Life asks more of us as we age One of the great ironies of life, is that more is asked of us, mentally, emotionally, spiritually and physically, as we get older. I’m reminded of the book ‘Skin Horse’, by Margery Williams, which I discovered in the book ‘Feel the Fear…

While l was out walking, one evening, l made eye contact with some of the people that l encountered, as people normally do. When l got back home, l had a realisation: up until that moment, l thought of interaction only as an exchange of words, spoken or written. [Side…

I’ve had the idea for a fair while, that handling our belongings, our material possessions, the same way that I imagine a structural engineer approaches their work, can make our belongings last longer. When a structural engineer designs and constructs a building or other structure, I imagine that one of…

Of a certain Bookshop, and a certain Book Once upon a time, there was a chain of bookshops called Kingstons, dotted across Zimbabwe. I only ever visited the shop that was in Bulawayo (the second-largest city that is southwest of the capital, Harare), on Jason Moyo Street, between 8th and…

I watched ‘The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring’ (2001) at the cinema, during the winter of 2002, and was utterly blown away by it. I related the wonders of what I’d seen, to my younger brother, who hadn’t gone with me. The sheer magnificence of that…

There I was. At home. Alone. In a two-roomed living space that was a work in progress (painting, tiling, installation of curtain rails, bathroom basin, and so on), a long way from completion. I had no clue what to write, though I desired to write. “The journey’s longer than I…

On the night of March 28, 2021, l made quite a discovery, while googling pictures of the actress Diane Lane. She’s perhaps most widely known nowadays, as Martha Kent in the ‘Superman’ and ‘Justice League’ movies. Before I share the discovery I made, let’s take a journey to the past…

I walked from home to town in a heavy downpour, one Saturday afternoon. All I had for protection was my trusty checkered golf umbrella. The heavy rainfall seemed as though it would never end. My denim pants, socks and shoes, were wet, as the rain came down at a diagonal…