Bribery & Disruption

Tom delivers a hot-off-the-grill rare steak, a breadroll and a lovely green salad with blue cheese dressing to me at my desk.

Plonking it in front of me he announces decisively: The kids have booked the lounge for tonight, Dad.
Have they paid a deposit? I ask.
Here it is, he says, planting a fond kiss on my cheek.
I’ll accept that in full payment, I say.

I was going to watch the Sharks’ game, but I’ll happily miss it.

 

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The pic is a different day, same year. His mate is Francois. Both of their Dads are named Peter Swanepoel.

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