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Am I the only one?

I am kind. I am smart. I am important. I learned that from┬áThe Help. I am also independent, confident, loyal… I could actually go on forever because dating sites have taught me to verbalise my positive traits. However, I am … Continue reading

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The Chances of Finding Someone

Two ships are passing in the stillness of the night Each is drenched in darkness and searches for the light Neither is aware of the closeness of their fate They scan the blank horizon, disillusioned with the wait Chances come, … Continue reading

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Yes, no, maybe

Many years ago I joined a website that catered for South Africans living elsewhere. It covered great things ex-pats were doing, good things happening in the Fatherland, and ways to find people you had lost contact with. Then for some … Continue reading

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Why English teachers shouldn’t date

My reason for going back on a dating site could be one of many: – I want a boyfriend – I have lost my mind – I need something to blog about Which one do you pick? Oh, you have … Continue reading

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Happy New Year

I have decided to re-invent myself. I figure that at my age and stage I need to do something new. I accept that this is all part of my mid-life crisis. At the risk of repeating myself, however, a mid-life … Continue reading

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What kind of person am I??

Recently I advertised a window on Trade Me because I had bought it and it was the wrong size but I don’t blame my builder friend who measured the window space at my house and measured the window at the … Continue reading

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It’s a New Day

In this dream, she stumbles blindly down a street of unfinished paving. A sound escapes her downturned mouth but it is hard to tell whether it’s humming or moaning. Passersby would be forgiven for thinking she was drunk. Her stiletto … Continue reading

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