Braai is probably the best ‘South African’ word there is. It just sounds so much better than BBQ. Even my Finnish family has adopted the word to their speech. And luckily, spit braai does not actually require you to spit.

When the sun is setting, between dusk and darkness, there is a moment when the light turns blue. And the world stops for a heartbeat.
Braai is probably the best ‘South African’ word there is. It just sounds so much better than BBQ. Even my Finnish family has adopted the word to their speech. And luckily, spit braai does not actually require you to spit.

Saturday was Midsummer in Finland. It is one of the biggest celebrations of the year in the north, and always makes me a little homesick. To celebrate, we had a little mid-winter fire and some good food with friends. And ironically, the weather was better in Joburg than what is was in Finland…
When Merlin was very little, I was working from home. Thus he initially felt he was more ‘my dog’ than Stuart’s. But that has changed. My lap is still the favourite in the evenings, but Stuart is definitely more fun. And more reliable in all this food-delivery business.

On some days playing guitar can be frustrating to Stuart. On others it seems to sing in his hands. Both ways, it is a passion. Albeit one he doesn’t have as much time as he’d like.
When I was a kid, I used to dabble with paints and drawing. One day my mum brought me these amazingly beautiful water colours from China. One set was black, and the other with all the different colours. My fingers have been itching for more than a decade now to use them, but I just can’t. They are way too beautiful to use.
On a lazy Sunday afternoon (or any other quiet moment really), you never see Stuart without a book or newspaper in his hand. (at least in digital format as in here…) It is OK though – you won’t often catch me without mine either.
Travelling is fun, but then there is home.
The Sacred Heart of Paris – more commonly known as Sacré-Cœur Basilica – is in my opinion a more stunning than either Eiffel tower or Notre Dame. It has a strong meaning to me – as well as to my entire South African side of the family. I never spend time in Paris without lighting a candle.
To finish off a great week in France, my mum came to meet me in Paris. A lot of gossip, walks and wine followed – as appropriate. In between, we made it to some sights in the effort of re-capturing iconic sights of Paris. And what could be more iconic than Notre Dame and the pigeons.

Merlin loves food. With passion. His favourite times of the day are the mealtimes and not a second is wasted in gulping down the food. He has also developed a very accurate internal clock for the mealtimes, and is diligent in ensuring we don’t miss the right moment – at least not by more than 10-15 seconds.