Unicorns that poop rainbows

Again, I come back to where I belong. Where it all starts and ends. My soul. This blog has never quite been about my need to talk about my emotions. It has been… Read More →

iRollSA article – Street Comp 18 Feb 2012

So, I found this awesome rollerblading website with some awesome content, pictures and articles. from the rollerbladers here in South Africa.. you should check it out!  irollsa.com (they are also on facebook and… Read More →

I disappear

I know, I have been neglecting my writing and I continue to hope for at least a modicum of time to myself to try to explain to myself what has been happening in… Read More →

I have a brain. Please may I use it.

I have been sitting here for the past week trying to figure out what I want to tell you and therefore tell myself. I think that through writing it down my insight into… Read More →

In Vino Veritas (Dreams don’t die)

There are those that understand and those who do not, this passionate pleasure that you bring to my dreams in the midst of a dark night engorged in warm blankets and red wine.… Read More →

To set the record straight, M’Lord

  I have been absent in my writings of late for two reasons.   One, I am up to my eyeballs in crocodiles with the work load I’m carrying. This does not bother… Read More →

In vino veritas (You are my aphrodisiac and I am your Aphrodite)

Tonight, I yearn for you with such fervent desire that it feels like my dreams are reaching out from their sound slumber into my stark reality, making my wanton need escalate dangerously close… Read More →

Colour in the Lines

I love the law. Wow, shocker, I know, really stating the obvious there. But I do. I have many hypothesis’ that are revving to be smashed down onto paper for the whole world… Read More →

This is my interpretation

So I guess I’m obliged to write about this. I cannot ignore it, and I cannot just sweep it under the rug with the rest of my dirt and leave it for another… Read More →

Trots (Suid) Afrikaner

One of the fundamental things that you must understand is that I am, by birth and upbringing, Afrikaans. Yes, the last remnants of this British accent I have been accused of having is… Read More →