Ndidibene naye ndimi ndedwa eqongeni. Ndandizincina, ndincwina, ndiziva ndimncinane. Ndandicula ngoma ithile. Kuyo ndandizama ukwehlisa isingqala esasindiqhine umqala, sindikrwitsha rhoqo xa lisihlwa. Ndasondeza umboko ndahlabela:
My aunt would always beg her spoilt son to “grace us with his presence” and we’d roll our eyes when he finally came through, beginning our Christmas Lunch tradition long after my aunt had retired. There was often turmoil in the house and her sanity amid the insanity came in the form of rooibos tea, newspapers and gardening.