Monthly Archives: July 2014

Big Bro Noakes is watching how you roll, okes

Welcome to our re-breaducation camp, designed by me, Tim Noakes – the high priest of high fat. The aim of these camps is to reprogramme people who have failed to embrace Noakesism. It’s not your fault you’ve swallowed the mielie-mouthed … Continue reading

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Long live flour power and the Anti Noakes Congress!

I’m writing this in a secret bunker on the 18th day of July 2044. I’m writing this because the truth needs to be told so that some day someone will find this and know that the world wasn’t always this … Continue reading

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A mensch is gone

It was with a Herman Caplan-sized lump in my throat that I made my way through last Thursday’s Business Day crossword. It was a puzzle Herman would not complete. Last Thursday, Herman, a close family friend and my crossword mentor, … Continue reading

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It’s the good advice that you just didn’t take…

I put my hand inside the cupboard, which I’d packed with treasures and keepsakes, then locked when I left my parents’ home. The cupboard remained closed because I had misplaced (okay, lost) the key. Two decades later (after a locksmith … Continue reading

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