Today is Friday 3rd April. DAY 8 of lockdown for South Africans And you know what I feel like today? I feel like blogging. Every day I wake up and have plans for the day. But you know what? I’m feeling gatvol right now. Here I am, typing away as though possessed by a greater… Continue reading day 8 lockdown logic
I was sitting in my car the other day waiting for a child’s sports practice to end, casually checking my notifications on a Facebook feed (where part my life has ended up, daft as it all is out there) when I noticed that someone had tagged me regarding a TedxCape Town pitch. I’d heard about… Continue reading Not another COVID- 19, but a tale of TEDxCape Town 2020
These pictures were taken exactly a year ago. For the last 2 years more or less, many Tuesdays have been spent trawling through these volumes in search of my story. I'm keeping you guessing because I feel it's better that way. But I also want you to know that I'm still here. And that there's… Continue reading life in the library…
There’s no doubt about it. I am made up of two distinct, diametrically opposed parts: one part believes I’m invincible, extraordinary, exceptional, and the other that I’m far from it. Way, way off. Not good enough, not doing enough, just not enough. I laughed when a writer friend recently commented on a specific part of… Continue reading BREAKING NEWS!
Sometimes the more I think about writing, the harder it is to write. Other times I turn up and it turns up with me. With 'big' new beginnings like this first month of a new decade, this blog should be punchy and perfect but it's already nearly the middle of January so I need to… Continue reading if only love were so simple. perhaps it is.
It was while sitting in an exquisite salon of the Casa Labia in Muizenberg on Saturday morning, listening to a lecture on the life of Chopin by my musical mentor and inspirer of the classics, Elizabeth Handley, that the thought struck: just as we still listen to the genius of Chopin, down at the very tip of Africa, 170… Continue reading an extraordinary evening of music. a tale in pics.
about the fisherman and the businessman. Various origins and sources are cited as to the origins of this story and there are one or two variations. Here is the one I found which accorded most with the one I remembered, written supposedly by Paulo Coelho though I don’t recall that he was the original author: http://paulocoelhoblog.com/2015/09/04/the-fisherman-and-the-businessman/ There was once… Continue reading And then there’s that wonderful story…
The Perlemoen Trail. One unconsciously enjoyable aspect about walking along the coast close to the sea with a group of women is that one never seems to tire of it or certainly I never did. The rhythm of the breaking waves and the accompany soft mist it breathes into the air every few seconds is like a heart that… Continue reading Better than a walk in the park. A walk on the beach.
I confess. I had little idea what to expect at last night’s LIRA concert at Kirstenbosch. Often, no expectations mean fewer disappointments but disappointed I certainly could NOT have been. In fact, I was blown away by the warm, wholesome, happy vibe that LIRA inspired at her concert, dressed in jeans and a long, beautifully… Continue reading Delightful LIRA at Kirstenbosch Sunset Concert
It was a treat to meander along the empty paths towards the soothing music of the Sunset Concert on Sunday, swinging my picnic blanket in my right hand. My son was carrying the heavier cooler box so my load was light in more ways than one. Our usual scenario would have been to stand in… Continue reading Treated to a BEATENBERG Sunset Concert, Kirstenbosch