I’m in a taxi, as I do every day… This lady is busy on her phone and this other guy comes and sit next to her, the guy sees an opportunity…and within the first 2 minutes she responds “By the way, I’m in a relationship we’ve been together for some time now and its serious”…Their...
Category: Conversations
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Nairobi Nights: Coming Out Of The Closet
I will digress a little today and write about a thing or two that has happened since I started this blog about two weeks ago. I have received quite a number of emails from people who want to meet me both for personal, business and activism purposes. And other mail from people who wish to...
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Rituals.
I remember hearing the Drake song “Successful” for the first time and I could relate even though I had no understanding what success meant for him. I just wanted success whatever success meant at the time, money, cars, clothes etc. You start working on your dreams and you realize that they demand more from you...
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Nairobi Nights: Sex With A Cause
Late in my high school years I was a rebel without a cause. After listening to some Millie Jackson I reasoned I could develop a feeling bitchy attitude like her. Or look like her in that cover jacket where she is seated on a toilet bowl with her pants down. Certainly there was nothing I...
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Sharpeville Beer
I attend a lot of alcohol events in Johannesburg, and they all have some sort of history of where and when they started – most of them are still family owned. You can sense the pride when the story is told that the great, great, great grandfather started this whiskey or cognac for whatever reason...
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It’s A New Dawn …
Change comes in all different shapes and sizes and like Oprah said if you listen to the whispers of your life you will understand where your life is trying to take you therefore you should well prepared. I have been going through changes, big changes and subtle changes. While others are hard not to miss,...
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Redefining Masculinity
I was weird looking when I was growing up, I looked like a girl when I was a child – I would wonder what my parents thought about it at the time. I had a lot of soft features such as small eyes, small ears, eye lashes enough to be teased that I was putting...
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The Fast-Love Professional …
Friends call me “the fast-love professional”, and they’re not far off. I fall in love easily and quite often. And it’s often with the wrong type of man. Sweet and sensitive, Dick bought me flowers and opened the door for me, before turning out to be a psycho Harry, screaming at me for calling other...
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Introducing an English Wife to my Zulu Ancestors
[dropcap_sty color=”” back=”” font_weight=”normal/bold”]I[/dropcap_sty]AM not getting married to my English wife again anytime soon. Yes, folks, the whirlwind wedding ceremonies (four already down) wagon came to a screeching halt at the Easter Weekend. Readers of this column will recall that in the piece titled “Four Weddings Down and Three More to Go,” I wrote thus:...
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Four Weddings Down and Three More to Go
I LOVE MY WIFE. This is not some scientific fact but an emotional reality. I love her so much so that I have already been married to her four times, and three more weddings ceremonies are still outstanding. Here is the genesis of my love story: There are two versions as to how I met...