And although Broekkies was making coffee and breakfast on her birthday, she had a smile through it all!
For Broekkies birthday I offered to buy her this house so she could go surfing everyday... but she would have nothing to do with it... She said the house was the wrong colour and the waves where too small.
Our first excursion was to visit the almighty rope bridge! So we did! And it was Great! And ropey! There where alos cliffs there which where even better cliffs than the cliffs of Mohaer that we saw later on in the week...
No thats not my tummy hanging over my belt buckle...
Behind Broekkies you can see the Frog men that came from Yorkshire to visit the rope bridge!
Now if it where not so cold... this place would have even more tourists...
It was at this moment that I realised if I wanted to keep Broekkies camera I would have to throw her off the bridge. But it seemed she was too feisty and smart for me and with octopus suckers on her feet I was unable to pluck her up and throw her off the bridge like a rag wielie wallie doll...
So Broekkies made it across the bridge... saving her own skin and all that of all her followers... (Ja those 29 punks following her).
I decided to rest... and think about life...
And then something happened...
An evil plan was hatched!
(If I had more time I would photo shop this image to express what I am thinking, so please do me the favour of imagining a set of devil horns and a great sweeping forked tail whipping away in the background... or if thats too much for you a simple devil on the shoulder will suffice... thanks!)
But unbeknown to me Broekkies had hatched a plan of her own (she is moss smart) and while I was stomping like a cleft footed devil basking in my own brilliance...
She goes and throws me off the bridge...
Man I was like lekker upset...
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