Summer colds – raw throats, congestion – are dogging us both. We are both busy – Rob is counting the days at Soweto TV, and after completing one part of my current assignment for the Engineering Council, I must now focus on completing the other. It is hard to imagine that two weeks from now we will be packing up our little world, and putting it away for ever. Our first home, our first year together as a married couple – not Rob’s house, in Toronto, not mine, in Emmarentia, but ours, chosen and established together. I realised last night, for the first time, that I will be sad to leave it.