Category: Experience

Amanda goes to hospital

I was admitted and waited for an hour while the nurse's phone kept ringing. I had to pee into what looked like the champagne flute I'd drank out of the night before. This was for a pregnancy test, an automatic precaution for all women of remotely child-bearing age.
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February 7, 2011
What happens on New Year stays on Facebook

We’ve all had a few embarrassing mishaps on Facebook. Even if you untag yourself, you can’t remove other people’s photos. Relationships end over this – “Uh, honey? Who’s this guy you’re hugging in the picture Alice took?” – and jobs can be on the line – “Feeling better Mike? Apparently the hottie you met at…
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December 21, 2010
Living in Joburg, 2010

We spent our last night in Cape Town in our small, empty flat in Gardens. We slept very badly on a blow-up mattress. Seven years of memories and freezing tiles kept me awake. I thought of all the parties, the dinners, the friendships made in this home. I went onto our massive wraparound balcony and…
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December 17, 2010
Bucket or Fuckit?

It seems everyone is making bucket lists again. Since I'm morbidly-inclined and the kind of person who wanted "Polly" and "Hurt" on my wedding playlist, I think this might be a good idea. On the other hand, I flicked through an issue of Psychologies the other day (despite Julia bloody Roberts' beaming face on the…
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October 13, 2010