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Little and big. Violets and clivias are in bloom in my mother's Constantia garden. ___________________________   Book an A...

Lily and I drove out of Cape Town, taking the N7 north towards Malmesbury, unofficial capital of the wheat-producing Swartland region, a...

Alerted by a drive-by sighting of the flowers I grew up calling The Aliens, I took a basket and went for a stroll up the greenbelt, in th...

Morning at last. Jetlag wakes you at 3.15am, so you read three Oscar Wilde stories, as well as re-read the introduction to the anthology ...

Call me hasty. Hello, Hasty! On the eve of my departure for another hemisphere, another continent, another season, I dug and pull...

There is a small black cat that lounges often outside a house on the next block. Yesterday, when it saw me coming, it got up to come an...

I worked front of house in restaurants for years. If you were in the weeds, you were in trouble. Like the time a man came to ask where hi...