I hate that I felt so uncomfortable at this blog that I decided to effectively close it and move on. I honestly felt like I had left a puppy out in the cold… But, I have good news! I have decided to take back what is mine and to be brave about it. I guess… Read More Great news!
I am super pissed and upset by the fact that a man who came in to my life when I was 19 years old and wreaked absolute havoc in my life has found my blog. I know that when you post your life and photos online, you risk that it is seen by everyone and… Read More Closing my blog
I read somewhere that fish a have very short memory – I hope it’s true, particularly for those that live in a fishbowl. I have been so absent-minded lately, it’s really terrible! Ask me to do something and I’ll forget to do it 5 minutes later. Ask me to tell someone something and I’ll completely… Read More I’m no longer allowed to boil eggs
I work really hard for my money and I hate parting with it – unless I get something in return. The attraction of going to a casino, betting on sports (or buying tickets for the national lottery for that matter) is completely lost on me. K and I went to the Kings of Chaos rock… Read More Are you feeling lucky, punk?!
Condiments – our fridge is full of them. It’s so bad that most of the time there are more pickles and condiments in the fridge than there is actual food! I’m all about the food at the moment and when I saw this lentil and beetroot burger on chef Alex Poltera’s Instagram feed yesterday I was… Read More Red onion and thyme marmalade
There are few more beautiful views than those of Clarence Drive (Western Cape, South Africa). But, perhaps I’m biased because I grew up in the area and have wonderful childhood memories of days spent around the coast? K’s eldest daughter and her husband spent 2 weeks with us over the festive season and we treated… Read More How to braai Cape Yellowtail
I am anticipating an avalanche of “the year in review” and the “my New Year resolutions” posts popping up in my blog roll and social media feeds with a sense of dread. And yet, I can’t stop myself from posting something similar – and it irritates me. I guess it’s part of the ebb and… Read More 2015: The year that kicked my butt