I am hoping to finish a proofreading course I have been doing by the end of the school holidays. I am halfway through and must admit I did not know it was going to involve so much work. However, with the cottage not being operational and the terrific rate of inflation in Zimbabwe, our finances are a little dire so it would be great to be able to earn some money by doing proofreading.
Nearly three years ago, we went to the Honde Valley for a couple of days and whilst we were driving along, we saw a little sign on the side of the road next to a hut, advertising dried fruit for sale. We stopped and asked if we could buy some and were told in true Zimbabwean style that it had finished, but they did have coffee for sale. We bought some beans which have sat in a container on the shelf in the kitchen ever since. However, with all this time on his hands, John has very diligently sat and, with a little help from all of us, shelled the beans. He googled roasting coffee beans and read that they should be roasted within three months of picking so we did not hold out much hope for them. However, today he roasted them in the oven and we had a truly delicious cup of coffee. I felt like I was in a cafe in Paris. All we needed were the croissants which I hinted at considerably but had to be content with a Lobels chocolate cream.
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