I used to be…

There are in fact many things that I used to be … probably as many things as I still am and as I will be. The fact that I no longer fly, doesn’t make my life any less rich. The real friendships I’ve made through flying have survived my divorce…

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One thing …

I’m currently working on a magazine, and we usually try to work to a theme, to tie our stories together. To try and establish what the theme will be, I’ve been asking people I interview what their ‘one thing’ is. The ‘one thing ‘that motivates them, and the ‘one thing’…

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Confessions and sweet memories

As kids we had a little routine every Sunday post the church service. We would spend some of our pocket money on a treat at Checkers while my mom bought the Sunday newspaper. We’d then lounge around at home, snacking on our sugary purchases while reading the Sunday Times’ comics…

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Coasting along

Do you remember when we used to go on those crazy rollercoaster rides, scream with delight and want to go on them again and again and again. And again? We would stand in queues as long as those on voting day, just to embark on a crazy sixty seconds worth…

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Who made your cheese?

It was high time for me to escape for a while, so I Jet-Jane’d it out of there post voting on the third of August. I’m now safely ensconced in the Swiss mountains, occasionally dipping into a news channel to see how coalition talks are going. Of course…

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Weight control

She looked at the ever-widening berth of her once streamlined cat. That’s it! As of tomorrow, it’s nothing but diet pellets for her. The next day at the cat food bowl. Honestly?! Diet pellets? Is she trying to kill me? First she has me…

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Empty Promises, Pride, Prejudice and Fears

Today’s blog entry comes with a disclaimer, as it is highly probable that I have no idea what I am talking about. Let’s say it’s based on a knee-jerk reaction coupled with a little research and some wandering thoughts. If you decide to read on, just take it…

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Nothing but love

Last week there was a wedding in the United Kingdom. Alright, so there were probably numerous weddings around the world on that particular day, but this one was extra special. Here’s my version of this romantic tale… A man, twice divorced, disillusioned, a little bitter, and…

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I have nothing

It’s the tail end of the week and I am pooped. Everything that I’d like to write about seems too upbeat and frivolous when one reviews the week that was in South Africa. Wait. Make that the week that was in the world. Hold on. Make that the…

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Today’s Eureka moment

Earlier I was in the Vitamin aisle of a South African retailer, confronted with hundreds of choices… I went in to buy some Vitamin B, but the overwhelming selection of things-we-can-swallow-to-support-our-general-health that faced me, was simply astounding.  I stood and stared and processed until I located…

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What are the chances!?!

Have you ever experienced an event or set of events, that are quite uncanny and your first thought is “What are the chances!?!” While you’re thinking about it, here are a few of my ‘strange coincidences’. After I finished my degree I spent some time in Germany where…

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Same place, same time

This morning, just like every other day this week, I could not look him in the eye. It wasn’t as though he had done anything to me personally or had caused me even the slightest bit of harm. No, it was just the burden of expectation that hung…

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How old is too old?

This weekend I’ve been painting chairs again, and somehow this activity seems to turn my mind to politics. Go figure?!? Firstly, I doubt any royal or powerful behinds will be sitting on my dining room chairs any time soon. Secondly, I do hope that this will be my…

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half full. half empty.

Recently a few people have asked me if I earn any money from blogging. One of them was my dad, possibly concerned that his daughter’s distraction with this frivolous pursuit may mean a more regular guest at the dinner table? To my mom’s absolute horror I responded by…

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This ship should be sailing

Many moons ago my family was amongst hundreds of foreigners who arrived on Durban’s shores on the Europa from Trieste. I’m told that during the three-week crossing I kept my mom in shape as I moved across the deck at lightning speed on all fours, inquisitive to discover…

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Every single one counts

My week in the UK has been great fun so far. Aside from the fact that a cappuccino is costing me a week’s grocery shop, and a meal out just about equals my mortgage for the month, I’m very grateful to be able to be here, and to…

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How to Insult Someone Who Writes for a Living

Those of you who know me well, know that I will eat just about anything. However,  I’m not a very big fan of preserved foods, in particular the tinned variety, although there are of course always a few tiny exceptions to that rule. You may have heard of…

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At least seven hours are necessary…

Last night on my flight to Frankfurt I watched only one movie, The Intern, before falling asleep. Usually I manage a few more, but in my defence, it’s been a hectic week…The Intern was a nice, feel-good movie and I particularly loved the meeting of old school (De…

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Let the magic begin…

Once you have introduced a respectful paraglider-pilot-and-paraglider-wing relationship to a column of rising air, you can sit back and watch the fairytale unfold. You may already have met some of the characters I’ve hitched a ride up to cloud base with – but if not, I can assure…

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The shift from robust to respectful…

My first SIV was on my blue&white ProDesign Jazz. She was a cute little wing, and a lovely first glider. Hans and Ria from Wildsky were offering the safety course at the Midmar Dam and the time was right to test the boundaries of my wing, and perhaps more importantly…

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Petite, pretty and powerful in Polokwane

Last Thursday evening I attended the closing ceremony of a two-year long construction skills development programme that formed part of a public private training partnership between Limpopo’s Department of Public Works, Roads and Infrastructure and construction group Stefanutti Stocks. The skills development programme was developed to…

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Tips on maintaining a successful relationship

Have you ever seen a hungry woman clear a bar? A few years back during a paragliding competition in the Western Cape the majority of the field went to the town’s hotel to eat dinner and socialise post a great task. My priorities were clear – I needed…

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Escapism at cloud base

I’m currently sitting in 24 A on a flight to George, desperate for the loo but with a soundly sleeping passenger barring the way to the outhouse. On my way out this morning I grabbed a book, only to now discover it came from the ‘read’ pile, and not the…

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Playing to an audience…

I don’t claim to understand politics, posturing or the formalities and conventions required of a SONA, but it did cross my mind during the 20 minutes that I lasted last night, that there certainly is a lot of drama involved… And seeing as my drama threshold is and has always…

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The E-T-Z of writing

The fact that there are 26 letters in the alphabet is probably something I learned shortly after the loss of my baby teeth. And it’s not a fact I revisit very often, despite needing and using those 26 letters every day to formulate my up to 20 000 words. Yes,…

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Life in Gauteng: Alarms

When I moved back from the UK about twelve years ago it was quite an adjustment getting used to the additional security measures that were being put in place both in homes and at the workplace. Our cars had already been through the process of upgraded anti-theft measures…

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Mr King, anti-Social Media and lunch on Sunday

I rate Stephen King as a storyteller of note, however I must admit to being too scared to read many of his books when I’m on my own. Especially late at night when it’s dark outside and every little noise could be announcing the imminent arrival of a nightmarish monster……

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Three kilograms…

This morning I crawled out of the gym after an unforgiving work-out with Emmanuel who clearly empathised with the general need in class to shift a holiday kilogram or two… In my case, let’s make that three, with thanks and great appreciation to Aidan! In the absence of having a mountain…

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