Last night I dreamt that George Bush had a lunch box full of Rumsfeld's still-alive bodyparts that were converted into "cyberskin" - he arranged them so that rumsfeld's eyes would close into his buttocks when the lunchbox shut.

This photo is a view from my rear bedroom window. Right now the clouds are rolling down it again, which I just love.

I am so so so enjoying the fact that the Bush is having a bad time politically. It is about time! Apparently Bolton (US envoy to the UN) is about to lose his position. He is so irritating to me, though I am sure he will have plush jobs for life.

Cape Town may seem all beautiful in my posts, but the darker side is awful. Here is a little glimpse of the reality of life here. So sad.