I’ve worn contact lenses most of my life. I was fifteen years of age when my world suddenly began to get fuzzy, and eighteen when my doctor diagnosed Keratoconus, a condition that alters the shape of the cornea and causes severe short-sight. So I went from wearing...
So earlier this week I had a mid-morning cuppa with a young lady, an American publisher, who also happens to be a writer. Had a good old chinwag about all things books, as only writers can do on a fine Tuesday morning, at Art Cafe. Sheer...
It's a bright, warm Friday afternoon - the kind that ushers in the weekend most beautifully. I've left the office early - it's barely 1pm but I'm heading right to the beauty salon. I have this luxurious new weave in my hair, and it's calling gently...
I’m a bit of an Introvert, I'll admit. So last Friday, I’m Netflixing and chilling, having recently discovered there’s actually a few things I can watch on this platform, though I’m way, way off its target audience. I’ve found a nice, sizzling documentary and.. (It’s possible to say...
Back when I was in business, one of my greatest strengths, I was sure, was my ability to stay focused on my work, at all times, no matter what. It was hugely, inordinately, important to me - my work - and took first, second and third...
It’s a warm, quiet night in May. My hubby and I are away from home, having made our escape from the offspring for a few nights. Our address is a beautiful cottage in North Coast, Mombasa, where we’re holidaying with friends - two other couples who’ve...
A dear friend asked me to post this story anonymously, as the party involved is - well - Kryptonite. Read on.. --- After our second date, I cried and asked God why HE would give me a temptation I could not resist. Let me tell you about this...
Whisky drove me to my knees. The Famous Grouse to be precise, my hubby's favourite at the time. He was always the life of the party, my husband, and I remember trying to keep up with him when we first got married, hanging out with him and...
It’s a chilly weekday, some time in mid-October. I’m going about my morning tasks when I receive a call. It’s a man. He doesn’t seem to know me personally, but definitely knows my name. And when he asks, I confirm that it’s me on the line. He...
My first experience with the amazing grace of God began with the death of a 9-month old boy. He had passed away suddenly, late one night, in the hands of a startled nurse at a well-known hospital. As I recall, the little boy had arrived at the...