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Over and Out – away until 13 January 2014

Over and Out – away until 13 January 2014

I’m currently sitting in my bikini, shorts and flip flops, in weather like this: And I’m about to go and pack my suitcase for a week we’re going to spend in weather like this: I’m completely unprepared. I have ski gear that we borrowed from friends but I tried the pants on yesterday and they … Continue reading

Fear of Flying

Fear of Flying

I’m not talking about Pteromerhanophobia, which is a diagnosed fear of being in an aircraft and is a very real condition. I’m talking about the lesser known fear of being trapped in a confined space with a screaming baby kind of fear, a fear that can consume you for a few days before the actual … Continue reading

Turn Me Over, I’m Done.

Turn Me Over, I’m Done.

As I tweeted earlier today: Turn me over, I’m DONE. I’ve had it.Ā Enough of people dying. Enough of endless grey days of rain. Enough of schizophrenic interpreters and little babies being raped and Oscar Pistorius shooting his lovely girlfriend and massacres in Kenya and the swimming pool at Nkandla and EVERYTHING ELSE. ENOUGH. There’s been … Continue reading

Our Pilgrimage to the Eastern Cape

Our Pilgrimage to the Eastern Cape

This weekend Ben and I took a little trip down to the Eastern Cape to visit my Dad. We left Rachel and Gareth at home, which many people might think a bit strange, but we had our reasons. I hadn’t been “home” the whole year and Ben hadn’t visited the Eastern Cape since he was … Continue reading

Fynbos, Baby Blues and a Ladybug

Fynbos, Baby Blues and a Ladybug

We went away this past weekend to the Western Cape for my mom-in-law’s 60th and what a beautiful weekend it was. These are all the things I learnt: That Cape Town and Joburg are such VERY different cities. The people, the roads, the landscape, the “feel” of the place more than anything. I adore Joburg … Continue reading

Those What-If Moments

Those What-If Moments

We almost died today. And I don’t say that lightly. We were driving fast along the M1 highway at 4:45am, heading towards the airport to catch our flight to Cape Town for my mom-in-law’s 60th. It was that pre-dawn light, where it is difficult to see. Not quite dark, not quite light. That in between … Continue reading

Capetonians! Why the Joburg bashing?

Capetonians! Why the Joburg bashing?

A friend posted a status update on Facebook a few days ago and it went something like this: “Beautiful Spring day in Joburg today – 30 degrees!” and then a photo of his kids playing in the garden or something similar. Oh, that’s nice I thought, yes aren’t we having lovely weather at the moment. … Continue reading

Zimbabwe: A Journey of Rediscovery

Zimbabwe: A Journey of Rediscovery

Excuse the corny title. But that’s exactly what my recent time away from home was, a rediscovery of a country and of myself. When I told people I was leaving my kids at home, I felt guilt at first – even though I knew they’d be in the safe and loving hands of my husband, … Continue reading