I was chatting to The Husband whilst we were enjoying a very nice glass of Gabrielskloof vino at Il Contadino on Sunday (another great place to get wine or bubbles by the glass BTW.) Me: why are we here? Husband *puzzled*: at Il Contadino? To have a glass of wine and a focaccia. Me: No, […]
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I came across the term radical self-acceptance this past week which really rang so many bells. The point of it, from what I can gather is that you may not like the way you look or something about your bod – and from what I can tell – even super models have bits of themselves
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The TV writer lay on her death bed. Clustered around her were the writing team, many of whom she had taught and mentored over the years. She was moved to see them all gathered around her, keeping vigil. She waited expectantly for them to tell her how much she meant to all of them. She
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Last week we finally accepted that we had to chop some branches off our 99 year old oak tree that has been attacked by shothole borer and got a lovely team of people from Donovan Dangerous Trees Felling in to do the honours. It was a lot less noisy and irritating than I expected, they
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Dear reader, in the past week besides rewriting my rewrites, I also managed to squeeze in a meeting with fab friend and colleague, Tammy Lewis-Houghting. Tammy optioned my second novel Things Unseen back in 2018. It was supposed to be turned into a limited drama series but alas the company she was with at the
Seeing it is the month of lurrrrrve, I thought I’d sex things up a bit and talk about the ten things I find most erotic: Apparently, boreholes are naughty because they lower the water table or something. I have no idea if this is indeed true and I still fantasise about a long, long, LONG…borehole.
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Dear Reader, this has been quite a packed week for me as not only did I have to get the final, final, FINAL edits in on my memoir, but the Lastborn returned from safari in Zimbabwe (thank you Wilderness Destinations for her wonderful trip) AND got her matric results AND celebrated her crown birthday (she
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I was about to have a major pity party for myself after saying goodbye to my Firstborn who returned to his job in the UK after three blissful weeks here at home. But as I was weeping and wailing and gnashing my teeth, my phone rang: The husband speaking through gritted teeth made me larf
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Happy Day of Reconciliation. We have reconciled with the neverendingness of loadshedding and have gotten solar panels. We haven’t had a gennie now for a couple of months (ours died and went to gennie heaven) so it has been absolute bliss being able to work and keep the fridge running during the power outages. Not
I am writing this on our 29th Wedding Anniversary. Yes, contrary to popular belief, sometimes the man still buys the cow even when he can get the milk for free. (I am the cow in this scenario, dear reader). Although, besides my womanly wiles, I did offer the husband the prospect of dual citizenship which is
