This Little Piggy

I’m a sucker for dog treats. The more disgusting I think they are, the more delectable my dogs find them. Smoked pig’s ears are a firm favourite. They are often difficult to find, especially in Muslim-owned pet shops. This week they’ve been ousted by something even more revolting: smoked pig’s trotters, also known as walkaways. [...]

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Where were you on 11 February 1990?

I feel a bit embarrassed today. I have no idea what I was doing twenty years ago when Madiba was released from prison. I do remember that I on 11 February 1990, I was 24, lived in Tableview and drove a 1976 Ford Escort called Sunshine. I don’t think I even knew who Nelson Mandela [...]

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So, where’d January go?

One hen party (Nude art class. Phowaaar!) One wedding (Mr Muffin’s son. I wore a frock) Two funerals (Girls, get your girls checked out, ok?) Meals at Forries, Café Royale, Cape to Cuba, Bombay Bicycle Club, (Yum. All with wedding-related family) Two braais (One was a gas braai, does that count?) Two dinner parties. (One [...]

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