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Feeling a tad down today

Well, once again I am left writing something that I would really rather not publish at this point, you see, we are still not telling people that we might be moving to Sydney Oz permanently in February 2012.
Gerhard and I skipped date night last week and went on date afternoon yesterday, we went to see Prime Circle in the Menlyn Barnyard Theatre.  Once again I am dumbstruck by the bands we have in South Africa.  Proudly South African!  Man oh man, these guys really know how to rock, it was amazing.  Prime Circle must be one of the best rock bands out there.
Why am I sad, well again, it is as if we are already saying our goodbyes, Prime Circle, Offbeat Broadway 4, Stuur Groete, the Parlotones, I am drenching in as much South African arts and entertainment as date nights will allow.  I am already contemplating Thursday’s date, we usually alternate between dinner out, movies and theatre and shows.  Well, I really only feel like the latter two at present.
The thing is again, in SA I know that the guys from Prime Circle and Parlotones rock, literally.  When we arrive in Oz we will have no frame of reference, I have no idea who the Ozzie version of my favourite SA bands / entertainers / plays are.
Anyhow, just thought I would share my mood today without actually sharing it if you know what I mean.  Julius, Jacob... go to hell, I hate you all for making me leave this place.   Although, the lyrics of a Prime Circle song comes to mind when I read all about our women and gay hating future judge president “Get me out of this place”...

Centurion, 5 September 2011

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