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I accompanied Anita to the Design Indaba last weekend. yawn[1].

They had a fashion ramp show every fifteen minutes or so. yawn.
Had a good time watching the people watching the show, though.
Especially the ones in the front row quietly speaking a running-commentary to themselves.

^whisper 'oh my god, that slit is just too high, oh edgy' ^whisper

[1] I must qualify this by saying that I'd go to just about anything with Anita if she really wants to (except shoe shopping[2]) - I'm happy when she's happy[3].

[2] We managed to settle that one some years ago.

[3] That is, as soon as I have a fucking cup of proper fucking coffee in my hand.