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Leaving
There are so many ways of leaving, of ending things, aren’t there? Paul Simon sang of fifty. Which reminds me of ‘Still Crazy After All These Years.’ Which reminds me of a sad end to a strange relationship. But that’s … Continue reading
The witch’s cauldron
Hubble bubble. Toil – and so much trouble. It’s been a while since I penned a post. Titles sit alphabetically festering in my file. Symbols, waiting to lead into eloquent cries of woe. Painful shrieks of angst. Or even, you … Continue reading
North, south and nowhere. Of rape, politics, PR and simple geography
I’m angry. I apologise in advance if this is poorly researched, disjointed and incoherent. I’m not stopping to find things out, I’m writing from the heart, not the brain. And I’m writing as a northern English person who feels passionate … Continue reading
Posted in Thinking, or ranting, or both
Tagged apartheid South Africa, colonialism, education, Nigeria, north south divide, northern futures, oil, politics, PR, rape, Swaziland
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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
Posted in Socks, spoons, stones and sunsets
Tagged cake, cooking, Heavenly Valley, ice cream, Romance, Swaziland, Warthogs
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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
Posted in Socks, spoons, stones and sunsets
Tagged Archaeology, Fear, Swaziland, Travel, Warthogs
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Blind fury – a tale of failure from the bush (and possibly a parable for 2012)
Jim’s had a quadruple bypass, he’s in his mid 70s and lied about his age to get on the dig. A skilled engineer, he coaxes the ancient, paraffin-fuelled Coca Cola fridge back to life –for a day at least. Deanne … Continue reading
Posted in Thinking, or ranting, or both, Travelling
Tagged Archaeology, Swaziland, Travel
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Mr Sledge sings thrice & the Land Rover doesn’t turn into a pumpkin
‘When a ma-an loves a wom-an . . . ’ Percy’s warming up, the same song three times, the same lines three times, testing the sound system. Not sure we can stay till he does his thing for real because … Continue reading
Posted in Socks, spoons, stones and sunsets
Tagged Archaeology, Romance, Swaziland, Travel
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