Quite a few men come forward, on various platforms, when I write about sex or sex toys. They ask questions, they have ideas, they quite like the open discussions. Which sometimes make me smile, and other times has me shrieking at home, alone, in … Continue reading Hang on, are you Sophia?
I try and recycle. Plastic, paper and glass are all separated. It’s not always easy and sometimes I don’t do a great job. But it’s mostly straightforward. Milk cartons – paper. Wine bottles – glass. Everything from Woolworths and Pick N Pay – plastic. But … Continue reading But is it plastic?
I was admonished recently by someone I admire deeply, for thinking I needed a date to dine out. ‘Go on your own, dammit,’ she told me. ‘Dress up, put on your lipstick and go and have fun.’ I knew she was right but I find … Continue reading Pablo House, Johannesburg
I was invited to lunch at the fabulous La Petite Maison, an intimate bistro in Melville, Johannesburg. It was a menu launch for food writers, bloggers and influencers, a launch to get La Petite Maison firmly on the foodie map. The restaurant is in my … Continue reading La Petite Maison, Melville
‘There’s an odd smell in the kitchen,’ my son said, before heading out for the day. ‘Can’t smell a thing,’ I replied. ‘Bye hon, have a good day.’ I went out in the garden, picked a few home grown delicious beetroot, stood over the sink … Continue reading Everyone has a story
I showed my dad a tote bag today that says “I fucking love Joburg‘ and he laughed and laughed like it was the funniest thing he’d ever seen. But I do love Joburg. Especially my hood. I just walked the streets, took in the beautiful … Continue reading I fucking love Joburg
Get into music. Halt the monthly stop-order I’ve been paying for three years that I don’t need to pay. Make money. Use my eco-friendly coffee cup. Learn something new. Learn lots of new things. Pick up other peoples’ bullshit litter. Cut out carbs hahahahaha. Stop … Continue reading A few things I want to do next year
