We wake up feeling quite flat. The panto is over and today is the day that our friend, Anne, leaves for the UK. It's very hot and not very Christmassy. The weather report for the next ten days does not include any sign of rain.
We have a booking for the end of December. It is a couple who have stayed with us on a number of occasions. The lady used to live in this house when she was a child. Her mother sold it when her father died in the mid-1990s. The two cottages were here then as well, although they were just single room rondavels without bathrooms. She told us that the smaller of the two had been used as a dark room by a photographer at some point before her family moved in.
A couple of years ago, a man from Harare came round and asked if he could look at the house as it was where he had lived as a boy in the 1950s. His mother had been an artist who had used one of the cottages as a studio. We haven't managed to go any further back in tracing the house's history. It would be interesting to find out who lived here first and what the cottages were originally used for.
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