Family fun on Sunday for my Dad’s 76th birthday. My 5 year old nephew labelled everyone with numbers :-). Hands belong to me, my niece and my nephew.
Look at this beautiful rose. It’s almost the end of autumn and my rose bush is full of roses!
South Africans queuing up to vote in the 2014 National and Provincial elections. I queued for 1h45m. Wild horses could not keep me away from making the mark that counts. The day was a public holiday. I voted in the morning and napped in the afternoon, a welcome mid-week break – there should be one every week. In the 1st democratic elections in 1994 I queued for 5 hours – wild horses could not keep me away…
Mozambican-born Portuguese South African; reflecting on travel, writing, editing, life, family and change that has social impact; chief wide eyed in wanderer, wonderer and bottlewasher
