It’s A New Day After All

Today is a new day and I survived yesterday – when it was 44 degrees Celsius (111.2 Fahrenheit).  Yep, I know, totally unnecessary hey.  At the end of the work day when I dragged my worn out and withered body through the front door my only thought was shoot me now. Next I did was any self-respecting…

And. It. Felt. Good.

We welcomed the new year with friends, food while sitting lakefront  waiting for the fireworks to start.  As years go 2015 was not a cracker: maybe a sparkler or Catherine wheel.  There were times I spun so fast it was difficult to maintain focus but eventually life slowed, and a more settled and confident me…

St Andrew’s Prep School (1)

Boarding School Part 1 and Part 2 are precursors to this third post relating to my boarding school years and form part of my life story. *** The road trip from Kaptagat Prep School to the Nairobi airport was memorable for the speed at which we travelled. My father held his foot firmly on the…

Strawberry Renovation

Last night we enjoyed a harvest from the strawberry bath and tubs;  red, juicy and big too.  We topped them with coconut yoghurt imagined we were in heaven. A friend in our writing group was renovating her wheelbarrow of strawberries and gave us about twenty new runners.  The MOTH (Man of The House) and I nicknamed our friend…