Crawling is the Journey
Do any of you remember Glenda Kemp? She was that Boeremeisie, turned Vixen, who dared to remove not only her bikini top, but also the bikini bottom – ever so inappropriately, and then to add shock to horror, she danced with ‘n Luislang (Python), draped around her neck. Shame, poor Glenda. As a young girl […]
A muse is defined as a person, or a personified force, who is the source of inspiration for a creative artist. That is in modern times, of course. In Greek and Roman mythology, each of the nine goddesses: the daughters of Zues and Mnemosyne, presided over the arts and sciences, and were considered a muse, […]
The twelve days of Christmas. This marks the span in Christian theology between the birth of Jesus on 25 December, through to 6 January – the Epiphany, when it is believed the three wise men arrived. For the sake of my last Cape Crawl this year, allow me some poetic license. As I write this, […]
The number three. If you were to ask Aunty Google about this number, she will tell you that three is a natural number that comes after two, and before four. I sometimes wonder if some clever person out there is getting paid for telling us things that we all know. Really. It comes after two? […]
New marriages are fragile things. In our first few years of being married, Colin one day asked me: Why is it that I do everything wrong? This was because of a discussion around something trivial like the correct way to hang a toilet roll. No, Colin, I said. You are not doing it wrong; you […]
Okay. So. I was temporarily robbed of my happy. That is the bad news. The good news is it gave me a lot of time for self-pity, misery, gloom, melancholy and finally, introspection. Which is not always a good thing, sometimes it is a great thing. Problem is, there is a lot you must work […]
Neighbours. That collective noun we use to refer to the people next door, or maybe across the road. They are the people one would bump into on your way to work in the mornings or have a chat with over the fence on a Saturday afternoon. Sometimes, one has very good neighbours and they will […]
A friend of mine sent me a WhatsApp joke in the week. It was around menopause, and all the unexpected surprises that come with it. Amongst others, not only does The Mean Ms. M rob you of your figure and leave you with a muffin top and hot flushes, but it also steals your sleep. […]
One of our favourite guilty pleasures still is going down to Benguela Cove for a late afternoon bottle of wine. It is one of those venues that reminds one of just how splendid life can be. You sit there in the most beautiful surrounds, looking out onto the lagoon with the mountains in the distance, […]
Guys, I am in trouble. We are 80 days away from a wedding, and I resemble Mrs. Buffel, beached on a sand dune, waiting for my skin to shed. This problem is real. You see Daughter-in-Law-to-be is a tiny little thing. She comes knee-high to a flea. The Mother on that side, comes knee-high to […]