Opinion

Fried scorpion anyone?

I had just started working this morning when I heard the familiar clack-clacking of the neighbour’s electrified ‘snake fence’ once again frying something to death.

Early Morning Edition: A short story

Bob feathered the propeller but the engine continued to spit chunks of metal, con rods, spark plugs and other bits at the fuselage. The trip was fast becoming a nightmare.

What’s in a name?

The high pitched wail that came from the truck made my blood run cold, and James turned a shade paler. It was Tulip yelling as her first labour pains tore through her young body.

Bloomer in the wings

In my time I’ve had a fire back stage and alas, a producer who slipped while taking beers for the guys up on a lighting platform and was killed outright on the cement floor below.

A not so happy holiday

The child must have had a way with dogs. Pushing the gate open, the child walked calmly to the dog and whispered in the dogs left ear. Like magic, the great animal cowered, gave a yelp, and ran to a far corner of the dog pen…

A Troll named Orsk

Trolls are not well known in Africa yet there is no doubt in my mind that they do exist, together with the Tokoloshe and other spiritual beings of African folklore.

Climbers, stranglers and epiphytes

The woodland habitat has many species of climbers and epiphytes. It makes sense, because why stand on your own legs when there are so many trees to lean on?

The Right Approach To Christmas

All right, whatever you do, don’t panic. Keep calm, stay calm, because yours truly is about to give you some really good advice on coping with this fascinating time of year.

What’s for dinner?

This has to be one of the most age old questions asked by children/teens (in particular) every day for centuries: What’s for dinner?
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