West of Knysna, and separated from the seashore by a sandbank only, are a series of five vleis, turned in flood times into one sheet of water and sending occasional spills to the ocean.
It was a lot of fun tho ' there were quite a few spills which caused much mirth and not too much damage.
He's stalking us and he's going to be successful if Miss Julie spills the beans.
Oops. You know, a bartender who fills the glass so high it spills over on the napkin and he has to say 'oops'?