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The Week That Was

Posted by on Apr 21, 2013 in The Week That Was | 0 comments

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And so the London Book Fair has ended. Those three terrifyingly busy days were over almost as quickly as they snuck up on me to begin with.

Most of my fair-related anxiety was with regards to speaking in front of a crowd, and getting lost on the tube – both of which were quite manageable in the end (also, we won an award!). In other news: if you ever need to practice a speech, I can really recommend the lawn in front of Westminster Abbey on one of London’s five sunny days.

We spent our evenings stalking Judy Dench and exploring London. We walked around Hyde Park and passed Buckingham Palace. Trafalgar Square, Covent Garden, and Soho also featured. We were waylaid by a secondhand bookstore boasting first edition Hemmingway (as well as Hitler, but we won’t dwell), and I ate bangers and mash in a pub, because England.

Oh, and Will Self autographed a book for me. I’m trying to find a way to fit that into a paragraph, but can’t. I’m just going to let it stand alone. I’ve been meaning to read his books for a while now, so I guess now I can read one with my name in it. Woo.

I’ve since migrated an hour or two away, just outside of Reading. I’ll be back in London in a week or so, but until then you can brace yourselves for my fine travelogue on the sights and sounds of Burghfield Common. You lucky thing, you.

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The Week That Was

Posted by on Apr 12, 2013 in The Week That Was | 0 comments

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Yesterday I baked a cake. Layers of chocolate chiffon sponge and dark chocolate ganache, topped with smooth, fluffy, pink rose-water icing. It was for my birthday party, and it was perfect (the party I mean, although the cake was delicious too).  All my lovely friends ate and drank and made merry with me, and I still had a reasonable amount of sleep and escaped with only having one and a half shots of tequila. That’s a win in my book.

I’m flying to London tomorrow for the London Book Fair. That means tons of last minute admin, and packing, and attempts at deadline meeting. Also, tea. Lots and lots of tea. Once all the work is don, it’ll be holiday time! I can’t wait. Best birthday present ever.

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The Week That Was

Posted by on Mar 17, 2013 in The Week That Was | 0 comments

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Things seem to be moving very quickly and very slowly these days. Monday gave way to Friday in an impossible blink, and yet I managed to finish a good chunk of work. I also managed to finish a book. I constantly feel like I could be doing more, though. If only I could give up compulsive television watching. Speaking of which, it is getting closer and closer to the release of the new Game of Thrones, and the second half of Doctor Who. I’m very excited.

This weekend I had sushi and wine, read The Hobbit, spent an entire day on Pinterest, and went for a glorious walk in Newlands forest. I  also watched a very enjoyable British spy movie called Page Eight. That’s about it.

Onwards and upwards.

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The Week That Was

Posted by on Mar 10, 2013 in The Week That Was | 0 comments

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There’s a month until I leave for the London Book Fair (and our amazing holiday afterwards). Things are starting to pull together, our accommodation is reserved, and train tickets are booked. I’m just starting to get nervous about the Shengan visa which I have yet to apply for. But, fingers-crossed I’ll be able to sort that out next week.

That, and taking measurements of our new home, x-rays and doctor appointments (for troublesome wisdom teeth), and loan applications. Oh, and getting medical aid and travel insurance, finalizing our itinerary, and tackling an ever expanding to-do list at work. *sobs*

It’s a mad time, with lots of admin to sort out, planning to do, house transfers to oversee, and work to complete before the very immovable deadline of April 12th. From the 26th I will be free for three whole weeks to wander the streets of foreign cities, and eat cheese, and do nothing and everything at the same time. I can’t wait.

Until then I’m getting myself through with some treadmill pounding, balanced with spoonfuls of Nutella. The final few episodes of The Wire, and a good book, have helped as well.

Illustration by FUCK! I’m in my twenties.

 

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The Week That Was

Posted by on Mar 3, 2013 in The Week That Was | 0 comments

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It was a busy busy week this week, so I needed a lovely relaxing weekend. This one was perfect.

Skrillex played on Friday night at the ostrich farm in Durbanville. We had VIP tickets, which was great, because it meant that we weren’t in the throngs of people by the stage, and no one was touching me or showering me with their sweat. I always appreciate that. It was a gorgeous night, we danced under the stars, and left early enough to skip the traffic.

On Saturday morning I met Kelly for a catch up chat over coffee/hot chocolate, and then drove to Kalk Bay to spend the evening with Za. She braved the icy rock pool water, we ate cake from Olympia Bakery, had dinner at Harbour House, and talked about art history until the early hours of the morning.

We finished our sleepover off with some morning shop browsing and a delicious breakfast at Ours, and then I went off to see what the Design Indaba had to offer this year. Jon and I ate El Burro food-truck tacos for lunch, and I had delicious plum ice-cream from The Creamery. It was all kinds of awesome.

Illustration by Conrad Roset

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The Week That Was

Posted by on Feb 14, 2013 in The Week That Was | 0 comments

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It’s been a hard couple of weeks news-wise in SA. As a  result a lot of things have begun to feel banal. Things like Valentine’s Day. It seems incredibly trivial to be buying flowers and eating out, when just weeks ago Anene Booysen was raped and brutally murdered. And she was not the first victim, nor will she be the last in the slew of violent crimes against women in this country. Then, Ocsar Pistorius shot his girlfriend when he allegedly mistook her for a burglar. Whether or not his defense is true, it is tragic – a woman lost her life – a fact that most media outlets only seem to be giving a cursory acknowledgement to. The way the media is dealing with this case is disappointing. It’s also incredibly disappointing that this news was receiving around 100 tweets per second this morning (as the story became ever more exploitative in it’s speculation), while the State of the Nation Address was getting 16 tweets. Though, I suppose, if it takes a famous person’s trial to make South Africans interested in how our legal system works, so be it.

Two days ago I was reading the National Development Plan’s vision statement, written by Anjie Krog and Njabulo Ndibele. They write from the imagined perspective of South Africans in 2030. It’s very inspiring stuff.

South Africa belongs to all its peoples.

Now, in 2030, our story keeps growing as if spring is always with us.

Once, we uttered the dream of a rainbow.
Now we see it, living it. It does not curve over the sky.
It is refracted in each one of us at home, in the community, in the city, and across the land, in an abundance of colour.

When we see it in the faces of our children, we know: there will always be, for us, a worthy future.

And when I read it I was overcome with hope, I felt empassioned. Today I feel numb. I feel like I need some good news. Some spirit lifting. I think we all do.

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