Montage of our Mum

 

Sadly, the last of our parents, Porks' mother Muriel Doris Ingles, passed away peacefully on Sunday 22 September 2013.
                                                     Here is a montage in her memory.

 

June 2005

Loving her grandchildren Kelly and Andrew.

 

 

Dec 2005  

Her two beloved sons, Michael and Allen. 

 

 

March 2009

Muriel in Ithala Game Reserve with Joan (my mother) and Joyce.

 

 

  

  July 2010 

       The love in the room was palpable.

 

  December 2010

Mum whispering something naughty at St Ives Restaurant.

 

March 2011

Allen, Kelly and I took Mum to see Andre Rieu in Durban and had an early supper at the Curry Den.

 

 June 2012

          Morning tea in Howick with Shannie.

 

 July 2012

Kelly and I took Mum to Piggly Wiggly to see the snow.

 

August 2012

I took Mum for lunch at The Corner Post that my niece Tori owns with her husband.  Mum loved little Summer.

 

 August 2012

 Grandma and her friend Joyce at the Chinwag Café.

 

 October 2012.

 Mum so happy to spend time with Michael, Yvonne and Yvette.

 

Nov 2012

Mum with one of the loves of her life. 

 

 19 January 2013

 Kelly and Roger took Grandma out for lunch at St Ives for her 90th birthday.

     19 January 2013.

Her favourite view in her room.  Pictures of her two special boys.

 

19 January 2013.

                            Being wished "Happy birthday" by her darling son, Allen, in Ghana.

       

                                                                    April 2013
           

        

                                                       ...and one, two, three....kiss!

                                

June 2013

Watching little children play putt-putt at Piggly Wiggly.

 

July 2013

Lunch at Tanglewood with Kelly and me.

 

July 2013.

The younger Ingles' together again.

 

July 2013

One of the last pictures taken of Mum.

 

 28 July 2013

The final picture of Mum with Jack and Kelly.

 

Although this has been a sad time, Mum was ready to go and be at peace and with her darling Reggie once more.

Go well our Muriel, Aunty Mu, Gogo, Moolly, Mum and Grandma.

 

Twice in two days!

 I was taken out twice in the last two days.

We had to go to Atebubu to get photos for the renewal of our visas and then went to Kumasi yesterday to get "non-citizen" identity cards to carry on our persons whenever we travel. New rule!

 The photo studio in Atebubu.

                                                          Respect is Resipucal. Too true!

 On the way to Kumasi we passed an outdoor book publishing business.

 

 I am officially a non-citizen of Ghana.

 

Porks' arm was slightly twisted and he bought me something to make my life in the kitchen a little easier.

I'll let you know of my attempts.

On the way home Porks read a sign out aloud, "the Church of the Pentecost" and asked "what's a pentecost?" 
I replied, "I think about R5.60."

Good company again!

Harold Moffat and Deon van Beneke - funny, sharp, great listeners and thoroughly enjoyable company.

Porks using all his 1000-word-a-day-man allowance, and more, in a few hours.


Neil, our neighbour, confidant and supporter.




Porks and Neil checking on the ripping.






Sunday afternoon playing rummy. Despite doing me a favour, he still won 2 out of 5 games.  Can you feel the enthusiasm?

 We checked on the mulcher.  A massively strong machine.

It pushes trees over so easily.

 Kingsford, the driver, Alwel another driver and Me!




 

These two little primary school children were hoeing the plot behind our house at about six o'clock in the evening.  These little ones work really hard very happily.  We contemplated which is the better life for children, ours with technology and constantly growing obesity or theirs with physical health and few facilities?  Makes one ponder.
(A great subject for debate for your class in Portugal, Colleen.)

Deon gave us wonderful news.  He is coming up as leader of the team in November.  He is thinking of even bringing his wife, Roz, up to have a look with a view to staying.  They have two little girls who might also come intermittently.  I would love to help with home schooling if they need me.  Remember Porks was up to 7 out of 10 now that Neil is around?  When Deon gave us the news, I asked Porks what he is out of 10 now? Quick as a flash he said "18"! 
Holding and crossing everything that is able to be held and crossed that this is not too good to be true! So the SA contingency are very happy chappies.

Delish fish

I have managed to get my herbs growing again and ate Robbie's tomatoes, some rocket and basil and some mozzarella for lunch...you can't believe how delicious it was.

 

Papengarru, a farmer near the office, loves Porks and often stops him on the road to give him tomatoes.  He arrived at our house the other night with a packet of shelled ground nuts. Porks' new boyfriend? Watch out Tony and Andre`!

 

Porks was working while the Boks were being robbed in Auckland. The children and I watched them together on our own.

 

I told Porks that I had cabin fever, so we went for an evening walk with Neil through Bantama on Saturday evening.

 Neil pointed out the homing pigeons on one of the roofs.

The owners even place a bowl of water out for them.  The other animals in the village seem to just have to forage for water and food wherever they can.

Together Neil and I persuaded Porks to go to the Sene River on Sunday so that Neil could fish for us.  Neil cast in about 10 times but the water was too muddy and he wasn't successful. Who cares?

 I was asked to make "samwiges", and also took ginger biscuits, apples, nuts, water and juice.

We noticed a boat with two gentlemen cleaning fish, so we walked across to see what they had caught.

 Their scaling skill was amazing to watch.

We managed to sign that we wanted to buy some fish and ended up paying 10 Cedis for 5 medium ones.  The generous fisherman threw in two extra.

 

He even threaded the fish through their gills for us to carry more easily.

We packed up and left for home so that the fish would still be fresh.  On the way two men on bicycles waved us down and pointed ahead in the road.  This poor puff adder had an injured tail full of flies but with Porks' leatherman's encouragement, it managed to slither slowly.  The men were shouting "kill it" and I was shouting "leave it", but being from a wildlife rich South Africa he coaxed it into the bushes on the side of the road much to their dismay.  I suppose if my family worked in the bush, I would have joined them in their gesticulations.

 

We ended up having a three-course meal for supper.  Soup for starters.

All seven filleted fried fresh fish for mains.

  
Toasted melba bread for afters.

For Shan, a great end to an outing into the wide wild world!