙 Continue reading →

Corona Virus: Lockdown Journey Journal, Day 81 of Level 1, 20:December 2021.

 

Monday 20 December 2021, Day 81 of Level 1, My Birthday 🎉

Corona Lockdown Gratitude 🙏

#grateful for a fabulous birthday, literally overwhelmed by the volume of messages on Whats App and in Groups, on Facebook and calls, not having got to see them all yet, starting from 6h00 ❤️❤️❤️; for getting some work done this morning; for the most amazing Birthday gift from the Camps Bay community today (see below); for seeing Barbara Lenhard and Flo Gast, who flew in from Germany this morning, not having seen them for 8 months, their Smart having stood in my garage, catching up quickly on our news and nibbling left over Christmas biscuits; for Hennie Kriel sending Continue reading →