Our miniature sausage dog Rory can be a moody little bug*er, but it was definitely more than sulking this time – so we took him to one of our local vets, Laetitia Gaudeux. B2 came with me, holding him on her lap for much needed calm and support – I love that little guy, he…

It’s been quite a while since my last post, and that’s because I totally lost my mo-jo. I won’t bore you with all the reasons, but here’s one of them. I got asked to guest-blog on a well-known forum with the header ‘6 things you can do to be more eco-friendly’ and I didn’t want…

I was frantically scouring the shelves at The Crazy Store in Mowana Park, when I bumped into my daughter’s P.E teacher, Midge, similarly harassed. She was looking for creative ways to label bottles of wine for a 50th birthday party. ‘Large lettering!’ I suggest, tapping my reading glasses. We laugh, and she asks what I…

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…

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…

I eventually clicked that it was the wwT Wildfowl and Wetlands Trust that we had visited in London, not the wwF World Wildlife Fund And how long did it take me to work that out? 4 years, FFS ! Thank you facebook. Freakishly big brother. You can see why I thought I was not qualified for…

Shortly after we had relocated to Gaborone, capital of Botswana – a weird green ball appeared in our lemon tree. I stared at it for a while, wondering what it was, when a small, bright yellow bird flew in, holding some grass. It was soon chattering and weaving the strand into the intriguing contraption – Holy…