Posted on May 27, 2010May 27, 2010Categories Experience, FamilyTags , , , 2 Comments on How To Choose a Husband

How To Choose a Husband

Adoration: Marry a man who loves you a tiny bit more than you love him. People are horrified when I say this, but women are more prone to the romanticism of uncertainty. It’s exciting. (Why do you think Carrie kept going back to Big?) In the long run however, you’ll always wonder if he loves you as much you love him. Marry a man who adores you and you’re far more likely to be happy.

Adoration: Marry a man who loves you a tiny bit more than you love him. People are horrified when I say this, but women are more prone to the romanticism of uncertainty. It’s exciting. (Why do you think Carrie kept going back to Big?) In the long run however, you’ll always wonder if he loves you as much you love him. Marry a man who adores you and you’re far more likely to be happy.

Posted on May 24, 2010Categories ExperienceTags , , 3 Comments on The Break-Up

The Break-Up

It’s been a long time since I dumped someone. I forgot how hard it is. First you cancel dates and avoid their phone calls, but eventually you have to “woman up” and tell them the relationship has run its course.

I did this a few weeks ago. My therapist was a great guy – I even set him up with a colleague – but I had achieved what I needed to.

I wasn’t a big believer in therapy until I met him. I thought it was a self-indulgent waste of money.

I used to work with a woman who would shout to the whole office each week, “Bye everyone, I’m off to therapy!”

It’s been a long time since I dumped someone. I forgot how hard it is. First you cancel dates and avoid their phone calls, but eventually you have to “woman up” and tell them the relationship has run its course.

I did this a few weeks ago. My therapist was a great guy – I even set him up with a colleague – but I had achieved what I needed to.

I wasn’t a big believer in therapy until I met him. I thought it was a self-indulgent waste of money.

I used to work with a woman who would shout to the whole office each week, “Bye everyone, I’m off to therapy!”

Posted on May 19, 2010Categories Cape Town, FoodTags , , , , ,

A passage to India

Bombay Brasserie itself nestles in another historic building adjoining the lobby – The Temple Chambers – a sunken, wood panelled lounge built at the turn of the century to accommodate the denizens of the nearby Supreme Court. Stepping down into its cosy interior you can imagine the whiskered barristers of old enjoying brandies and cigars.

The Brasserie experience is one of total immersion: from the moment you step through the doors and descend into the cosy lounge you are cosseted, fussed over, plied with delicious (if very sweet) cocktails and amuse-bouche and waited upon by no less than three separate staff.

Bombay Brasserie itself nestles in another historic building adjoining the lobby – The Temple Chambers – a sunken, wood panelled lounge built at the turn of the century to accommodate the denizens of the nearby Supreme Court. Stepping down into its cosy interior you can imagine the whiskered barristers of old enjoying brandies and cigars.

The Brasserie experience is one of total immersion: from the moment you step through the doors and descend into the cosy lounge you are cosseted, fussed over, plied with delicious (if very sweet) cocktails and amuse-bouche and waited upon by no less than three separate staff.