“The answer is that we are not helpless in the face of our first impressions. They may bubble up from the unconscious – from behind a locked door inside of our brain – but just because something is outside of awareness doesn’t mean it’s outside of control.” Malcolm Gladwell, Blink: The Power of Thinking Without
Recently I have been to stay with my cousin, Judith Saulez and family in Durban. It was great to be able to spend some quality time with them. Their three daughters go to Durban Girls College. When I was twelve I went there for two years. I was a weekly boarder and I remember those
The thing is to love life to love it even when you have no stomach for it, when everything you held dear crumbles like burnt paper in your hands and your throat is filled with the silt of it. When grief sits with you so heavily it’s like heat, tropical, moist thickening the air so
(Dulce et Decorum est Pro patria mori) On the evening that B and I had planned to spend with Janet Suzman in London, she told us that unfortunately she would be out as she was performing in a concert. I pricked up my ears. “Concert? Would you mind if we came too?” Two tickets were
I stared at the photograph on Jan’s fridge. It was of a man dragging a woman across the floor by her arm. “That’s from Porgy and Bess,” she said, “Amusing, don’t you think?” “Amusing! No, I don’t find it amusing. It’s actually abhorrent!” “Feminism, that’s why I put that picture there, Gaynor, feminism!” She gave
This royal throne of kings, this scepter’d isle, This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, This other Eden, demi-paradise, This fortress built by Nature for herself Against infection and the hand of war, This happy breed of men, this little world, This precious stone set in the silver sea, Which serves it in the
TICK…TOCK…TICK…TOCK…TICK… You can’t speed up or slow down time. It just carries moving regardless, relentlessly pressing on…and on…and on… TICK…TOCK…TICK…TOCK…TICK… I have just spent a blissful night with the beautiful Cassie Bassett nee Holliday and her lovely family. I recall performing in a show with Cassie’s Mum, Shelagh Holliday. One Sunday the cast was
Because of my accident, I have only 40% eyesight and no depth of field awareness so I am unable to drive. I walk everywhere. To my unutterable delight, my apartment is directly behind a Spar supermarket. It is a really great shop. It’s always clean and the shop assistants are friendly with ready smiles.
I am on holiday! I love being on holiday. GOING on holiday however, is the most unbelievable schlepp! Firstly, the packing! You can’t imagine how difficult it is packing with only one hand? I am naturally a right handed person. But due to my spasticity resulting from my accident my right hand is now useless. My