Sand

Finally a friend volunteered to gimme a lift to Jumbo to buy that sand for my "ashtray".

Only we misunderstood each other, and he brought me a 25 kg bag of sand. The wrong kind.

So later yesterday we both went to do a swap, but I didn't recognize the sand I wanted. I had a feeling it was Caribbean white and called "strandsand", but they didn't have it so bought "spielsand", which is what you use for sandboxes for children.

And it was wet. Here I was, dreaming of a white dry sand beach, and what did I get? Wet sand for children. Bugger.

Been drying 1 kg of it today in the sun, and it looks slightly better but not at all as I wanted. Now giving away the rest of the sand to a neighbour with a sandbox, and the chase for Caribbean sand is still going on.

Mind you, the wet sand kills the ciggie in an instant, so serves the purpose. Only not the way I like it.