PRETTY RUBBISH

This is the result of an experiment I did in December 2016. The volume of two large black refuse bags can be reduced to this if you recycle, keep a small bucket at your kitchen door for compostable waste and never put any wet shit (cooked food, leaking tins etc) into your garbage. I did…

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VILE WALLIS THE INTERVIEW BOMBER

Beautifully written article from this gorgeous, informed young woman. Thank you so much, Danielle 💟 By Danielle Naidoo Rhodes University, 27 August 2017 “This woman is the coolest” – is honestly what my first thought was as I began listening to what she had to say. Cindy Phillips Taylor sat posed in her antiquarian armchair…

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DIVE

“dive for dreams” – E.E. Cummings dive for dreams or a slogan may topple you (trees are their roots and wind is wind)   trust your heart if the seas catch fire (and live by love though the stars walk backward)   honour the past but welcome the future (and dance your death away at…

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THE RELIABILITY OF REAR VIEWS

Fitzgerald didn’t know how to write the weirdness of his unfolding life so he just wrote Zelda’s diary in some places and the exact dialogue of what actually happened, verbatim, and changed the names and there was This Side of Paradise and most of Gatsby, as if he’d had a webcam, you know? Like filling…

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WALKIN ALL HOURS AND BOOK PIGS

15 October 2017, Old House, Grahamstown I had good intentions to pack a few boxes of my stuff to start moving to storage – to make space for the next room due for the onslaught of the Denvet Gang in the ongoing restoration project of Old House – and then the radio played Patsy Cline…

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SURFING THE WHALE

  I still get nightmares. In fact, I get them so often I should be used to them by now. I’m not. No one ever really gets used to nightmares. Mark Z. Danielewski, House of Leaves — SURFING THE WHALE Road, Eternal road Yellow line constant bend Black; here; is it wall or Fall I’m…

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SHIT GETS REAL

I became an optimist because I knew that telling people the truth in response to ‘howzitt going, Doll? ‘ is generally going to be a bore. I mean, you can hardly just pop out with ‘oh, just keeping up appearances, but I am constantly thinking of a way to die which would least inconvenience people…

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PENHALIGON IN THE DUST

Take route/root or die was the edict to the unsuspecting women of my ancestry, the first Frontier settlers. Anyone who has paid any attention whatsoever to anything I have written or said in the past two years will know that I have been researching the domestic history of South Africa from the past 200 years,…

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DOING THE ANNIVERSARY WATOOSI

I didn’t so much cruise into Grahamstown exactly a year ago, as limp in on a wing and a prayer. After a twenty six hour road trip from Johannesburg – twelve of them unaccounted for, too traumatised and fatigued to register the familiarity of the circle at College, the sweep of Somerset Road down to…

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NO PICTURES, BUT A NEW VISTA COMING SOON

I’ve read many, many novels and seen countless films wherein the living space of a character, occurring in the dingiest neighbourhood, is portrayed very romantically. Loft conversions reached from street level via roll-up on-street steel doors, industrial spaces converted to sumptuous apartments are revealed after an arduous trek up a steep staircase, handsome men brush…

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THREE RANDOM REFLECTIONS ON TIME AND GRATITUDE

Three random reflections on the concepts of time and gratitude … But first, because those in the know advise that nobody reads a blog without photographs, here is a picture of my cat:   Reflections on the lost years I am a recovering alcoholic. It did not happen overnight, but the progression from ‘normal’ consumption…

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OF SWINGS AND ROUNDABOUTS; AN UPDATE

I thought I’d better post something before WordPress deletes my blog due to inactivity, and to let my friends know that I am alive and well. Sometimes we only see how life balances out when we look back on it. It’s been six months since I lost my brother and – within a fortnight of…

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