Taking time to smell the roses.
A few years ago, I did myself a seriously good deed – one that fed the soul. I stopped to smell the roses. Growing up, I was one of those kids whose bedroom walls were…
Red Rocket
I have recently come to the conclusion that I don’t fit in with the majority of Joburg people, whose lives are dictated by the fact that they need to spend huge amounts of money in…
Its a dogs life….
The car park is a buzz of activity, with car doors opening and closing and the occupants jumping out in an extravagant and frenzied hurry. Anticipation hangs heavy in the air. Commands of; “stop!” “stay!”…
The hippest pants in Jozi.
Fashion and I, we’ve never really been close friends. I usually just dress for comfort, jeans and a tee shirt kinda thing. The hippie-down-to-earth side of me likes natural fabrics, the cottons, linens and especially…