When I was about eleven years old I stumbled upon my first “grown-up” novel – a thriller titled The Naked Face, by acclaimed author Sidney Sheldon. The book was hugely popular at the time - a veritable bestseller - and is still available on Amazon...
Clear blue water, sparkling warmly in the pool, a beautiful cottage, delicious meals and wonderful company. That’s what I remember of December, 2009. My hubby and I had travelled to Mombasa, together with our kids and one other couple - good friends - with their kids. A...
At the end of the 2013 General Elections, I found myself suddenly idle, with nothing to do with my time. I had been part of a busy campaign for one of the candidates, a Believer taking a shot at politics, and had become used to the...
Today is the 23rd day of the New Year, and I still haven't got round to drumming out some serious resolutions. Perhaps it’s because I generally delay getting back to work until the kids go back to school. I gave up trying to do anything meaningful...
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...
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 straight to the hair salon. I need to get there early enough, so that I can be home in...
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...
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...