If I don’t write this now then it just won’t be done. As a wordsmith, I lose the excitement to write a “piece” about 72 hours after conception. I came up with an “angle” for Saturday’s J&B Met story on Sunday evening. So it’s been just under 72 hours since then. The angle was to […]
If I don’t write this now then it just won’t be done. As a wordsmith, I lose the excitement to write a “piece” about 72 hours after conception. I came up with an “angle” for Saturday’s J&B Met story on Sunday evening. So it’s been just under 72 hours since then. The angle was to […]
The sanctity of the safe house following a weekend at the Rocking The Daisies Music Festival is something quite moving. I snuck down to Camps Bay for a swim (which was heavenly) and am now safe from all harm. Ok, so, I have finally experienced my first music festival and I can report that I […]
I’ve done my time in Plettenberg Bay (my fondest memory would be hitch-hiking and later jumping out of a moving car because the driver was about to rape me) and Knysna but, until this last weekend, I haven’t had the pleasure of partaking in the annual Knysna Marathon and the off-shoot of the event which […]