Sibo
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30 Verbenia Street Lynnwood Ridge. Pretoria. Gauteng. 0081Are you the owner or manager of this company?
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There are great marketing opportunities attached to this. Yesterday we had the pleasure of trawling around Pilansberg National Game Park in the North West Province in South Africa. My lovely husband has a liquid nitrogen making machine (the Stirling tart ) that is misbehaving and is causing the Dutch company that supplied it in the first place no end of heartache. We decided that all work and no play makes for a very dull existence and that taking Ton (the big gun) to check out some African wildlife was in order. He got a big-ass Ford Ranger which did a superb job. Tendrils of mist snaked their way across the road to begin with, lapsing into thick pea soup every so often, making the 170km trip somewhat interesting at times. About half an hour into the game park, after having seen nothing much of interest apart from the odd boring bokkies (Impala), we spotted some elephant. He was even nearer, quite unconcerned with us whilst he was systematically demolishing a small thorn tree. With videos of rampaging elephants at Pilanesberg a few months ago fresh in our minds, we treated these magnificent creatures with the utmost respect and gazed at them in awe. We climbed out for a stroll in one of the braai areas (supposedly guarded by an electric fence and cattle grid) and had a fat laugh when Ton pointed out there were great globs of not-so-stale elephant dung dotted around the place. He was very pleased with himself and seemed to be chewing on something. We figured once he’d finished swallowing all the way down his very long throat, he’d probably mosey off into the bush. It looked like some round fruit or other, about the size of a naartjie. His long black tongue rolled the object around in his mouth and his furry lips curled and twitched as he chewed. He was clearly very impressed with himself and certainly the occupants of our bakkie were mightily impressed with him too. Whilst all eyes were on the jester, a mother and baby giraffe floated gracefully across the road behind all the cars and disappeared into the bush. Eventually, a couple of the other vehicles became impatient and nudged passed the masticating beastie. He moved reluctantly to the side of the road, but not before spitting out his stuff and retrieving it again. It’s easy to comply as far as the animals are concerned, however, it would appear that the birds did not get the memo! They had barely left the table when he pounced on the slice and tried to peck a piece off it. Beady eyes flickered all over the place and an intrepid guinea fowl wobbled his way along the railings, leaped onto the table, chased off the loerie and snarfed a large piece of pizza for himself. We heard fish eagles screech, saw trees pretending to be rooted in rock (actually they were hugging the backside of the rock growing in perfectly fine soil) and witnessed air-bubbly-rings blobbing on the surface of a pond, that had us convinced a hippo was wallowing under water. He never materialized so we bandied about theories of underwater gases, farting frogs and other ridiculous things. His tusks were a lot smaller than the dude we’d seen in the morning, but he was no less majestic.
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