In the US and Canada, June is Pride Month. We’ve come a long way from 2001 when South Africa was lucky to have its first Pride Week in Johannesburg, a concept that has apparently continued since we invented it. I
It has been said that I am the luckiest person I know, not least because I keep avoiding death by misadventure. At times I feel like Devon Sawa in Final Destination. One evening in November 2017, my lovely husband made
In my post about living with autism, I mentioned an incident from boarding school: I once took a phone message for a fellow pupil to call his family urgently. His father had died. I didn’t deliver the message. When the
This is one of the hardest posts I’ve ever written. On a late afternoon in July 1991, I spent several long minutes in a police holding cell, at the Randburg police station, to think about what I had done earlier
Two major events took place in 2001, exactly a month apart. On 11 August 2001, my boyfriend at the time and I decided that I should play hooky from work. He was a student and wanted to go ten-pin bowling.
When I was ten years old I almost died*. It was a Thursday afternoon at 4:50pm. The very last episode of my favourite show in the world, The Littles, was starting at 5pm and my mother had just asked me
Between 2 and 6 May 1995, the Computer Faire & BEXA was held in Johannesburg. A young company called Internet Africa had a stall, and was selling modems and dial-up subscriptions to get online. We chose, on my mother’s advice,