Pimp my View

This is the tower that overlooks my garden. I love this tower. Capetonians have a mountain and a sea, and that’s all very well. But I love my tower more. When it’s misty, it disappears completely, and when it rains, you can see direction that the rain is coming in from because one half will [...]

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Bagged #2

Well said, Rebekahn.   I couldn’t help thinking similar the day before yesterday as I wandered through the market  in Pondicherry (actually the new spelling is Puducherry) and  saw these hanging from a stall: 

So-called developed world leftovers.  A bit ironic, aren’t they?  I wonder how much money Tesco made off them.  I wonder if they were fair trade, too.  [...]

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From India, With Love

A quickie to say I’m in Pondicherry, about four hours south of Chennai, and that I’m in love.  No, not with the Kashmiri trader who promised unending love and to escourt me around India for a rupee a day, but with the deeply scented flowers of jasmine and lily of the valley which women here wear [...]

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Bagged

So I saw quite  few of these “garden in a bag” things when I was in England. At first I thought that they were quite cute, and a groovy little something for people who like the idea of growing things, but just don’t have the space. Truth be told, I even considered smuggling one or [...]

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In From the Cold

So I’m back from my wonderful 10 days in London.  I loved my time there, it’s an amazing city, even in the grim grip of the end of the year. I did all the things a first-timer should do and dodged crowds on Oxford Street, wandered all over the city, ate well, drank much beer [...]

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