Enough Mylie!

Miley Cyrus Wrecking Ball

If you were an alien visiting the Earth and found yourself in a Western country this past week, you’d have learnt the following things about the People Of Earth: ONE: Miley Cyrus is Very Important and has magic powers. With a few shakes of her rear (accompanied by an unnaturally long extension of her tongue), this… Read More

Is that your baggage?


I couldn’t believe I was finally here. After a whirlwind six weeks of pre-cooking meals, re-organising of karate/dancing/footy schedules and some serious yanking up of my big girl knickers, I was finally standing at the Qantas check-in counter at the airport. Brand-new red conference handbag slung (so fashionably, people were fainting left and right) over… Read More

A letter to a little boy in a scary world.

In a world that seems increasingly discriminatory based on religion and race, I have some words for the little boys of the world.

Little boy, body diversity, rainbow, self-esteem, colour of skin, race, religion, Jewish

I can’t help but feel sick that we live in a world where race is still an issue, where religion is an issue, where sexual-orientation is still an issue. What a world for our kids to grow up in.  All I can offer is this: A letter to that little brown boy. A letter to… Read More

The Test.

The Test

Today’s post is prompted by a writing challenge. It spoke to me. I’d love to hear about your thoughts on this challenge. You have the choice to erase one incident from your past, as though it never happened. What would you erase and why? The Test It was 1986, a temperate Summer’s day in Johannesburg,… Read More

I’m Not The Favourite.

Moms reveal their darkest secrets

Today’s post is a MOMfession by Tracy @ Momaical Blog.  What’s the MOMfessional? It’s a place where Parenting Bloggers can come to write about something that they usually keep hidden. It’s a place where we let our skeletons out of the closet and let ‘em dance! Welcome to the MOMfessional – a space where other parenting… Read More

I met a troll.

When I was a little girl, my mother would read stories to me about nasty, evil little trolls hiding under bridges, with the sole purpose of disrupting the day of innocent passers-by and causing undue stress and misery. When I grew up, however, unlike other mythical creatures, trolls didn’t disappear into the category of imaginary… Read More

Ten things the presidential candidates could learn from my child’s preschool teacher.


I’ve been observing the run for the American presidency with abject fascination.   It’s been quite a show, I must say – even from the opposite end of the world over here. Listening to the talking heads, watching the debates, seeing the sheer spectacle of it all has left me scratching my head and wondering… Read More

I’m being bullied.

There’s this girl I know. She hates me. She watches my life with avid fascination…every little thing I do. Mostly, I’m able to avoid her, but every now and again, she finds me. Yesterday, I was having one of ‘those’ days. You know the kind – when life seems too much and nothing goes according… Read More