Two weeks ago I wrote this article for The Sunday Times, it’s about how I struggled to find appropriate names for my character’s penises and vaginas when I wrote my latest novel, This Way Up. There are plenty of names out there for our organs, don’t get me wrong, but none of them really roll…
Category: vuvuzela
Wozela
So what do you think of when you think of The Soccer World Cup? Ummm Soccer. No, what else? Bafana Bafana? No, something else. High prices? No another thing. Those SA flag side mirrors and cool arm sock things that you love? No man, not those (although you’re right, I do love them), something else….
the worst idea ever
About a week ago my next door neighbour bought a vuvuzela. (Along with the rest of the nation.) And when he was busy blowing that thing tunelessly at 4am the other morning I thought oh my G-d, the vuvuzela, that is the worst idea ever. Now please, don’t think me unpatriotic. But really, as a…