"Minuet" by Boccherini

I Love to Dine and Drink and Sing, on a Wine Farm

Accompanied by my loving, ever-faithful, and entertaining Minion.

"Get the Wolf-Mobile, and let's go to lunch", she would announce, as she finished her preparation to head to a wine farm restaurant.

Always excited, and definitely hungry. Such a Joy!

I have seen my shiny wife eat diretly out of a tin can on some days, when she was sad.

Or she would announce, arising from her bed, and waltzing half-naked, into the kitchen: "How about a pasta?" OR "Chicken vindaloo tonight? Any chance? Soldier? Of a half-decent meal?"

And I would admonish her in my best Indian accent: " You ar rr daking jances! Sumboddi iz Gowing to get Herrt! In Fact... Jollee Well HERT!", nodding my head from side to side.
Which can only be done with finger-wagging.

To which her response was, as always: "If I starve to death? How will you explain it to The Coroner".

Which led me to the inevitable, pains-taking explanation, in my veddy best English., as spoke by the Queen: "Your Highness is ev cawse aware that The Coroner is my own brother, and in a-a-all likelihood, he may aver to to his own blood-line, rather than that of Your High Ness."

"I could bi poizzoning YOU!!!!~" (Hindustani accent, -with finger-wagging).

Her response? "I do not care". ( with a flourish of her hand )

"Poison me away! Just make me a chicken vindaloo".

"Also... I want to Dance. I will play a Fandango! Paso Doble. If You dont mind".

SO. While I cook, my shiny Dark Wolf and I dance Paso Doble. In the Kitchen. Thankfully, we have a BIG kitchen.

Mia Donna Strega! Such a delight.

"You do realise, M'lady, that you are dancing with the "hired staff"?

"YES! A BARGAIN! A Soldier, A Minion, and a Killer! Three for the Price of One!

Do you not love your witchy wife's thriftiness?"

"I AM AS mercenary as you My Franco" - she wrote to me many times.

(Never knowing I would be The Darkwolf Donna's mercenary in Egypt)

Lunch at Simons

Constantia Winelands

Lunch at Jonkershoek

For my Birthday

Lunch at Simons, Again

With her Minion

She Loved the Winelands

At Jonkershuis

Donna's Birthday Surprise

What a blast... Donna told me this is the the first camouflage cake this company has ever made in 35 years. With a gun-ship on it. Such is my shiny wifes sense of humour. LOL!

A "Go-to,-Take-Charge" Kind of Guy. My own Science Officer, Chief Cook, Bottle-washer, Chauffeur, Fire Marshal at Battersea Power Station (until it burned down), and my personal Replacement Killer...
My Own MINION!

Like he says: " I'm the guy you didn't count on". As in - 'you never imagined this happening ? Well, it is now'