I had a great meeting with a wedding client, my baking went well and I finished on time, and my mommy darling and I got to see The Sound of Music together at Montecasino.
We had a really good meeting with the people at scubaversity about the knucklehead joining their Blue Ocean internship programme.
Our car. Its getting worse by the day and driving it makes me so anxious and tense. And replacing it is not an option right now.
It was our last few days with our guide dog puppy Lennox. He goes back to SAGA tomorrow to start his formal guide dog training.
Mother fuckers broke into our house while we were out on Saturday afternoon. They knew exactly what they were after too.
The rented TV AND its remote, our laptops (including our old machines), spare phones, my jewellery box, Glugsters’s clothes, the knucklehead’s suit and, AND – all three back up hard drives. I am so fucking angry and I can do nothing.
FIVE dogs on the property. FIVE. All fine thank goodness, and the cats are fine, but FIVE dogs didn’t deter them at all.
Mother fucking sons of bitches.
Everytime I think about how much I’ve lost I start crying again. YEARS of work data and THOUSANDS of photographs.
And then today the guy arrived to see if they could find fingerprints. Which is pretty much a futile exercise since the South African forensic database is nothing like what they have in Europe or the USA.