A couple of years ago I attended a unique screening of Bjorn Tagemose’s Gutterdammerung at the Palladium which included, among the plethora of rock star cameos, an excellent sequence featuring Jesse Hughes of the Eagles of Death Metal (EODM). He looked familiar to me, and while I’d heard of the band, I wasn’t too familiar with … Continue reading Making a Bang!
It was towards the end of my wonderful trip home to Cape Town that I was booked for a special day of activity. Dear friends from London had made the great trek south too and since our visits overlapped briefly it seemed rude not to be tourists together. We decided to travel out of the … Continue reading Winelands Safari
We had arrived at our cabin lodgings in Prysk after our day in Prague in the pitch black. Darkness has a different velvety depth to it in the countryside (one forgets how much light pollution we produce in urban areas) so I could barely see what was in front of me approaching the house. Waking … Continue reading Into the Woods
I love travelling; perhaps a silly thing to say for someone who chose to relocate to the opposite side of the world from where they grew up. One of the major attractions for this move was being on the doorstep of Europe, and while it took me ages to start hopping over the pond, my … Continue reading Czech Yourself…
A friend of mine once told me she loved attending events on a Sunday evening because she feels she’s extending the weekend, making the most of her time. I was inclined to agree since I often find myself spending half of my Sundays contemplating the impending responsibility of Monday and the upcoming week’s potential deadlines, not the best … Continue reading Under the Stars
The sunshine was glorious over the long weekend just gone and it was wonderful to sit outside, sleeveless, making some vitamin D while drinking something cool. Not a bad way to feel like you’re on holiday, although, I couldn’t help cast my mind back to a recently tranquil afternoon spent relaxing in the sun. On … Continue reading A Tasteful Afternoon
I remember feeling a bit lost joining a queue outside a venue called Revolution I’d never been to in a town I’d just arrived in for my first and only visit. A friend and I had just been driven to Fort Lauderdale from Delray Beach by a colleague for a once in a lifetime opportunity, … Continue reading My Own Revolution