Cape Town, My City.

There are a few words in the English language that are tragically overused: delicious, delectable, sumptuous, scrumptious, gorgeous, exquisite and mouthwatering – to name but a few. When it comes to places like Genot Restaurant I wish that there was some way to resuscitate these terms, to re-inject them with their original meanings. Sadly this [...]

Valentine’s Day was, of course, amazing. I may not be the most romantic man in the world, but I had organised the most romantic dinner for my girlfriend and I. For legal reasons, I won’t reveal her name, so let’s just call her Miss Sunshine. A work colleague of mine passed an email on to [...]

So, if you’ve been reading this blog regularly you would’ve recently enjoyed my diatribe about the plastic institution that is Valentine’s Day. Although I believe that romance should not be dictated by greeting card companies and other commercial institutions, I do however believe in enjoying a good meal every now and again and Valentine’s Day [...]

Down here in Cape Town, it seems that the infamous February heat is here to stay. It is this time of the year that I give up on pretending that being female means you that don’t sweat. Not the best time for a Cape Town tour. You want the truth, the whole truth and nothing [...]

It’s hot. I’m not talking slightly balmy, I’m talking start sweating when you wake up and don’t stop until ten o’clock tonight-hot. Jip, the dreaded February heat is upon us and there is not much we can do about it except hide inside air-conditioned buildings.
On the plus side, it’s good for the grapes. At [...]

Sign up for a Cape Town tour and chances are somewhere along the line you’ll find yourself heading out to Stellenbosch for a wine tour. This beautiful little town in the heart of the Boland region of the Western Cape lies surrounded by a whopping 130 wineries, cellars and wine farms.
But that is not [...]

Payday! Whoopee! After days of living on peanut butter and toast there is nothing more satisfying than taking a surreptitious peek at my bank balance only to find it a bit less depressing. One bone of contention, however, is the dreaded bite the Taxman takes out of my modest, yet hard-earned, salary.
I used to get [...]