Thursday 11 February 2021, Day 47 of Level 3 Adjusted, Day 342 of Lockdown đˇ
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#Grateful for a fabulous day, peaceful, calm, with beautiful weather and no wind, and super organized; for having the chutzpah to address an email to the Sandak-Lewin MD very early this morning and receiving the most surprising reply almost immediately đ; for an easy-flowing Blogpost; for collecting my poppy seed rolls at Dinkel Bakery; for buying some German treats at Hartlief, for paying my Rates & Taxes at Pick n Pay, and some other groceries at Woolies, paying my last Vodacom account ever, all at the Gardenâs Centre, for no Loadshedding when we were meant to have it from 8h00; for a lovely Client status meeting at Utopia, getting excited for a very busy weekend lying ahead for the restaurant; for a Camps Bay walk, asking a bride if I may photograph her, she knowing me from my Straatwerker cleaning more than a year ago, her name being Sarah from Seeff Atlantic Seaboard; for reaching 10200 Discovery points for this year to date, only needing another 40000 points to get to Diamond status; for only paying R5 for a 2 kg bag of Royal Canin kitten food with free delivery by Pet Heaven expected on Monday, thanks to Elize Skriker; for an ice cream treat and dancing at The Dairy Den; and for being happy and healthy. đđ Continue reading →
Few of my Blog readers will know that I have taken the stream near the Camps Bay Tidal Pool under my wing, cleaning it twice a day. One piece of paper or plastic litter in a stream has made me see it all over Camps Bay, when I walk the Promenade twice a day, and sadly everywhere I go in Cape Town. I was delighted that Adidas and Parley have joined forces, to turn ocean plastic into shoes. 
On 2 January of this year I adopted a stream near the Camps Bay Tidal Pool, having seen it clogged up with plastic and other rubbish left by picnickers on the infamous New Yearâs Day. Since then I visit the stream every day, to clean it up, removing all the rubbish from it. A week ago Straatwerk workers assisted me in removing all the water weeds that had grown in the stream, and the rubbish that was trapped underneath the plants, returning the stream into its beautiful former self, an asset for Camps Bay and other Capetonians.