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  • on thinking, and why I need to do more of it.

    I’ve been writing these letters to myself, in my head, recently. I keep thinking of myself, as a sprightly, enthusiastic 20 year old…and wonder what I would say to her.…

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  • a tiny squeak from the past.

    [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h5RrcruaK6Q] If you knew me at, let’s say, 17…you’d know I have a world I lived in. Within that world, there lived very little I didn’t wholly encompass or feel…

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  • Just Dandi – Deliciousness from Durban

    The wonderful ladies from Just Dandi just dropped off some snacks and treats for us to try (thanks for making my order a priority, girls! Such lovely service and so…

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  • On Pride.

    Okay. The relationship between Sheena and I is well-documented. Our friendship has spanned the expanse of the Internet, and lives within the little spaces of our heart too. Our friendship…

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  • Marshall, They Said.

    Dear Mom, You would be 69 today. That would be a hilarious joke, if we were all sitting around the creaky dining room table and indulging in some cuisine from…

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  • I need a holiday. Do you need a holiday?

    Okay, it’s time I told you. I need a holiday. I know that sounds ridiculous considering that we’re just finishing up on February but, this year is already going far…

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  • On teaching humanity to daughters and sons.

    You’re probably going to spit at me for that title. That’s okay. I know I raise a daughter, not a son. I know that by differentiating, I am consciously embedding…

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  • The Knickers

    This will be my strangest post. Ever, I think. In the now seven years of blogging I have behind me, I have done a lot of things. One thing I…

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  • I can make toast with my voice.

    “Basil: “Have you seen my wife make toast?” Mimes a dragon breathing onto the bread.” If you know nothing of Fawlty Towers, that’s okay. I was genuinely reminded of something…

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  • I wish for every child

    The news at the moment is woeful. I am filled with a sense of dread and despair. But as I sit here, and ponder the reasons for the insanity that…

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