First impressions
We met at a friend's dinner party in Pietermaritzburg, where Musa announced to the table that he did not dance and Eliza decided, there and then, that he was the proudest man she had ever met. He spent the rest of the evening proving her wrong about everything except the dancing.
Four years, two dogs and a great many long walks in the Midlands mist later, he asked her under the oaks at the farm where her grandparents were married. He has since taken dancing lessons.





