Living alone, gigs and working from home: lessons for lock down

In the early 1990's, after living in Johannesburg for eight years, I moved to Queenstown, a small farming town the Eastern Cape.  It's probably best known for its schools (my ex-husband-to-be was a teacher), and sheep.  Mostly for wool.  I had no job and although I'd trained to teach, hadn't.  I didn't want to.  The … Continue reading Living alone, gigs and working from home: lessons for lock down

Gigs, Headlines and Sound Bites – in the time of Covid-19

Where to begin? That I've been working in the gig economy since before it was a "thing"? Or that I have been self-employed for nearly thirty years, effectively selling my time expertise to clients that are prepared to pay for it? Notice I didn't say value?  Because often it wasn't valued.  Particularly in the last … Continue reading Gigs, Headlines and Sound Bites – in the time of Covid-19

Leeky vegetables with a Steem(y) virus rant on the side

February left in a flurry.  So much so, that when I potted my bits for the market on Friday, I set the sell by date for March, not April.  I only realised as I was getting myself together on Saturday morning - after having posted this photo to Instagram! Oops!  Sell by date can't be … Continue reading Leeky vegetables with a Steem(y) virus rant on the side

Fusion Flat Breads

I loathe coleslaw.  It's a long and irrelevant story, summed up in two words:  institutional food.  In my case, that was boarding school, followed by university.  By the time I reached university, I just simply didn't eat what I didn't like.  At school, that was less possible.  However, more than forty years later, coleslaw remains … Continue reading Fusion Flat Breads

Tremendous Trees – II

The colours of the dripping Acacia gum are beautiful. It forms the most magnificent stalactites that deposit resin onto mounds of wannabe stalagmites on the ground below. Unless you are looking for them, though, gummy the piles are well camouflaged and easy to miss.