He heard her crying…

The Daily Prompt: 20 March 2017 He could hear her crying through the bathroom door. The seething resentment burst into a full-bodied rage. The sounds of her mewling burrowed under his skin and enflamed every nerve ending. “Shut up!” he screamed through the door. He hobbled through the house searching for something, anything to make […]

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AtoZ: H is for Holidays or Hibernation

A parched survivor in the desert, my skin blistered and torn from crawling through endless grains of sand, I can see in the distance a shimmering light. Could it be? An oasis? A brief respite from this endless toil? My arms outstretched toward this miracle afraid to believe it won’t be snatched from me, a […]

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The Oscar Loo

Forget the Breaking Bad Lego Meth Lab, my kids made a Lego Oscar Bathroom. I think he might go into CSI when he grows up.

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Shine on you crazy diamonds

Thanks Shaun from http://prayingforoneday.wordpress.com for this lovely award and for late night insomniac chats. The Rules I feel ambivalent about rules. I tend to make things up as I go along. To quote one of my favourite pirates, Barbossa, they’re “more what you’d call “guidelines” than actual rules.” Display the award logo on your blog […]

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The bullet in the chamber

  You know you live in South Africa when… You call a barbecue a braai. You call a traffic light a robot. Just now means whenever I bloody feel like it. It’s also when you come home to three men armed with an axe, a knife, a hammer and a panga in your driveway and […]

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