As you may know, I love this farm and the amazing diversity of life that exists here. All good things come to an end sooner or later. I was driving back to the farm when I got a call from the farm manager asking whether I was in the Cape or not, there was a document they needed me to sign. Being up to date with my rent, I wasn't worried but curious, maybe it was my new lease, who knew.
Anyway, I'm not too upset about it, it's very likely to be for the best. For more than a year now I've been working in Johannesburg and leaving my animals in the care of others, which is unfair on them. Moving to Johannesburg makes a whole lot of sense now that I am losing the farm, not much keeping me here anymore. But, look at what I won't be seeing anymore.
There is a big farewell party planned for later, before I leave finally, when I know dates and so on.
I feel sorry for Archibald though, he's terrified of thunder, which we don't get here, but they do have spectacular electric storms in Johannesburg with all the attendant frightening and thunder.
I'll need to get a place with a reasonably large garden and with space to make a pond for Wherewere the duck.
A new fresh unencumbered start in a completely new environment, how cool is that?
Shelley, my daughter, is very happy to have me around permanently, she lives up there. James, who lives here in the Cape, isn't all that happy about it but it was him who dropped me off at the farm when I got back from Johannesburg. He saw the state of my house and I think he thought to himself, "Dad can't carry on living like this." So he's also okay with it. My sisters and my brother are all very happy about it. Me? I'm sort of okay with it but, not having any other option, I'll go with it.