Calling Begging all Pretorianers and even ex-ones….
This here tjomma has a tendency to get herself into …er…fixes. Or unwanted situations.
Because she talks so much, she tends to end up being the organiser of events, getting info, telephone numbers. And so on.
I got myself into (another) one inadvertently.
I so did NOT volunteer for this. But it seems having a big mouth convinces people that you know what you are talking about and that you are thus the best candidate for the job.
I’ve been asked….No….literally pulverised into organising a reunion for the family. Not mine. Boo’s. Bleddie lazy buggers.
So here I am, throwing myself open to any suggestions YOU (points at anyone reading this post, you may also phone a friend to help) might have concerning venues for a raucus reunion involving at least 200 people. Of all ages and sizes.
We want to swim, play volley ball and other stuff, dance, braai, dop and so forth.
The key to this whole thing of course is The DOP. No coloured reunion can go by without a copious consumption of the god’s nectar.
And of course, it must be within crawling distance of Piraks, aka Pretoria.
*in a desperate kind of voice*
Profusely thanking you in advance. I’ll even kiss your…er….clean feet if you provide the winning info.