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Stuff I Make

It’s early. The rhino-sized hadedas have set the alarm off at 5am 3 days in a row and I’m starting to lose my nerve. I can’t get back to sleep, so I decided I’d write something. I’ve been doing pottery for 6 months now and my Tuesday night lesson is my happy place. A welcome…

Cocktails For Dummies

I stumbled upon these Bad Boys a couple of days ago in a little bottle-store in Sun Valley and decided to put ’em to the test. Made with real lemon juice, lime juice and tequila, you pop the pouch into the deep-freeze for 8 hours and voila. If you like your frozen Margaritas to resemble…

Dear Elle Decor

Thank you for inspiring me on a monthly basis and for the visual feast you provide. But please, pretty please, improve your online subscription facility. It’s 2010, a couple of weeks before Christmas and you offer no online ordering facility. Now, I know the silly season is upon us, but this is just plain silly….

70 Juta Street.

I’m tired. Are you tired? I think my body and mind are officially starting to say noooooooo to 2010. Cripes,  it’s been one monster year for all of us. It doesn’t help being invited to, or finding, cool sh*t all the time either. Because generally cool sh*t leads to beer. And we all know what…

Cock-a-doodle-do.

The Rain Man and I are in Cape Town visiting the siblings and The Salty C Dog for the weekend – happy place! It’s been too long since I last visited iKapa and last night we decided to get a little bit loose at &Union, followed by a post Weiss beer binge at Gourmet Burger….

The Reel Deal

I seem to have inherited The Salty C Dog’s green fingers which at this stage is proving to be more of a curse than a talent. Clothing shopping has got nothin’ on garden shopping. Fact. Jozi’s climate is perfect to grow just about anything and you’d be silly not to. The bushy Bad Boys in the tub…

Holy Bowly

My new bowls, kicking it on the lawn Cripes. I’m turning into The Salty C Dog more every day. I left the office today and made a bee line for the local nursery, my new favourite place where the only bother is thorns, bees and the odd rogue sprinkler. My lettuce has all gone to…