A pile of clothes

A cold front has finally brought winter. I sat behind the computer all day today doing Sun International work while Carol got a bee under her bonnet and started separating clothes to take to the displaced foreigners. These are people who for example fled Zimbabwe because of the violence only to find that the local South Africa blacks were just as bad. Thousands of women and children are camped around police stations for safety. The call has gone out for baby food, bread, peanut butter, blankets and clothes.