Tea Time for the Traditionally Built (2009)
There are many things Mma Ramotswe is knowledgeable about. But soccer, or football as Sandy calls it, is very far away from being one of them. So when Mr Molefololo, the wealthy owner of the once mighty Kalahari Swoopers asks her to find out why his team is, all of a sudden, losing constantly, despite a great list of players, she is inclined to refuse the job. But, he manages to persuade her. Before she knows where she is, she's launched into the world of professional soccer. It's very fortunate for everyone that Puso, unlike his mother, knows something about the game.
But while Mma Ramotswe works her magic as usual, something she can't work it on this time is her little white van. She loves that van like a child. But is this the time she has to say goodbye?
And Mma Makutsi, who doesn't have a car, or even a little white van, has to take one of the crowded buses on her way home from work. Imagine her terrible shock to look down and recognise not only her fiancee Phuti's car with its owner at the wheel, but the ghastly man-stealing witch Violet Sephotho sitting next to him. Is her engagement over, or almost over? Well, perhaps it had all been too grand for a girl from Bobonong. Can Mma Ramotswe help? And how is Violet selling all those beds for Phuti?
And Lily Sephotho. Is she a relative, even the mother? She has two blokes on the go - weekdays and weekends. But what happens when the two coincidentally meet, and one invites the other and his female friend to dinner to meet him and his female friend, and both female friends are Lily? Good grief, the problems people get themselves into. But, again, can Mma Ramotswe help, or must Lily find her own way through?
But while Mma Ramotswe works her magic as usual, something she can't work it on this time is her little white van. She loves that van like a child. But is this the time she has to say goodbye?
And Mma Makutsi, who doesn't have a car, or even a little white van, has to take one of the crowded buses on her way home from work. Imagine her terrible shock to look down and recognise not only her fiancee Phuti's car with its owner at the wheel, but the ghastly man-stealing witch Violet Sephotho sitting next to him. Is her engagement over, or almost over? Well, perhaps it had all been too grand for a girl from Bobonong. Can Mma Ramotswe help? And how is Violet selling all those beds for Phuti?
And Lily Sephotho. Is she a relative, even the mother? She has two blokes on the go - weekdays and weekends. But what happens when the two coincidentally meet, and one invites the other and his female friend to dinner to meet him and his female friend, and both female friends are Lily? Good grief, the problems people get themselves into. But, again, can Mma Ramotswe help, or must Lily find her own way through?
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