Shane sent me a picture of his niece, Isabella, on Saturday morning. She was proudly wearing a medal she had won in her school swimming gala and a beaming smile to match. I was also proud, and then reminded of my own gala participation experience in junior school. One that certainly did not deserve a … Continue reading Swimming Upstream

My really brilliant mum sent me this article written by Justice Malala in an email and I feel it's important to share, especially as South Africa heads towards a general election. President Jacob Zuma is not a fool. He makes gaffes every week and has no idea what constitutionality means. But he is not a fool.He might … Continue reading Justice Malala Writes

A friend of mine posted a link to a You Tube excerpt from the classic 70’s show Mind Your Language on my Facebook wall last weekend. I have fond memories of watching Mister Brown's class when I was younger. I loved it, even though the polyester suits indicated it was broadcast in South Africa about … Continue reading Mind Your Language

A short and stocky chap stood in front of the train carriage door as I made my way home last night. I noticed under his beany his (badly) dyed red hair, yet his ginger beard and his very pale arms proved he was probably a natural a ging-er to begin with. He was speaking with … Continue reading Observations

Philosophy Part 4 commenced last night and I was happy to see my classmates again after the break. It was exciting to see familiar faces, to catch up on our festive exploits, plus I was grateful to be greeted by warm hugs on a cold January evening. We started this term with a new lecturer, … Continue reading Presence of Mind

Another inspiring philosophy class last night. During the second part we were discussing a piece of writing by Marsilio Ficino (1433 – 1499). Some background on Ficino; he is considered one of the most influential minds at the time of the Renaissance and was the first to translate the works of Plato from Greek into … Continue reading Good Old Tony

The bus was really crowded on Tuesday. Unsurprisingly, as it was rush hour in a very congested city. Boarding with a couple of bags of groceries (went in for milk, came out with toothbrushes and chickpeas) I wrestled down the vehicle to take an aisle seat facing the back window. Of the back row of … Continue reading Love is the natural in between

"It's 8:15, and that's the time that it’s always been. We got your message on the radio, conditions normal and you're coming home". The joyful sound of OMD in my ears encouraging me to dance as I waited for a bus on a drizzly evening. I thought back to the chat I had with Meagan … Continue reading No More Nuts Please…