Sinking deeper and deeper into the abyss I try fighting my way out to no avail. I hear vague, urgent voices in the background. I feel cold. My body aches. And then…I remember…
If you follow my blog you’ll remember that I set out to share blogs I enjoy. I follow so many that I don’t always get to read all their posts so I binge-read. Last time I featured the blog Vivabuys. This time around I’m sharing the blog of someone I’ve known since high school (I [...]
About a month-and-a-half ago I packed my bright orange pull-along for a trip I hadn’t done before. I was venturing into Africa for the first time. It actually sounds funny saying “venturing into Africa” being African and all. But, somehow, being South African I’ve always felt a bit removed from the rest of Africa, if [...]
Young girl, raise your voice You are to be seen We are to rejoice Because of your being You make this world brighter Your smile like the sun’s ray Born a fighter Entering each new day
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Bringing down the hashtag #menaretrash and realising that #notallmenaretrash. Last week was the first installment. Ruth-Mandy Abercrombie and I decided we’d like to expand on this. Consider this…It takes a strong man…
He broke my heart. #menaretrash. He’s a deadbeat dad #menaretrash. He this. He that. Enough! Not all men are not trash.
This post was written in partnership with Celeste from No Ordinary Woman and Chevone from Chevs Life. A while back we used to do Thursday tandem posts and thought we’d try it out again. Three bloggers. One title. For some reason we three English girls love to dabble in writing in Afrikaans every now and [...]
This might come as a bit of a shock to some…but I absolutely love rock music. Especially 90’s alternative rock and some of that eighties glam rock vibe. When it comes to music it’s a bit of a free-for-all with me. The most important part of a song is the lyric and intention (for me [...]
So, when I think back to high school and how teenage girls reacted to bands breaking up…specifically bands made up of of four or more persons of the male persuasion I have a good giggle. All the hysteria that accompanied the enjoyment of the music performed by these clean-cut, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed young men…Ah…the memories.