My 'baby-sister' Tammy

 I called Tammy this afternoon because I couldn't really believe she'd send her boyfriend to pick stuff up, if she was in town.
Turns out she is in Johannnesbburg (was on her way to gym when I called) and her boyfriend is in Bloem, so that's why she asked him to play messenger boy.

She studied to be a dietician, and she says most people in the hospital where she works are trying to gain weight (they're HIV positive) and very few are trying to lose weight. She's obviously exposed to some scary human realities.

While she studied she stayed where I am staying now. Before that her mom dated my dad and we were one big, yes, happy, family. I asked her for some advice on coming home late at night, and using the internet.
Sounds like she was the perfect tennant.

I also asked her how to loose weight and she basically said, 'But you already know how to...'
True enough.

Tammy is the sister of a girl I went out with, and given the paragraph above the above paragraph you can imagine there were some complications. I travelled, in 1997, to England with her sister Sam. Those were the the very best of times, and the worst of times, especially after the break up.

But that was a long time ago, in a place very close by. In fact, right here where I am now.