The Magic Number, Part 2

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Where were we? 

Right. Dinner in Stellenbosch. And here is a big man sporting big guns with ropy veins curling around them and a smile as wide as a Smokie. And Beatrice, our protagonist, is feeding off the plate

The Magic Number

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In December I woke up in a very charming, American style country home nestled in a spice farm called Uhoreru Farm in Loldaiga, Nanyuki and got onto a mountain bike. I cycled for 12 kms in the punishing heat,

They Were Left To Grow Like Trees In The Forest

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Kids are highly inappropriate. And rude. That’s why they don’t get invited to parties. Kids think it’s appropriate to ask anybody their age. [Cue squeaky voice: how old are you?] They are always asking about your age. Maybe that’s

Nothing Is Normal Today

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A good black dress for a widow costs 37,000 shillings. That is if you import it. For another 3,000 shillings you get a black veil. But she didn’t want a veil because she didn’t want to cover her face. …

A Cold 14th

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You remember the dark grainy night when your lover went into the rain and never came back. You sat on the old chair that belonged to your dead father and waited and waited and the rain stopped and the

Daktari Mgonjwa

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There were no doctors in her family tree. None. Just hunters and gatherers, teachers and masons, farmers and small scale traders, an engineer and a handful of lawyers. [What’s the collective noun for a group of lawyers, anyway? A …

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