Category: love
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Some years ago, I was sitting in a flower bed at 2am with a dear friend of mine. We were somewhat worse for wear and attempting to star gaze. I… more ›
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The words of songstress Helen Reddy, ‘I am woman hear me roar . . .’, got women off their seats and roaring in the 1970s. Her words have fuelled women… more ›
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She was reading a book. The sun shining through the shop window picked up the red tones of her strawberry blonde curls, forming a messy halo. With one foot up… more ›
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There’s an abundance of escaped circus performers flooding the streets of Jozi at the moment. Just what can they teach us about love? We certainly have the best traffic light… more ›
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I’m going to abandon my computer for a while and sit quietly at the edge of the storm inhaling nature’s breath more ›
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I’m a little bit of a Persian carpet nut. There’s a store near where I go once a week to do a radio show and every week, I linger outside… more ›
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A short story. The flowers were a soft white, their pollen creating little streaks of mustard yellow on the petals. It wasn’t what they looked like that was important,… more ›