The Tswana Man

My life had become quite ordinary. I was busy driving kids to school, getting my radio shows ready, cooking and cleaning,    ( well, not so much of the latter) and feeling very bored and quite lonely as a single mum. I was on my own in this little country of Ireland. I had my […]

The Fringes of Irish Society

( This was copied from my blog Vlaming in Ierland/Fleming in Ireland) Imagine running away from home for fear of being bombed, tortured or killed. Imagine running away as fast as you can, your heart pounding, hearing your torturers run right behind you, coming closer and closer. Suddenly you see a beautiful house, full of […]