Category: Sketches

My first visit to Paris

Eiffel tower in Paris at night surrounded by clouds

It has been nearly 12 years since my first visit to Paris, France. I had a bucket list since I can remember and one of the things I wanted to experience was to be at the top of the Eiffel tower by my 25th birthday.

Planning a weekend city break to Vienna

I’ve always been a romantic at heart. Besides Paris, I’ve always imagined 18th Century Vienna as one of the most romantic cities on earth. To say that our visit was a slight disappointment is somewhat of an understatement…

It is time to make time

Sometimes it feels as if life is just racing by: the weekends are way too short and before you know it, the vicious blurry cycle starts all over again.

The difference between ordinary and extraordinary is that little bit extra…

Baked beans and poached eggs

I am a firm believer of many things.  One of those are that one should never settle for ordinary.  Always do that little bit extra to make the ordinary, well, extraordinary!

The Royal Wedding: A long wait on The Long Walk

Royal Wedding Nail art

One cannot live in England and not have some form of engagement with the Royal Family. The moment the engagement was announced, we agreed that we just had to be there.  

Sunday night blues

I love writing in Afrikaans.  It is an incredibly expressive language and you can describe feelings and emotions not only with flair, but also with wit, and in such a way that you can make anything less insulting by putting a ‘tjie’ at the end of the word…

We will remember them

Tonight I wish I could tell you a tale of a young man named Albert Brits that ended happily ever after, but sadly I can not.

Black Monday

Tomorrow South Africans all over the world will be standing up against farm murders in South Africa.

Am I a traitor?

I have posted a status a while back on Facebook when a so-called ‘friend’ lashed out at me by accusing me that I have ‘forgotten’ where I came from. Therefore, I would like to air my view.

When Dawn breaks

Apart from Cricket’s woeful song and Bullfrog clearing his throat in the distance, everything is quiet.  It is still dark.
But not for long.

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