Tag Archives: Warthogs

Oh, sweet-heart! (and why you don’t need a cake tin to make a sponge cake)

I’ve thought a lot about the warthogs and I’ve reached a conclusion. They’re not going to stop me. I need out. I need to shop – no, don’t be sexist, not that kind of shopping, food shopping. I’m cooking for … Continue reading

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Suzy’s cabin, a missed appointment & a little yellow pill

‘I’ve got a cabin on the game reserve – you can borrow it if you like.’ That’s Suzy speaking. She’s in Swaziland with the US Peace Corps and has the most amazing hair – long, naturally blonde, it falls nearly … Continue reading

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