Will and Kate – Proud Parents at Prince George’s Christening

24 10 2013

Prince George, the 3 month old son of Prince William and the Duchess of Cambridge, Kate Middleton, was christened yesterday at St James’s Palace. Now this took me back to 1982, when Prince William was christened. In fact, on the 4th of August 1982, Prince William Arthur Philip Louis was christened by the Archbishop of Canterbury, Dr Robert Runcie, in the Music Room at Buckingham Palace.

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Local Celebs Chat to Mzansi Life & Style

9 02 2013

Read what celebs told me about their future plans in my latest blog post on www.mzansilifeandstyle.com – please follow to keep up to date with what’s hot.

Follow my new blog – Mzansi Life & Style

2 01 2013

Hello everyone,

I recently started a new blog all about Life and Style in Mzansi (the vernacular word for South Africa). Please do check it out and follow it – just fill in your email address and you will get updates each time I write a new post.

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Happy reading.

The Glamour that was the Pan Am Stewardess

27 09 2012

I started watching the M-Net Series channel program called “Pan Am” recently. It took me back to 1989 when I was in Standard 8 (Grade 10) and I had to make some serious decisions as to what I wanted to do as a career. I wanted to do something that would allow me to travel and see the world, something that would be exciting and not 9 to 5.

My dream was to become an Air Stewardess, or Air Hostess, as they used to be called. But alas, back in 1989, South Africa was still in the throes of Apartheid and people of colour were not allowed to be Air Hostesses. So it seemed that my dreams of “flying the friendly skies” were dashed!

Anyway, upon considering some other career options, I realized that I would much rather be served by an Air Hostess (I recall someone referring to the job as a glorified waitress) flying first class international, instead of the being the one doing the serving. This “aha moment” lead to my decision to enroll at the University of Cape Town to do my Bachelors and Honours degrees in Social Science.

Well, I’ve flown many times, and the job is certainly not what it used to be like in the series “Pan Am.” The glamour is totally missing and it seems that anyone these days can be an Air Hostess, apparently, you don’t even need to know how to swim!

Anyway, for those of you who have not yet seen the series “Pan Am,” here is a trailer. If you long for a bit of glamour and nostalgia, head back to the 1960’s and don your air hostess hat, stow your tray tables and get ready for take off!

Thank you for flying with Mish Mash of Memories!

Frankies vs Woolies: score one to the little guy

3 02 2012

Frankies vs Woolies: score one to the little guy.


12 08 2009

I watched the movie called “Shutter” on M-Net the other day. It’s about ghostly images that appear in photographs. Now, I know the movie was your run-of-the-mill ghost flick, as only the Japanese can perfect and then the Americans do a second class job of the re-make, but it was eerie. Then some of the images I saw in film, reminded me of something…they seemed familiar. I had seen those images in some of my own photographs.

What do you think this smoke is?

What do you think this smoke is?

The photographs were taken when I visited Hamburg in Germany in 1995. One of them was taken at the lake in the middle of the city called the Alster, and the other was in a forest type area. Nobody was smoking when the photographs were taken, so it could not have been that. The other photographs on the spool of film came out perfectly, so it could not have been a spoiled spool either. The images are non-descriptive, no faces can be seen, and it does look like a cloud, but how could it get there?

Ghost at the Alster Lake in Hamburg?

Ghost at the Alster Lake in Hamburg?

I was alone at the Alster lake and it was already dark, and the other picture was also taken after night fall, but there were other people around.

I once went to an angel workshop, where you were supposed to get in touch with your guardian angel. I didn’t reach mine, but they passed around some interesting photographs. These also had that smoke-like effect or ghost-like images, and they were taken at someone’s wedding. The angel workshop people said that it indicated the presence of angels. Of course they would, and I felt better when they said this, considering the alternative.

If these images appear in various other people’s photographs, then could they be real? Makes you think, doesn’t it?


17 06 2009

Back in 1988, having a pen-friend was the latest trend at my school. My friends and I would search the pages of UK music magazines like “SMASH HITS” and the German “BRAVO,” to find interesting people to correspond with. These were the days before emails and internet, instant messaging, smses, cell phones and social networking sites. Can you believe that, nowadays, actually putting pen to paper is considered archaic?

When our penpals eventually wrote back, it was so exciting. We had a hand-written letter from someone who was “overseas”. Now this may seem mundane to some, but having access to someone other than your small, and usually Coloured only community, was a big thing in 1988 Apartheid South Africa.

We brought the letters to school and allowed our friends to read them, ever so proud at receiving personal correspondence from abroad. These were the days at the height of the Rick Astley phenomenon, circa 1988.
We used words like “kief” meaning cool and “larney” meaning posh. We danced to songs like “Never gonna give you up” and were ecstatic when we read that our penpals were listening to the same LP. Yes, LPs or records were what we listened to in the 80’s.

The content of these letters were much the same as what we were going through as teenagers, but somehow, theirs always seemed cooler. I guess because, they took annual holidays to places like Majorca, and it was so natural and the done thing. My friends and I were lucky if we saw Durban!

I still have some of those letters. I kept the funniest and longest ones, mostly from my penpal from Norfolk in the UK. I read with delight her escapades with her boyfriends, her holidays and her family life. In some ways, it was everything “normal and nuclear” that I yearned for in my own so-called dysfunctional family. Years later, she came to visit me and vice versa, and that was when it dawned on me that her life was far from perfect.

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