Heaps
Heaps. More important that you might imagine. Also Snogging.
Browsing Category: Stoicism
Fudge
Alice was our isiXhosa nanny. The almost two year old is going to play group now and then naps from twelve thirty till about three, so Alice’s role as a… Continue Reading
All manner of betrayers
I couldn’t sleep last night. Or rather, I’d fallen asleep with the four year old reading Enid Blytons, Famous Five (Five on Kirrin Island again). I’d like to say we… Continue Reading
Sorry for your loss.
How many stages of grief are there again? Five or seven. I have a suspicion its an odd number. Nine seems a bit on the high end though. Do we… Continue Reading
Eulogy #1
My Dad died last week. I did the eulogy on Wednesday. I’m posting it here for posterity. This is the first eulogy I’ve done, but I guess I’m entering that… Continue Reading
Books, Fundamental Joeyism, Stoicism
The modern iconoclast
He is ubiquitous. At once irreproachable and black-eyed sinister, he cheers us for a moment before we sense a sneer. He is the rubber-stamp guarantee of congeniality, designed for contagion:… Continue Reading
Bad!
Lockdown… day whatever. I’m eating raw herring for breakfast. And washing it down with a chocolate mint cappuccino out of a packet. I think these may be mental issues starting… Continue Reading
Lock it down
Herd immunity and/or flattening the contagion curve*. These are my latest buzzwords I’m throwing around with reckless abandon. I have no idea what I’m really saying. But I think in… Continue Reading
Mans search for breakfast
The bakery near my house where we have breakfast is closed for renovations until February. This is an unmitigated disaster in my life that has derailed my entire day/week… possibly… Continue Reading
Popcorn
As a neophyte stoic I fantasize about my own death quite regularly. Wait… does that sound morbid? I suppose it could also come across as suicidal. Really, I am none… Continue Reading