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Southern Suburbs Surrender – An average Monday Commute
I always enjoyed taking the bus. Two years ago, when I had given up on being manhandled by taxi gaatjies, I turned to the old (un)faithful Golden Arrow services which, though the waiting time was a little random and the bus terminus was a little rank, was a far more pleasurable and spacious experience if…
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Saved by the pen – let’s start a diary
I started this blog quite recently, and have been trying to tinker a little with its identity. Initially, it was to have a practical purpose – to put my own spin on the way my town is perceived in order to help others get to enjoy some of the things I find cool (and to help…
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This is interesting
On Wednesday night, while I celebrated the return of a friend to Cape Town from the wondrous and exciting world that I presume Joburg to be, I received my first alert on my “phone” (or rather, alleged phone. It’s a Blackberry with the battery life of about 20 minutes & the functionality of a digital…
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Harfield, I’m out.
Hypothetical scenario. You have a dilemma. You live in a neighbourhood which you sort of enjoy (mostly because of the high ratio of bars to residents). It’s built on lies and bad history (aren’t they all?) and you want to make a change. Change the legacy, make a bit of a dent in the future you…
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Advertising Helpdesk Issue #1
In which I buy a magazine and laugh at its content. In this instance, its cute little adverts. —————————– I’m laughing at the ads in one of the only magazines I’ve actually bought. It’s that one you get at the front of the Pick n Pay till (Fresh Living). Things I have noticed: this isn’t a…
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Health At Every Size – Fuck Yes.
If you haven’t heard of Health At Every Size, go visit their page & read a bit of the lovely common sense it delivers (for free! No charge!). I will confess now that, despite my fervent Catholic-Primary-School-prayers to induce showers of rain on P.E. days or strike down my Phys. Ed. teacher (twist: my evil P.E.…
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Trains, canes & hungry dames – Kalk Bay Eating
This post was originally from June 23 2014 on a different blog. Today was a day with Ma (my grandmother). We’d planned to go to my eat out in my neighbourhood, but it seems Mondays are not good days for people in the Southern Suburbs. So we went on an adventure. Uh, all the way to…
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This Is My New Home
When the woman walked into the cafe, she seemed to bring with her an Autumn calm, a burgundy-coloured cosiness that made me almost look behind her to see if a trail of petals & leaves followed as she sat down at my table. We were there to talk business. She wore a flowing skirt, a…
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Welcome to Your Heritage. Don’t Forget Your Dancing Shoes.
I took a trip in time yesterday. It wasn’t my usual Saturday afternoon routine (if lying on my couch considering the hard choice between a wine or a workout can be called a routine). I was invited to attend a rare event, and one which so happily coincided with an interest I’ve recently taken in…
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