Oh, boy! Has winter returned with a vengeance to Cape Town. It seems as though we are having next year's rain as well just in case we don't have winter in 2015. It's a bit of a waste, really, because the dams are full and can't retain the water, which gushes down the mountains in spectacular waterfalls and rivers, eventually replenishing the sea, which I suppose is a purpose all of its own.
Temperatures are dropping to the low teens and we are promised a swell of 15 foot coming up from the South Atlantic in the next day or so, providing ideal conditions for the Big Wave competition at Dungeons. So some people are looking forward to it! Having had relatively flat seas for some weeks now in our Indian summer, it will be a change to have churning waves ripping the kelp from the seabed and depositing it in huge piles of twisted stems and fronds along the shoreline. This is the food of the sea louse, talorchestia capensis, which in turn is the favoured meal of the sacred ibis and other shore feeders, and so the heavy seas perpetuate the cycle of life on the beaches.
He Who Can Fix Anything decided, during the recent heatwave, that the electric blanket could be packed away for summer. I, of course, knew better, but he knows everything. So now it's a case of who gives in first - do I just put it back on the bed or does he first admit he was wrong - quite tempting to wait for the latter. Having never used an electric blanket until a month or so ago, I can only say that I was a fool to think they might be dangerous and suffer years of frozen feet keeping me awake at night.
Perhaps I will get it out of the cupboard, just in case...
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