Spontaneous combustion: Left home at short notice this afternoon, heading for the Long Tom pass between Lydenburg and Sabie, deciding to take a 'sho't right' into Misty Mountain Lodge. Green thai chicken curry, tandoori chicken skewers, champagne and ice cream and hot chocolate sauce on a deck looking into thick swirling mist. Hardly told army stories, a spirit of fire and youth, then to lounge on my bed not far from a crackling hearth while my stitches were removed. Then a deep bubble bath, the last pages of Paul Theroux's latest travel book and now bed.
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