The Birds and the Bees

One thing about living in Africa is that I am confronted with how privileged we are on a regular basis. Especially when something happens in one of the townships and you see people losing what little they have and then just getting on with life. There were 2 fires in our village this week. On …

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3 Roots

When I meet new people they often cannot place my accent as I have absorbed a bit of each of the places I have lived. When I first moved to Los Angeles no one could understand my drawl. I had to tone down the Scarlet O'Hara-ness of it just to avoid people taking the mickey …

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