If you place me on a slut scale, the fact that I fantasized about being a nun when I was very young makes me as light as a feather. This fantasy was dramatically encouraged by my affection for the nuns in The Sound of Music and by how ungodly-gorgeous Audrey Hepburn looks in a habit… Continue reading Rash Decisions
Category: About Life
An Old Man & a Crow
An old man sat on the step of his stoep. There was nothing to be done. His head was hanging, its bald top shining, exposed to the soon to be setting sun. A black crow flew in, landed, and instructed the old man to lift his head. “Take one last look at this land,” the black crow… Continue reading An Old Man & a Crow
An Old Woman & a Pig
An old woman climbed a mountain with a child on her back and, trotting at her heels, a pig called Bacon and, tied to her belted waist, a bulging sack. When they got to the top the hungry old woman said “We must eat something now” and tied Bacon to a peg. The old woman… Continue reading An Old Woman & a Pig
Friday-Pie-Day
It's Friday-Pie-Day! The relief of breaking out of a routine, taking shortcuts (no cooking required), the end of the work week slog. That is not the case if you work on a Saturday. If you work on a Saturday - and lots and lots of people do - you look forward to your Sunday. If… Continue reading Friday-Pie-Day
ASMR & a Mop
Over a bowl of saucy pasta I tell my fellow diner that the late Bob Ross is apparently an accidental ASMR star: his quiet, soporific voice paints bliss on the canvas of overwrought, stressed souls. My companion blurts past a mouthful of spaghetti, eyes wide, What do YOU know about ASMR? WHY do you know… Continue reading ASMR & a Mop
Dove Tales
The babies have dark-dot eyes. One has its fluffy backside to me. The other stares down at my face with steady curiosity, an unblinking interest. Poops are sliding down the pillar. Oh dear. How messy is this going to get? Stop talking to the babies, Ma says my smiling youngest son as he comes down… Continue reading Dove Tales
