Walking in my Father’s Footsteps
I cannot express my appreciation for the opening of Zonderwater on a non-public day, as it provided the incredible opportunity for my discov
Mamma – my Real-life Heroine
Perhaps naively, I forged ahead with only Mamma’s perspective of Italian life during and after World War 2. Life however involves other peop
Separated Sisters
As I look around me, my elder sister’s house has a terracotta tiled patio that envelopes two sides of their double-storied tin-roofed house.
A Family Wedding
The major ingredients however, the foundations upon which this event took place could not but be an African setting. The brief but formal ma
Reunion with Africa (on holiday) - Part 2/2
I’d forgotten about the noise of Africa. People shout; car exhausts roar - it’s a hubbub of busy-ness. Whether strolling the beaches, walkin
Reunion with Africa (on holiday) - Part 1/2
The dried-sweat smell of much handled tacky dollar notes is a familiar scent, and ironically stirred up some weirdly comforting memories. As
Seeing My Family Story in Print (Part 4 of 4)
I chose to get the manuscript professionally edited despite having lived and breathed my book for four years and being certain it had been a
An Unknown Element to the Family Story (Part 3 of 4)
Again at a crossroads on what to include and how to write it, my husband suggested alternating chapters that would reveal to readers the two
Writing the Family Story (Part 2 of 4)
Should I start at the end and come back to the beginning? Should I analyse it from a Freudian perspective making claims about why my mother
A Family Story (Part 1 of 4)
So many questions jumped out at me? How was I going to tell their story? Why was I telling their story? Where should I start and end? What s
