An ordinary life with a dusting of luxury.
The shops are getting ready for the Easter Fever, but I still feel a bit of the Christmas nostalgia lingering in the air.
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…
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.
Tomorrow South Africans all over the world will be standing up against farm murders in South Africa.
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.