Welcome to the Western Cape- Please mind the gap

I’ve always harboured the belief that I could live in the Western Cape or in Cape Town, the mother city of South Africa. That aching beautiful coastline where white sandy beaches meet tortoise water. The wine farms, lush and green with abundance. That three hours out of Cape Town in almost any direction is aContinue reading “Welcome to the Western Cape- Please mind the gap”

The poor whites

My mother is the kind of woman who adopts just about anything and anyone. She is selflessly generous if you find yourself in need and I had grown up with her voice in my head constantly saying “treat others how you would like to be treated”. So very early into our democracy, I was shockedContinue reading “The poor whites”

His name is Thomas

As I leave my air-conditioned office I wonder what a nightmare traffic will be on the way home. I need to get dog food and I must not forget to water the garden (if disobedient grass, suicidal plants and a growing collection of rocks could be called a garden). I wonder why I work soContinue reading “His name is Thomas”