Friday, December 10, 2010. He Slept With Her, I Slept With Him. Hear me convincing myself? Friday, November 26, 2010. I Caught Him in Bed with The Neighbour.

And Then All I Thought About Was You. How one little man can change your whole world. Reasons To Be Cheerful 1, 2, 3. 101 Things in 1001 Days. 101 Things in 1001 Days List. 101 Things in 1001 Days Posts. Hello everyone, just a little heads up. In Dear So And So.

Blooms, beats and the bits in between. The occasionally over detailed thoughts of a dude - who loves music, but loves to talk about other stuff too! Wednesday, January 27, 2010. This is a kind of an ending. So this post is unfortunately not marking a new return - with gusto - to blogging. I tweet, a lot and that seems to suffice. So, I shall post on the very odd occasion, and comment every now and then. Tuesday, October 27, 2009.

Friday, May 25, 2012. I owe my being to the hills and the valleys, the mountains and the glades, the rivers, the. Deserts, the trees, the flowers, the seas and the ever-changing seasons that define the face of our native land. Of nature have been as pleasant to us as the sight of the wild blooms of the citizens of the veld. The dramatic shapes of the Drakensberg, the soil-coloured waters of the Lekoa, iGqili noThukela, and the sands of the Kgalagadi, have all been panels of the set on the.

Saturday, January 28, 2012. Everyone will have their stories of her. Everyone who knew her, worked with her or was taught by her will have some little anecdote or snapshot that they will tell in tribute of her. Students discussed her endlessly, trying to pin down what she was really. People wanted to get a handle on her. We all have our stories. Shuffling and giggles, and then the .

Saturday, February 02, 2013. I was going to write for it tonight. I noted the email address.

Friday, May 1, 2009. None of this half-assed couple of bankies business. A couple of black bin bags in a car boot. This is not a drill! It was a full half hour later that, terrified but standing firm and shoulder to shoulder, we finally answered the door to the torch-wielding, helmetted, flak-jack.

Tuesday, June 8, 2010. Instead of using the usual cow sleigh, we have- with some misgivings- decided to travel by the newly-launched locomotive. I have some qualms about high speed beyond the natural rhythms of the cow cart, or footwalking. Is it true that passengers suffocate at speeds in excess of 30 miles per hour? The Cobbles, Brighto.