Around 12pm, the girls and I go out to collect the Indian take away we have ordered from a friend down the road. Butter chicken and tandoori chicken - it smells so lovely I wonder if it will make it through the day.
We pop into the post office to see if a parcel my sister has sent has arrived, but are told that no post is coming through from overseas. This doesn't sound quite right as we do get letters.
We set off for The Farmhouse around two o'clock. It is great to be leaving Bulawayo - the first time in months. There is one police stop, but they wave us through.
In the late afternoon, we go out to watch the animals being fed. There are giraffe, zebra, warthogs, wildebeest and kudu. Because of the drought, some of the animals from the game park come in, looking to be fed.
At night, we light the braai, make some rice and warm up the food. The Farmhouse is usually full board, but they are currently offering a self-catering option. However, I do feel they either need to provide more in the way of utensils or tell you to bring your own.
The food is lovely - especially when it is washed down with a glass of crisp, cold bargain bonanza white wine. For dessert, we have the cake the girls made for John. It is a lovely chocolate sponge that looks absolutely perfect, although they tell me that they had to stick bits of it together with icing as it fell apart!
After supper, we play Time Flies, which is a mixture of Pictionary and charades. Despite the fact that you can still hear the odd car or lorry thundering down the Kezi road, it is so nice to go to bed in a different place, away from the troubles of the world.
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