Our flight from Delhi to Leh, gateway to Ladakh and The Himalaya, was initially cancelled due to bad weather. Sadly, this meant one more day in my not-most-favourite city in the world, Delhi, which was in fact fab because the shopping was good and I … Continue reading Delhi to Leh, Ladakh. Part One.
Delhi has never been my favourite city. I’ve been twice before. The first time I was with six friends, we stayed in a smart and very western chain hotel in a shitty area, and spent a lot of time getting lost. My memory was of … Continue reading Delhi
I’ve had a bit of anxiety of late . First, my doc told me I had high cholesterol. I was so shocked that I developed body pains everywhere. I decided I was having a heart attack; my doctor assured me I was not. Okay fine, … Continue reading Anxiety, spontaneity, a good heart
I am doing three things at the moment. Reading an in-depth novel incorporating magic, mythology, cruelty and rising above it, self discovery, self worth and feminism. The book is mysterious, captivating, unlike any I have read before, and totally beautiful. I don’t want it … Continue reading How to get by. Books and other stuff.
I’ve just read a Guardian article, link below, on walking and how good it is for us. I knew this already, dear Guardian, I’ve been walking for years and loving it. Walking gives me routine. It gets me out of bed. It also gives me … Continue reading In support of Sea Squirts
I live in the city. When I travel to rural parts of South Africa, I’m always fascinated by the vibrancy, colours, huts, hawkers, street stylists and street markets. I love the women carrying wares on their heads and babies on their backs, the men roasting … Continue reading Pics, privacy and poverty porn.
Deep breaths. In. Out. In. Out. Sighs. A slight breeze. Tears. Drumbeats. Lots of them. People expressing their shock, sadness and immense gratitude for a legend. Music. The sound of Johnny Clegg’s music filtering through our homes, suburbs, cars, the radio, television sets, in our … Continue reading Sounds of this morning