I posted this on the day – 14 July – over on bewilderbeast.org, but it also belongs here, so here it is:
A big shiny bright platinum medal to Mother Mary.
On the 14th July 1951 the biggest huge-est massive-est humungous-est stroke of luck to befall him in all his life befell Pieter Gerhardus Swanepoel. By far. By a very long long way the biggest.
And he didn’t realise it; still doesn’t.
This morning Mary will wake thinking, I wonder how Pieter is, I hope he’s alright. He’ll be thinking. ‘What shall I make myself for breakfast?’
Happy 70th wedding anniversary, Mom n Dad.
~~oo0oo~~
Anniversaries and ‘Traditional Gift’
| 10th | Tin |
| 20th | Ivory |
| 30th | Pearl |
| 40th | Ruby |
| 50th | Gold |
| 60th | Diamond |
| 70th | Platinum |
| 80th | Oak |
| 90th | Stone |
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