How do you handle Bullsh!t?

How do you handle Bullsh1t?  What do you do, if anything, when a good friend is clearly spewing what can only be described as BS?  (Even if he may have begun to believe his own BS)


Do you:

(a)          listen politely,

(b)          change the subject,

(c)           switch off and start thinking about the book waiting for you at home or

(d)          call him out on it?

I was in just such a situation this past weekend and it made me very uncomfortable. I have known this person for a long time and I just did not know how to handle it. In the event I just went quiet and left the conversation to the others present who might well have been entertaining the same thoughts as I was.

This is not the first time this has happened, in fact it seems to be happening more frequently and OH and I have both remarked that we find it difficult to believe anything he says anymore. Rather than sever a longstanding friendship with many mutual friends we have started to politely turn down some invitations because neither of us are enjoying his company much anymore.  This is terribly sad because at one stage he and his wife were amongst of our closest friends.

There is so much that is just not adding up. What is being put out there is obviously a distortion of the truth and it puts us in a difficult position.  We hear all these grand stories about what he had done in the past and what he is planning for the future yet he has nothing to show for it in the present.

I just wish our friendship could go back to where it used to be, where we had no reason to doubt what we were told and could just enjoy one another’s company without having to filter everything through a BS detector.


Irritating Edgars – Grrrrrrrrr ……


Yesterday afternoon 2.40 pm while I was busy in the office my mobile rang, a Johannesburg no. appeared on my screen and I answered. A lady, whose first language was not English wanted to know how I was. I asked who was calling and she said she was calling on behalf of Edgars and could she take a few minutes to tell me about some special offer. I said no, it is not a good time as I am busy.

At 4.21 pm she started calling again, by them I was busy in the kitchen so I did not answer but responded with a text saying that I was busy. Between then and 5.31 she called again 5 times, each time I responded with a text saying that I was busy except for the last call because by then my patience has run its course and I just cut the call then blocked all further calls from that number. She might have called again and again yesterday but at least I was not being bothered.

This morning at 8.45 am the calls started again but from a different Johannesburg number. At that point Ozzy, Milo and I were having our all important bonding session so I cut the call.  I assume that she then called my office and home lines in quick succession none of which I answered.

At 10.46 she called again, I answered and told her that I was not interested in whatever it is she is trying to sell me and to please stop calling me.


Does Edgars really condone harassing their customers to this extent? This experience has put me off Edgars even more, their shops have nothing I want to buy, there is never anyone to assist you, should you find something you might like you have to stand in a forever queue to try it on and then another forever queue to pay for it. Their customer service SUCKS!


Not going back to Edgars – EVER!

Some Legendary Afrikaans Words


This is too good not to share. I hope my overseas readers will enjoy a little insight into the South African vernacular

How do you explain the word “sommer” to an Australian or an Engelsman or to anyone else, for that matter. It’s not only a foreign word, it’s a foreign concept.

Perhaps the English never do anything “just sommer”.

But when you’ve explained it, it’s been adopted enthusiastically. Although there’s no Australian equivalent either, they sommer take to the idea.

“Why are you laughing? Just sommer”.

My best explanation of “just sommer” would be “just because” with no further explanation required. 

“Bakkie” is another one of those useful “portmanteau” words (see – English doesn’t have a word for that, either) very useful around the house, for all sizes and shapes of containers and dishes.

Also used for what they call “utes” in OZ.  Our pick-up trucks are called “bakkies” because the load area on the back is of course just another “bakkie” (container)

I find it an indispensable word.

We all know “voetstoets” of course. It’s been officially adopted into South African English. There’s no concise, one-word equivalent in English. “As is” just doesn’t hack it. And it’s such a humorous word, conjuring up images of pushing that brand new car home…

There’s no good English word for “dwaal”. It doesn’t mean dream, or daze. It’s close to absent-mindedness, but that’s not quite it. Being in one so often myself, I’m not likely to stop using it.

My head is often in a “dwaal

I think “gogga” is the most delightful word for insect I’ve ever heard. Children all over the world should use it. “Insect” just doesn’t stand a chance.

And I think “moffie” is a far better word than all those embarrassed English attempts at defining a homosexual: gay, queer, poofter, etc. aren’t half as expressive. Somehow “moffie” doesn’t sound as derogatory either.

And then there’s “gatvol”. OK, I know it’s very rude. But it’s so very expressive, NE? “Fed up” doesn’t have half the impact. No it doesn’t –Gatvol is at least another 10 degrees past “fed-up”! It’s like Blancmange in comparison.

“Gatvol” is a word used more frequently than ever in the workplace these days, with increasing intensity.

While we’re on the subject, another phrase which outstrips any English attempt is “Hy sal sy gat sien”.(Also rude). “He’ll get his come-uppance” is like milquetoast in comparison. It definitely lacks the relish.“Donder” is another very useful word, used as an all-purpose swearword, which again has no good English translation. Used as a verb, it can express any degree of roughing up. As a noun, it is a pejorative, as they politely say in dictionaries, to mean whatever you want it to mean.

And there’s no good translation for “skiet-en-donder” either. Cowboy movies could be considered “skiet-en-donder” films

It says something about the English that they have no word for”jol”.

Probably the dictionary compilers regard it as slang, but it’s widely used for “Going out on the town, kicking up your heels, enjoying yourself…” Not just getting PISSED out of your Skull. (See, there’s no English translation) Although curiously, the word “Yule” in Yuletide is related to “jol” and derived from Old English. So somewhere along the line, the English forgot how to “jol”.

I’ve yet to meet a South African over the age of two who doesn’t use the word “muti”. Translation is impossible – “witches potion” is about the nearest I can get. It needs a long cultural historical explanation. Between “muti” and the pedantic “medication”, there’s simply no contest.

And of course, my personal favourite”Kak en betaal”, which just says it all, doesn’t it? A bland and effete English translation would be “Cough and pay”, or “Breathe and pay”. Or one could say “Poop and Pay” but that does not convey the correct sense of outrage when one is overcharged for something that is in effect a necessity. But it just doesn’t cut it, does it? Not by a long drop.

How do you explain the passion of”LEKKER!”? Wow last night was a “lekker jol”

“Dudu or doeks”. Telling your infant to go to bed is just not the same as: “Go dudu now my baby!”

How about’bliksem”- I’m going to bliksem you or ek gaan jou donder!

Both wonderful Afrikaans expressions with nothing to compare in the English language, at least nothing that gives the same satisfaction.

“Trapsuutjies”………..the way certain maids and others work. Slowcoach just doesn’t do it, hey

“Mielie pap”- there is no other word like pap, … the English have porridge, and when they say porridge, they mean oats. There’s no Maltabela, no Tasty Wheat, no Creamy Meal, no Putu pap. In other words, there’s no pap!

“Mislik”- such a ‘lekker’ word, and one that my kids are familiar with. ‘Why are you so mislik, you little skelm? (rascal would be the nearest translation when addressing children in this way but the prisons of full of adult “skelms”)(Mislik is a good description of a whining kid that does not know what he or she wants)

Do you want a ”snot-klap”?'(One that would make your nose run!)

And then there is “moer” which can be used as an adjective or a verb.  As in “I had a moer of a good time last night” or “Do that again and I’ll sommer moer you”.

Ja-well-no-fine – have a good week blogpeeps


Dogs, cows, pigs and sheep

I am so behind with my blogging, and I am trying to catch up with your posts, comment and get also do a post of my own, so here goes.


This is the view we are waking up to at the moment (when the sun shines that is)

We are at our holiday house, came up on Monday and enjoyed a gorgeous drive through the Overberg countryside. We drove in bright sunshine in spite of waking up to heavy rain that morning. The newly planted fields are lush green and picture perfect.

Tuesday was a stunning day although we had very heavy mist to start off with it quickly warmed up.


I am working from here and have to keep a check on my data bundle so that I don’t end up having to pay extra.  It does not help that the connection is very slow and OH and I cannot both access it at the same time otherwise we will both become dizzy watching spinning circles trying to load sites.

OH replaced the corroded LNB on the satellite dish but we still cannot get DSTV reception. We spent about 45 minutes on the phone with DSTV Customer Service and another 30 minutes with our son to no avail.  Fortunately I can still view the recorded programmes on the PVR if I unplug the cable from the dish and there is a lot to watch, but no Sky News which is tough for OH.

Ozzy and Milo absolutely love it here, they have more space to run around and of course enjoy our company 24/7. Here they are in their new matching beds catching some sun on the verandah.


And here they are again in each other’s beds. This is becoming a real problem. We bought them both new beds because Milo was always in Ozzy’s bed and we put it down to Milo having outgrown his puppy bed. But he still gets into Ozzy’s bed and Ozzy has now started taking over Milo’s much smaller bed.


Unfortunately after a glorious start to the day the weather appears to be changing and we hear that we are in for two days rain. If all goes well we plan to stay here until next Sunday which gives OH lots of time for DIY and maintenance which is ongoing.

It is so peaceful here out of season, the most noise we hear is from the birds. I hope to photograph some of them but my skill as a photographer is not that good or perhaps it’s my lack of patience.

Being unable to get online yesterday to post this it is now Saturday and the cold front has made its arrival known – it is cold (11 deg) and windy. The rain did not come yesterday as predicted so I am glad that we made the most of yesterday’s sunshine and got out on the boat for a trip up the river. This time of year it is very quiet as there are very few permanent residents. The lack of wind meant the water was like glass mirroring the reflection of the houses and hills in almost perfect clarity. I don’t understand why people think that this is not a good time of year to be here, in my view it is the best. Mostly warm days and no wind make for a very pleasant climate. The chilly nights are easily taken care of with a log fire, but hey for now it’s our secret – OK!


Reflections and perfect peace on the river


Ozzy and Milo take everything in while on the boat


Yesterday afternoon we went to visit friends on a farm nearby. They have just had a baby and I spent an hour or so cradling and feeding a 5 week old baby girl who is absolutely gorgeous. We had a bit of a walk around the farm and visited the milking shed and the pigs and piglets. Farming is such hard and intensive work, I have great respect for those that chose this way of life, there are definitely easier ways to make money.


This mommy pig was very protective of her piglets and shoed them away so I could not take photos of the cute little things.


And lastly there were the baby lambs


That’s all from me for now, I will try and do another post but it will depend very much on how much of my data bundle remains. Doing this post took the best part of an hour as the connection is very slow.

For those bloggers in the Western Cape please keep warm and dry this wintery weekend.