Wine-tasting morning in Franshhoek...
Unfortunately just as the lovely looks-a-bit-like-Maryl-Streep lady began her explanation about their vineyard and its processes, I ran screaming from the table like a loon, barely getting round the corner before pulling my dress over my head and stamping about like a Spanish dancer.
I'll just say that bending down to take photos of the flowers on the way in had not been my best decision as Mr Grasshopper had decided I was the one to take him on hols.
What a start to the day!
Once we'd navigated our way around three more tastings (where I managed to keep my clothes on!) and lunch it was time for the most amazing car museum.
Wow, really worth visiting.
So my extra is my husband's most favourite car EVER.
Mercedes 300 SL Roadster
Our last day tomorrow, then home towards colder climes...