“Hey it’s not Guy-Fox yet, that’s only tomorrow. You’ve frightened the dogs, so now they won’t help me to chase the Guinea-fowl from the mealie lands. Dad told me I must do this at 5pm.”
“Don’t blame me, it was Joe. He went down to the lands with the double barrel shotgun to shoot some – this saves you going.”
“I hope he was lucky, even though Dad told him not to shoot unless he was home. Hmm, great, it’s now braai for supper instead of eating the ham and vegies Mom left us before they went to tennis.”
“Yummy.”