A few weeks ago, maybe months even, I wrote about the bus driver who drove away from me when I was so close, so so close, I thought he must have been mis-handled as a child; which may have damaged his sense of empathy (or sympathy). Unfortunate what our upbringing can do to us. Today, … More Not all bus drivers were abused as children; apparently
That is a book I want in hard cover so the next generation can read it. Immortality projects and the Cape of Good Hope drama had me hooked on a Saturday morning. If you want to know more, read the F*cking book!!
Delusional, I know. I am born Kenyan. So I feel a kind of pride in the name Obama, though according to his birth certificate, he is American. Most of the jury in my head is still out on that one. I am a woman, so I feel my feathers flutter every time Mr Obama, the … More Bye Bye Michelle!!! Finally you are leaving President (Mr) Obama!
In December, I read an interesting piece which challenged gentlemen to avoid Scandinavia because their services were really not needed. Or appreciated. Today, on my way home from work on the commuter train, the presence of a gentleman made itself felt. And I immediately remembered the piece referred to above. So when I got home, … More Gentlemen alive and well in Scandinavia