Last day in South Africa

Monday was my last day in South Africa and Marjory and I went poking round Franschhoek (French Corner) which was pretty but full of superior souvenir shops and souvenir stalls.  “I give you good price,” said one man, “Don’t buy from those people next door.  They are Scallywags.”  Neither he nor the people next door had what we were looking for, anyway, so we couldn’t test either his prices or their morals.     

Tailor's Dummies, Franschhoek

  

We were just visiting the Tourist Information place to ask about lunch when a helpful man with a mild northern accent insisted that Dieu Donné was the best place around for miles.  So we went to Dieu Donné and he was right.  For one last goodbye lunch, it was absolutely lovely.  Marj ate fish and I had a little selection of mezes and tapas.  I also ordered a chocolate mousse which was actually a chocolate mousse inside an easter egg shell and was one of the richest things I’ve had in years. 

Dieu Donne

I am aware that a lot of this blog is currently about eating out.  But as Marjory and I were hither and thither these last few days and nowhere near a pan or a kitchen,  what are women to do?

 

A very nice British woman called Mary, from Toronto, came to chat to us  and then the helpful man with the mild northern accent came over and we now know that he owns a carpet shop just round the corner from my house in Scarborough. 

I ought to say that it’s a small world but, as Marjory was then taking me to the airport and as it took me all night to fly to Doha and then some, it didn’t seem it.