I'm not new to cutting hair. I've been cutting my husband's hair for the past 45 years. I used to cut the kids' hair too, when they were young. and the lad's too even as they got older, as long as they didn't want anything fancy. Which nicely leads me onto... We have been in … Continue reading An Extreme Haircut
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THE PETIT FOUR ENCOUNTER
Back in my South Africa lifetime, the day arrived when the doc uttered those dreaded words, “Ann, you have to give up drinking alcohol.” “Oh!” “Yes. If you don’t, you will die. And soon.” Well that was squarely to the point, so after going straight to the pub for a consolatory drink, the very next … Continue reading THE PETIT FOUR ENCOUNTER
HAPPY DECEMBER or HERE’S TO THE END OF 2019
Life’s been a little hectic around here of late. We can dis-count my nip into A&E after a suspected (but thankfully, not) minor heart attack; and even leave out Ziggy’s minor stroke and subsequent week’s stay in hospital, because they are so old hat, and we're fine now, thank you. We can also by-pass my … Continue reading HAPPY DECEMBER or HERE’S TO THE END OF 2019
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The Trouble with Dogs
I’d had a fairly successful day. Been for a haircut, did some editing of my latest book, managed a modicum of success with revamping one of the sketches for said book. I even cooked us (Ziggy, Leon and myself) a lovely super - my version of southern fried chicken with special coleslaw and a few … Continue reading The Trouble with Dogs
The Tail of Richard
I was recently reminded by a friend, of an email I sent out some years ago, which I re-read (yes, I’m an email-hoarder - thank goodness!) and have decided to now share with you. My generosity, you see, knows no bounds. 18 August 2013 Dear Friends, I’m having a bit of a problem with some … Continue reading The Tail of Richard
Time for a Siesta?
Ah, siesta time on a Spanish summer’s afternoon. Lay back on the patio couch and be lulled by the whispers of the mountain breeze talking to the tall pines, which are providing some welcome shade from the blazing sun. An array of birds have settled in the swaying branches to feast on the nuts contained … Continue reading Time for a Siesta?
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In Sight of the End
My son Leon, aka my marketing manager, asked me this morning, “Can you remember when you last wrote anything on your website?” “No.” “Well neither can anyone else, because it was so long ago. Don’t you think you should do something about it?” “Yes. What?” “Why don’t you quote something funny from your next book? … Continue reading In Sight of the End
Cemetery Celebrations
I swear on my life – which I value greatly – the article which is the subject of this story was genuinely in our local press a while back. I simply could not pass up a chance like this. I almost fell off my chair when I read a headline in the Lifestyle section of … Continue reading Cemetery Celebrations
Small Black Plastic Gubbins
I had a lovely Christmas, thank you for asking. It was relatively quiet, mostly due to the fact that Brad was missing. He and his girlfriend are in South Africa where they are spending Christmas at Mabalingwe Game Lodge with her family. I had a phone call this morning (Boxing Day) from a ‘Police Sergeant … Continue reading Small Black Plastic Gubbins
MY SON KEEPS BEATING ME!
For readers who think my son Leon is a little sweetie, or those of you who know the older version and think of him as a lovely, smiley (not-so) young man, ever ready to lend a helping hand, think again my friends, because the little b@$!@~d keeps beating me! I kid you not. It’s … Continue reading MY SON KEEPS BEATING ME!
