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10. No shirt, no service. No woman, no cry.
“No, woman, no cry” is not a happy song. It’s based on the time that Bob Marley spent in a housing project (the Government Yard) in a ghetto called Trenchtown, in Kingston, Jamaica. The singer is...
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11. Teal.
I went to watch my son at a mini soccer tournament the other day. It was great fun; watching any member of my bloodline play sport is a joy, and not because we are good. But I’m not writing about that...
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12. Nothing to report.
I mentioned yesterday that my son had given us two day’s notice about the clothes he needed for his Mother’s Day concert, and it seemed to strike a chord. I only have one son, so I can’t say whether...
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13. But is it art?
I went to bed last night resolving not to write anything about my children today. This is not a parenting blog, and I’ve been waffling on about them for the last two days. Enough. My resolve, however,...
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16. Everyday magic.
Every now and then, I like to read a little bit of fantasy (no, not the Nancy Friday kind, you dirty buggers. The Tolkien kind). As in most genres, some of them are brilliantly original and compelling....
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17. Unconventional love
I woke up this morning at about 3 o’clock with a pounding head and a throat full of razor blades. We don’t really have the time for man-flu in our household. Children need to get taken to school, beds...
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18. The Sausage Tree.
I feel a little guilty. On Tuesday, I put up a post that claimed to be about magic. But it wasn’t. It was about car guards. So today, I’m going to write about real magic. Just as soon as I’m done...
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19. All The Single Ladies
I have never really mastered Facebook. There is an immediacy to it that isn’t suited to people like me. By the time I get around to checking it, my head filling with pithy retorts and interesting...
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22. South African toilets and the Swazi Navy.
There was a lovely story doing the rounds this week. A report appeared in a few of our local papers saying that our neighbours, Swaziland, had enacted a new law making it a criminal offence for witches...
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23. Brother Jacob.
I am not a political animal. I vote my conscience at election time, but I’ve never joined a party or attended a meeting. And I’ve tried to avoid writing about politics on this blog. This has not been...
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25. The gravel thief.
Enough. I’m taking a break from politics today since I have uncovered a monstrous crime taking place right beneath my nose. It’s not at all because I’ve been reading the papers every day for a week and...
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29. More gourmet cooking with 23thorns.
South Africa has no national cuisine. This sort of makes sense, because we don’t really have a national culture. We have lots of them. We all know what a bunny chow is. But if you asked us, we would...
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36. Dance like no-one’s watching.
When I first started this blog every day thing, I wrote down a list of potential topics in case I ran out of ideas. I’ve never looked at it. But on that list, tucked away toward the end, I had written...
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37. And you thought we were done with the toilets.
I’m going to be cheating today. Kinda. I’ve signed up for a local news-satire site called ZaNews to try and put myself out there a little. Because at some stage, I’m hoping someone will pay me for some...
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41. A mystery.
I wasn’t going to post today. I wasn’t being lazy or anything; it was the youngest 23thorn’s birthday party. Two months after her birthday. She’d had a family party (at full strength, we can muster...
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42. Six weeks.
I’m trying to do a hundred posts in a hundred days, and get 60 000 views while doing so. And I’m just about half way there. In terms of posts. Views, not so much. With those, I’m half way to half way...
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44. Cat-hat.
Once upon a time, a long, long time ago, I got my first proper job. On the first day, I arrived early. As one does. Three hours early. I don’t like to take chances. At least not on the first day. After...
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46. The Other Awards.
The first time I was nominated for an award on WordPress, I had only just started blogging, and had never heard of such a thing. I thought I’d won a Pulitzer Prize! So I checked it out. It was a chain...
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48. A tale of two magistrates.
I’ve just got back from a night away. It’s late, and it’s been a long day. I don’t have a post in me today. I did, however, have a post in me in April last year. I posted this on a news site before...
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52. Hot tub hero.
South Africa is a modest country. We are quite small, and not hugely rich. But in some things, we punch above our weight. We rock at cricket and rugby. We are world leaders in home and vehicle...
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