Does she like it gentle or rough?

Warning explicit content in today’s post!

Craig and Necia hosted a Geeks Board Games Day that their home this afternoon which kicked off with some tasty Thai chicken curry. Thank goodness they cared a little about me and didn’t spike the food with hot chillies as not to take my breath away, literary.

It was a great turnout of friends and family, from left to right is Lynda with granddaughter; Rebekah; Sheena and Jonathan with little Aiden; Craig and Necia; Jessica and Layne; siblings Brendon and Nicole; and finally Robynne with her back to the camera. Not in the photo is Gary who is somewhere, maybe he is on the Iron Throne.

During a break, while sitting in the sun, the conversation strayed into the lands of Westeros as most of us are fans, well most of us except Craig and Necia that is. And then it happened as it tends to do in groups of friends like this. It was during Layne’s man-bun episode that he turned into Euron Greyjoy as he stuck an action figure’s head up the arse of a poor stuffed giraffe. Why Euron the scallywag of Westeros, well it was Euron’s quote "Does she like it gentle, or rough?" in the GoT episode a few weeks back that caused those fateful words to come storming back to memory, “A finger in the bum?”

Anyways we all had a good time at Craig and Necia's, thank you to the hosts and even the cat called Siri enjoyed been pampered by Nicole. Those eyes just say it all!

Timeless Board Games

Yay, it is that time of month again for the Board Game Party hosted by Timeless Board Games. Yesterday I felt a cold coming along but I overdosed with medication and vitamins and took the day off. Shoje, thank goodness I didn’t need a doctor’s note for yesterday’s duvet day.

Today, armed with a slight headache, that only boards games can cure, it was off to Bedfordview for the day of board games with my geeky friends, Jonathan, Robynne, Gary, Anika, Brandon, Craig, Necia, and Layne. I must say that at the end of the day I was exhausted but I thoroughly enjoyed the day except that part when the only food truck catering for us geeks ran out of food.

Three Uncles

Be Thou my vision, O Lord of my heart. Naught be all else to me save that Thou art. Thou my best through by day or by night. Walking or sleeping, Thy presence my light.

They say that things happen in threes which has a name, the Rule of Three. Well this rule has come true this year with death visiting this family three times for my pets Ally, Little Boy, and Patch, and now three uncles, Uncle Tony, Uncle Izak, and now today we lay to rest Uncle Ronald or as he is known to me Ronnie.

Now go away Death, ride out of here on that great pale horse of yours, Binky. You have visited us too many times this year already.

Today in Rustenburg, with my mother and brother by my side, we said our last goodbyes to Ronald Kümm, a brother, a father, a husband, a friend, and an uncle to join my gran and other two uncles.

One memory stands clearly in my mind of my uncle Ronnie, and that was of the incident where God clearly spoke and used me. Nearly ten years ago, I took Ronnie down to Durban to see his mother, my gran, on her death bed. To read the full incident go to Good people don’t go to heaven, saved people do.

And this is where I will end it, I hope Ronnie had heeded those words as the baton is passed onto his grandson, Elijah, who was born only a month ago. Elijah will not remember his grandfather and them two meeting but he will be loved. May his God be Yahweh as his name means, and may he be blessed to be a blessing to all those around him.

High King of heaven, when battle is done, grant heaven’s joys to me, O bright heaven’s star. Christ of my own heart, whatever befall, still be my vision, O Ruler of all.

Craig’s End is Near

One of my good friends, Craig is getting married tomorrow to Necia and quite a lot of us did the track down to Durban for the wedding. We took a few days leave from work to make a bit of a long weekend out of it. So today we did the slow drive down to Durban.

And then there was the stag night that nearly wasn’t.

Exit the Vulcan. News of the passing of Leonard Nimoy spread like wild fire. Live long and Prosper, that you did Mr Spock, that you did. At 83 Mr Spock was beamed up one last time but will forever live long and prosper in our minds.

But that is not the end for our beloved Mr Spock but it is the end for Craig. The end of life as he knows it. Tomorrow he puts a ring on it. Craig’s last night of freedom was set to happen at 7:30 for 8pm in Umhlanga so I arrived early and killed off a few Ingress portals as one does when one arrives at a location filled with green slime.

Craig’s in game Ingress name is CraigN hence the hash tag of his end is #atcraigsend and the name of this post Craig’s End. In keeping with this theme Craig decided to arrive late for his own end. Rather late than never but I mean after 9pm, well that was pushing the norms. Anyway, we started at The George, a busy pub in Umhlanga with not much space which had many patrons spilling over onto the street sidewalk. Nice atmosphere but crowded and as you can see Jonathan had arraigned to the best traditions of a Batchelor’s Party or Stag Night to dress Craig up appropriately.

Later we meandered over to Hooters, now this is the other disappointment of the evening. The first of Leonard Nimoy and the other was well Hooters. I have never been to a Hooters before and when we first read on the itinerary that we were going to end up at Hooters I had to convince Lynda that Hooters was not a den of iniquity as it is portrayed to be. And how close to the truth it turned out to be which was the big let down. Hooters turned out to be just a clean pub, no food as kitchen was closed, and where I pray was all the eye candy of the make believe waitresses in skimpy tops and tight shorts? At least Lynda, Anika, and Necia would be pleased.

The Cameron Clan

Back Row: Jonathan, Debbie, Kevin, Andrew, Robbie, Pat, Fiona, Tim, Rachael
Front Row: Matthew, Sarah , Rhoda, Michelle, Emma, Eugenie, Lucy