Ready Steady GO ECO!

My daughter got given a paper straw at The Splash Café. ‘Not plastic!’ I said, impressed. The owner (Neli) explained that she ‘hated plastic’ because Durban harbour was full of it, and all the seals had disappeared. She went on to say that she could not get eco-friendly containers for love nor money. My friend…

Urban Eco | 19 July 2019

Snakes on a Golf Course

I thought it was a joke when residents were advised to keep small cats and dogs inside, due to the sighting of a very large python somewhere near the 7thhole. We had recently moved into a very nice house on a golf course (Botswana) and I was absolutely freaked when said python was found –…

Life in Botswana | 12 July 2019

Going Green Turned out to be Tiny

I love humans. My friends, my family, we are mostly humans (if you don’t count dogs, cats and my brother’s beautiful leopard gecko, Gonville.) So it’s upsetting to be told that ‘we’ are destroying the planet.   ‘We’ get hoodwinked into buying expensive green alternatives, then told afterwards they are even worse ‘because.’ Bombarded with alarmist…

Urban Eco | 6 July 2019

‘There’s a frog in my milk!’

My friend Ben said he heard I wrote a book called The Frog theory. He told me his mother studied frogs in the Russian mountains, and her hosts produced fresh, cool milk with the tea. As she stared at the milk, wondering how they kept it cold, with no electricity or fridges – a live…

Frog Tales | 28 June 2019

WTF? Too Many Acronyms!

I started writing blogs in conjunction with publishing ‘The Frog Theory’ on the advise of a PR company. They said to blog about three things, and to stick to those three subjects, in order to start building an online presence. Choosing the first subject was easy. I immediately knew I wanted to write about urban…

Urban Eco | 20 June 2019

The Demise of Mr Pink, the guinea pig

Our daughter was given two male guinea pigs whom she named Jack…And Jacko. The logic of a three-year-old is a mystery to most, I don’t understand it either, but at least it was better than my friend’s daughter naming her cat-fish, Big Black Willy (after the whale, in Free Willy.) We noticed that Jacko was losing…

Life in Botswana | 13 June 2019

What a boar

I used to share a workshop with a girl from Zimbawbwe, long before I had ever even thought about going to Africa on holiday, let alone living there. I said wasn’t it a scary place and she said, not half as scary as Croydon, where she had already been mugged – Twice! Me. Enlightened. I…

Frog Tales | 19 March 2019

Weaver birds – The beginning!

Shortly after relocating from London to Botswana – I noticed a weird green ball had appeared in our lemon tree. I was wondering what it was when a bright yellow bird flew in, holding some grass. It was chattering and soon weaving the strand through the intriguing contraption – Holy fork – it was a nest!…

Urban Eco | 1 March 2019

Chubby Mermaids

The first time I asked for directions in Gaborone, the answer I received went something like this: It’s easy – go straight until you get to the robots, then go left. Go straight again until you get to the Barclays circle, then take a right. Errrrrr……yes, apparently, I did hear correctly. Should I ask a…

Life in Botswana | 28 February 2019

London to Botswana, 2013

Being a Londoner born and bred, I often dreamt of living somewhere exotic for a stint, so when my husband Jamie came home and said would I like to live in Gaborone for five years, I said yes! Shortly followed by ‘where is that, exactly?’ Having located Botswana on an inflatable globe we had knocking…

Life in Botswana | 29 January 2019