As Shaun’s Hair Minces In The Rain.

I hate Winter, we’ve never really been on speaking terms ever since I lent it money to buy a GHD Styler, and it never paid me back. I left it for a few months, assuming that it would feel morally obligated to repay me. Alas, not Winter.

Despite numerous hints, innuendo as well as physical threats, I still don’t have my money.

Now it has a luxurious, well kept mane, whilst I am left with minced hair.

Minced Hair - In Need Of A GHD.

Seriously, what’s up with this weather? Winter in Cape Town normally involves a month of overcast to cloudy weather, before Summer comes and…. wait a minute… well would you look at that - it is actually hailing right now. This is becoming ridiculous. Huge chunks of ice are presently falling from the sky. This depresses me, I’m actually not going to write anymore.

Here are some pics I took from the News24 photo gallery, to prove that I”m not lying about the weather. I do lie about a lot of things, but not on this occasion.

I think this is Rosmead Avenue. Very wet. Very grey.

Cars driving in water, as they are of course designed to do.

Cars parked in deep water, as they are of course also designed to do.

Wang Tung, a sushi chef who works in Cape Town.

The last image doesn’t really have anything to do with the Cape Town Winter weather, but I added it anyway, because he looks happy.

Our air conditioning is presently on strike, it’s still hailing outside, and I’ve just wee’d little urine icicles which - although painful - left me feeling strangely satisfied and fulfilled as I watched it hitting the toilet bowl with great force and vigour.

I’m going to roll into a little ball, and try to not die now.

Till next time. Maybe.