Different is tiring

One of the things we’re told about Bloem is that everyone disappears in the holidays – more on this another day. When our first school holiday rolled around in March we were therefore… Continue reading

A catch up with Col

Our move here came about because of our family of churches, and the relationships we have. We value these relationships really highly, plus we share resources, ideas and encouragements. The connections span the… Continue reading

A cheeky Brexit story

The word “Brexit” conjures up a lot of different images for different people. We sat open-mouthed in bed in our ‘camping out flat’ glued to the TV for hours that morning. Eventually I… Continue reading

Inner Pom-Poms

At school here in SA you have to choose a sport each term, and one of the options at Evie’s school is “pom-poms”!  (We Brits would call it cheerleading, but I’m loving the… Continue reading

The Little Red Hen

My friend Chantalle who we met in the phone shop queue on day 2, has a bee in her bonnet about a lady she’s met called Ellen. It’s not hard to see why:… Continue reading

“A time to plant and a time to uproot”

In South African houses the winters are all about the sunlight. Let in the light – then you’ll be snug as a bug in a rug. Fail to let in light, or face… Continue reading

“A time to tear down and a time to build”

We are deep into Autumn here in the Southern hemisphere and it’s beautiful. It took me a while to realise what the difference is…. instead of foggy dampness we have bright skies which… Continue reading

The welcoming Free State

This post is a ‘thank you’ for a little girl I know in Bloemfontein called Isabelle. It was her mum’s birthday breakfast today and I was lucky enough to go along. Last night… Continue reading

Renovator Ron

We are three weeks into our major house renovation. Everything is covered in a fine layer of brick dust. You empty out the washing basket (not that the washing machine is necessarily working)… Continue reading

Origami, heatwaves and brickdust

The calm before the storm….     These were my last bits of decoration before we emptied our living area and kitchen – they’re made by the fair hands of my lovely friend… Continue reading