Eversince I can remember, I’ve been fascinated by the Netherlands. When I learnt about it in school I couldn’t fathom the idea of a country being below sea level.
I could not stop laughing this week at this new song. I just had to try to translate it so that my non-English speaking friends can laugh with me…
Oh no! I cannot believe it is nearly February. Nearly a twelfth into the New Year and I’m still in the Christmas spirit!
The shops are getting ready for the Easter Fever, but I still feel a bit of the Christmas nostalgia lingering in the air.
Sometimes I miss being little. On Saturday evenings we would often sit outside as my dad makes a potjie. There are as many recipes out there as there are potjies, but of course, my dad’s Drunken Chicken Potjie is the best!
Let’s face it: South Africa still amazes me every time I go back there. Life there is just lived in exponentials.
As Winter is upon us and the first snow is falling I would like to share with you this beautifully warming dish.
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.