Category: Writing

Czech Yourself Before You Wreck Yourself

Czech Yourself Before You Wreck Yourself

Service in Germany is a mixed bag. It’s lank efficient but they seem to take pleasure out of trolling tourists. We went to the Tourism Office in Hannover to try and buy a SIM card and the woman there tried to sell us a monthly train ticket. If you work in the Tourism Office, surely, …

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Excess Baggage

Excess Baggage

My Emotional Support Animal, Mands, tells me that, ‘You either have a good time, or a good story.’  Well, strap yourselves in for a heroic tale about air travel, the weirdest guy on the aeroplane, an early morning hunt for a clinic at Nairobi Airport, a busting suitcase of pharmaceuticals, and Chlamydia. For an extra …

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Are Ants Colourblind? A Paper Trail.

Are Ants Colourblind? A Paper Trail.

It’s holiday time for kids, and I can honestly feel the seismic shift in happiness. I still remember watching the second hand move, and then the collective breathing in, and silence… And then the shrill gleeful sound of the school bell shattering through our bodies. Today these two gorgeous young whipper snappers came into the …

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Fuck the Unicorns, I want Aragorn

Fuck the Unicorns, I want Aragorn

There’s a popular dating metaphor about unicorns. Everyone is in search of these elusive unicorns- the “perfect man” or the “perfect woman” (if we’re working in gender binaries). By my measure, my limited insight into Tinder, everyone thinks they’re a fucking unicorn. The age of digital media and popular folklore has led us to believe …

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Game of Moans

Game of Moans

Put on your seat belts folks, and bust out those half time oranges! There’s an old rugby cliché that the two Davids seem to be embracing; ‘Well that was a game of two halves’… And boy oh boy don’t they look like a couple of Naases. Apparently there are psychologists cashing in on all the …

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Catch of the Day

Catch of the Day

A brief observation involving smoked trout, a woman, and her 3 (4?) year old daughter. Woolies Dean Street really is the gift that keeps on giving. And, now that they’ve revamped they’re really killing it from the perspective of attracting a new class of wanky shoppers. I’m a wanky shopper. I love Woolworths and I …

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