When Good Friday turned bad
In accordance with my annual tradition, I'm republishing a column I wrote some years ago.
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I was making an emergency house call on the bad yellow-eyed woman when I stumbled across a...
Petty thefts and passion plays
Trawling through this berserk electronic mental penitentiary infested with food, cats, babies and bloodshed, I came across Robyn informing her Facebook friends that her phone had been stolen. This hea...
When Good Friday turned bad
I was making an emergency house call on the bad yellow-eyed woman when I stumbled across a rapidly forming mob at the old harbour in Hermanus. Sensing a fight in the making, I pushed my way to the fro...
When Good Friday Turns Bad
In keeping with the spirit of Easter, here's something I wrote a few years ago.
I was making an emergency house call on the Consort when I stumbled across a rapidly forming mob at the old har...