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I have a confession. Maybe it’s festive f*cking insanity or the dealing with daddy drama but a whole lot of clarity seems to be barrelling my way. Happy effing christmas right? Right. And before we roll into the new year, … Continue reading
Once upon a not-so-long ago, I took a little trip up the west coast to the quaint former fishing village of Paternoster. Now, it bears noting Ma Ngnui almost moved there 15 years ago – but didn’t (the real estate … Continue reading
Don’t get me started on this week – it’s been an emotional mare I’d rather shoot than ride again. I’ve been ripped apart remembering the sheer hell I endured back in Hout Bay and if you want tales of evil … Continue reading
I survived the drive through Hout Bay (crying over Chapman’s Peak to Tori Amos’ Scarlet Walk, the ubiquitous D. Nile breakup soundtrack) and the shooting squad yesterday, which turned out to be more freezing than firing. Let’s just say I’ve … Continue reading
* background * Typical Scarlet, I took 1 x proverbial bull by said horns and arranged the first formal date post prequel preparation (warning: do not try this at home!). Dax and I’d already spent a good couple of evenings … Continue reading
Prequel First few steps are rather exacting so I’ll forgive you if you wisely opt to give them a miss: unexpectedly fall in love with a good man you’ve know for a long time, move into a dream house with … Continue reading
Very quickly now as I’ve to go cast my meaningful municipal vote, I’d like to introduce you to a beguiling artist I met beneath the full moon last night. Someone else who knows the power of the pseudonym, Meredith Godrea, performs under the … Continue reading
This week is progressing better. I have committed to writing a 50,000 word ‘draft’ of a novel a’la my own personal NaNoWriMo and Dax is getting more sleep (he’s been plagued by nightmares since we decided to consciously let go … Continue reading