My thoughts about the world
Cape Town – So, is there a “bitch switch” or not? Cell C CEO Jose do Santos has had a terrible week for saying – on online radio station CliffCentral- that they do. After an outcry, he apologised. Then senior women managers at Cell C issued a statement supporting him, saying that while he had chosen some inappropriate words, these were “far outweighed [by] what he has done for every employee in this company, particularly…
Cape Town – When my niece was in Grade 2, she needed an empty shoebox for a project. This should have been simple – but it wasn’t. Neither my sister, my mother nor I had such a thing as an empty shoebox. I had to ask a colleague (who has beautiful taste in shoes) to bring one to the office so that the school could get its project.
Cape Town – It was a laundry basket that did it. As I have done for years, I pulled the wet washing out of the machine and put it in the basket. Then I lifted the basket on to the top of the washing machine, ready for hanging out the next morning. My back went into instant spasm – and the next morning I was being driven to the doctor for the first of many…
Cape Town – Every week, I have to come up with an idea for a column. Sometimes the idea is right there in front of me. Sometimes there are lots of ideas I just don’t want to touch. And sometimes there is nothing at all. This was one of those weeks. What, I said to my husband and son, am I going to write about? Jack, 13, had an instant response: write about Magic The…
Cape Town – I spent a couple of hours in paradise this week. Well. maybe not paradise exactly, but it is a gorgeous piece of Cape Town. I was invited to spend some time with Groot Constantia’s winemaker Boela Gerber, and so a gorgeous late summer Wednesday was spent on the country’s oldest wine estate rather than eating lunch at my desk. I’m on a steep learning curve in the world of wine and the…
Cape Town – Every week I am supposed to write a column. And this week, it appeared that my ideas folder had run dry. That’s partly because I am much pre-occupied with the dreadful, all consuming task that besets the parents of Grade 7 pupils: the finding of a suitable high school. We did some research and went to some school open days last year (on the sensible advice of a friend, who said that…
