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To my mild bemusement, I received this two days ago. What would you do?
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So I was catching up on my fwiends page tonight when I saw this post of extemporanea's, which includes the following suggestion:
Pick up the nearest book to you.
Turn to page 45.
The first sentence describes your sex life in 2012.
My books were in other rooms and I did not know which one would be closest to me but I was determined to take the risk. The nearest ( Read more... )

Hello ( Read more... )

Simon's Town is a villagey area in the southern reaches of Cape Town. My mother and stepfather live there with two extremely angular, well-loved cats. Their house perches high on the windy slopes of the mountain, overlooking the sea ( Read more... )

After intensive bureaucracy wrangling, we now have the following:

• Polish temporary passport, required for Iza to leave SA and enter UK, valid for 3 months without restrictions.
• South African temporary passport, required for me to leave SA, valid for 12 months without restrictions.
• British temporary passport, required for me to enter UK, usable only ( Read more... )

Iza and I recently experienced a nasty little instance of South African crime. The good thing is that we are ok. (That outcome was not guaranteed.) The bad thing is that our valuables, including passports, are gone ( Read more... )

Iza and I will be visiting South Africa soon. We leave London on Friday night and return early in the new year ( Read more... )

On Friday night we were sitting down to dinner when I heard a dripping sound ( Read more... )

Higher up and higher we spiral

When we get high enough we'll drop the bomb

But the higher we go the smaller the bomb gets

And the higher up we'll have to drop it from

This isn't one of the promised updates covering recent months; it's just about tonight. Apparently, since I have started journalling again, I am journalling again ( Read more... )