Posted by John on July 19, 2010 ·
One of the Koo taglines is “It’s the best you can do…” Mmmm….so when you open you your Creamy Sweetcorn you kinda expect it will be the best you’ve tasted in a while…..that is I guess, until you realise your tin is full of beans in tomato sauce.
The last time this happened to me was when I was in the army and we had to choose our unlabelled tins of food. [...]
Posted by John on December 19, 2009 ·
Okay, so it may sound absurd to talk about a bustling, quiet getaway, but for 7 days now, visiting a sleepy seaside resort has been nothing short of trying to put your last order in one minute before happy hour closes. I haven’t stopped jumping up and down, waving my arms around and screaming a lot. All the promise of lazy afternoons and late wake up calls, or reading books without a moment’s [...]
Posted by John on November 30, 2009 ·
I have to admit, not by design really, but more by circumstances, that I find myself starting the holidays a little earlier than normal. The reason is that my new home will only be ready in January, and I had to get out of my last home today!!!!
So now I live in a small beach town 100 kms away from the city. For the next two weeks I have to travel through to drop and fetch kids from school. Waking [...]
Posted by John on November 19, 2009 ·
Well, it’s official folks. It’s crayfish season in SA and the locusts are sitting here mouths watering waiting for the new season’s first catch to be presented by the one who calls herself my sister. Although we all refer to her by her scientific name, “gambero cacciatore”.
Being the most feared crayfish hunter south of the Parrot Crossing, it is no surprise that everytime [...]
Posted by John on August 29, 2009 ·
So the Friday started well with the idea of successfully ridding ourselves of 2 of our 3 human locusts stirring up some “I feel young again” spirit. You see the locusts named Angus and Ceara bring a sort of mayhem to the house that you’d normally find at the wrong end of a myth busters show. So imagining what it was like to only have the little locust with us, named Emma, was, if [...]