We went surfing the other day, in the notorious area of Muizenberg. It’s generally not the Great Whites that you have to watch out for there, it’s the Great Wides, the boards and the tourists who assume that they own the beach. My other, much braver, half had decided he wanted to learn to surf properly, like. None of...
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Between the media, American televangelists and my grandmother, the general consensus seems to be that the world is collectively heading down the moral tubes. Children don’t respect their elders, common courtesy has all but gone out the window and the words ‘bitch’ and ‘nigger’ has been resurrected...
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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...
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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...
read moreThere are many reasons to visit the Mother City. We have the Kirstenbosch Botanical Gardens, a whole host of incredible beaches, the Waterfront, Table Mountain, the Constantia wine route, a penguin colony, antique stores aplenty, colourful street performers, a laughably good exchange rate and the bulk of South Africa’s...
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