2 litre justification…

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R24 difference.

Vehicle 1.4l Polo 2.0l Polo
km per day 16 16
km per month 352 352
l/100km 6.9 7.6
liters per month 24.29 26.75
Rands per litre 9.5 9.5
Rands per month R 230.74 R 254.14

The fuel economy numbers come from the “combined cycle” values for the vehicles from vw.co.za

The distance is my round trip to work and back every day. I’m obviously ignoring weekends, but even if you double it, R48 a month extra isn’t all that bad.

In defense of food

If you’ve got an hour I suggest you watch this video. Michael Pollan, author of various books, most recently “In Defence of Food“, introduces his book and attempts to break down the modern incorrect societal theories we have of food.

I particularly appreciate his analogy of the food scientists playing the role of priests acting as mediators between us and the magical (invisible) nutrients… priests who also get paid more when we eat more.


The KPMG Consultant and the Fisherman

A KPMG (Business) Consultant is holidaying on the Spanish Coast when early one morning while sipping his cappuccino he spots a fisherman bringing in a small catch of fish. The following morning the same KPMG consultant sees that same fisherman, again bringing in a small catch.

The KPMG consultant can not contain himself so he walks over from his seaside villa’s private patio and begins a conversation with the fisherman.

KPMG: You know if you stayed out a bit longer I’m sure you’d catch more fish.

Fisherman: Yes, but why?

KPMG: Well if you caught more fish you’d have more money!

Fisherman: Yes, but why?

KPMG: Well if you had more money you could buy yourself another boat and employ some other fisherman!

Fisherman: Yes, but why?

KPMG: Well, the astute thing to do would be to start a company with a fleet of boats or perhaps even a franchise!

Fisherman: Yes, but why?

KPMG: Well, you’d make millions. You could control the entire fishing industry and build a large successful chain of international fishing businesses.

Fisherman: Yes, but why?

KPMG: You’d be rich, absolutely stinking rich!

Fisherman: Yes, but WHY would I want to be rich?

KPMG: Well, with all that money you could afford to retire early … (suddenly looking despondent) … at the sea… perhaps on the Spanish Coast, and go fishing in the morning…. (starting to look ill) and spend the rest of the day with your children and lovely wife.

Fisherman: My wife’s got some oats on the stove… would you like to come over for breakfast and meet the kids?

I’m struck by this story every time I think about it… I can’t remember where I first heard it but it is definitely something to think about. This past week I saw many fishermen. My parents have a gardener who looks after their property at the Breede river. He gardens for a lot of the houses there but doesn’t really work all that hard. Most of the time he’s probably sitting up on a hill watching the beautiful view and smoking his pipe.

Every time we go to the river my dad says “I can’t wait to retire here”.

For the record…

Me: which one have you got?
Him: Nikon S9
Me: why do you regret it?
Him: it takes bad pictures indoors. very bad. my vivitar did *much* better, and it was a cheaper camera.
Him: and it has an internal zoom lens, which makes me feel less manly.
Me: I just want to check, what was my advice regarding digital cameras?
Him: yes, I know, you were right
Him: this is the last time I’m trusting a blonde girl over a Jonathan. I SWEAR.

For the record, my advice regarding digital cameras is “Buy the most expensive Canon camera you can afford“.

Never a more true word.

Mac MacGuff: Look, in my opinion the best thing you can do is find a person who loves you for exactly what you are. Good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty, handsome, what-have-you. The right person is still going to think the sun shines out of your ass. That’s the kind of person that’s worth sticking with.

Thanks for the memories…

Lourens is my best friend… I’ve known him for a long long time and I must admit, he’s a friggen legend.

A few minutes ago he mailed me photos we took in 2006. When we are together we will get up to untold amounts of shit.

Basic story goes that we had a dodgy microwave that we had inherited from one of our friends. It had moved with us from Claremont to Pinelands. It was a dodgy microwave… rusted inside, give you cancer kind of dodgy. There was also a toaster which I think I had inherited from my sister when I first moved out. They  both worked but we didn’t want or need them. We also didn’t know what to do with them and we had to move out the next morning.  We could have given them to a poor person but poor people get cancer too.

So we wrote on them and put them in the roof. With an empty bottle of beer. I have no idea what the beer was for.

Yes, it was childish and infantile. But that is what life is all about. Fun memories you will never forget.

I really really really wish I could see the look on the face of the person who discovered it… If it has been discovered.

Short of torture or ransacking random roofs in Pinelands you will never know what the microwave says.

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