New Years Eve we went to my sister for the day, she has just moved off her game farm and into a house in town, and has been treating herself to some new furtniture, and she has bought herself, in one of the cozy corners of the house a BIG RED COUCH, with a very patriotic feel, although we have been in South Africa for over 40 years, there is still that part of us that will always belong to the country where we were born. So the good old Union Jack is visible everywhere.
We decided to have a photo shoot on the BIG RED COUCH, well the couch is made of
leather, real leather and is very "sippery" so I plop myself down on the couch next to my sister, and as I sat next to my sister I kept on sliding off the couch, the more I tried to sit on my own side of the couch the more I kept sliding towards her so that I felt like I was going to either sit on her knee or disappear under her.
Needless to say the photo shoot that we wanted, just did not happen as we were laughing to much.
Memories are made of this.