Tag Archives: Fear
Taboo? (I’m talking about Jesus)
Do you cringe when someone mentions Jesus in polite conversation? I’ll admit it – I do. Not because I want to, or choose to, but because – well – I don’t really know. It’s an unconscious reaction. I’ve never been … Continue reading
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
Posted in Socks, spoons, stones and sunsets
Tagged Archaeology, Fear, Swaziland, Travel, Warthogs
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