Author Archives: Jonathan Ancer

About Jonathan Ancer

I'm a journalist, cryptic crossword junkie, podcaster, enthusiastic cyclist, Billy Bunter book collector and a Billy Bragg stalker. I have written five books: The Victor Within; Spy: Uncovering Craig Williamson; Betrayal: The Secret Lives of Apartheid Spies; Joining the Dots: The Unauthorised Biography of Pravin Gordhan (with Chris Whitfield); and Mensches in the Trenches: Jewish Foot soldiers in the Anti-Apartheid Struggle I love words and will post some of the columns and articles I have written over the years on this blog. They include: View from the G-spot (my time as editor of a community newspaper in Grahamstown), Virgin Cyclist (the build up to my first Cape Town Cycle Tour), Pop psychology (my take on fatherhood), Angry Utterances (10) (how crossword puzzles unlock the world's secrets and the meaning of life), as well as profiles and features I've written for the Sunday Times. I launched the Independent Newspapers Cadet School in 2010 and have been freelancing as a journalist/editor/media trainer since leaving the company in 2014. I've also produced a podcast biography series called Extraordinary Lives and an authors' podcast called Amabookabooka.

A tale of hope and miracles (and a lion)

When my daughter Rachel was five she was diagnosed with a very rare bone marrow failure condition called Pure Red Cell Aplasia. Three years later, she had a life-saving bone marrow transplant. On 1 April 2023, her donor Magda Lewandowska … Continue reading

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Ringing in the New Year

At 14:24 on Monday, 5 December 2022, my daughter Rachel walked up to a brass bell at the Rondebosch Medical Centre. She gripped the rope attached to the bell and swung it. The bell chimed. I swallowed the lump in … Continue reading

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Zoom Passover

It’s 15 minutes to Zoom Passover and I’m scrambling to get my seder plate together. The irony doesn’t escape me: the reason we eat matzah is because the Jews left Egypt at the very last minute and couldn’t wait for … Continue reading

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Grilling an octopus

2020’s hit documentary My Octopus Teacher has inspired a string of memes, spoofs and even a mockumentary. I grilled the pyjama-shark-dodging, shape-shifting, ink-squirting, fish-chasing, human-cuddling octopus about becoming an instant sea-lebrity. (Warning: contains puns!) Why did you decide to let … Continue reading

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Rachel’s Second Chance!

Rachel turned 12 on 26 November. She was a bright and cheerful baby and sailed through her crawling-walking-talking-toilet-humour milestones. When she was five we noticed there was something wrong – she would become so pale, her lips would turn grey … Continue reading

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Old School

A few months back I received a Facebook invitation to the Highlands North Boys’ High School Class of ’88 reunion. I marked that I was “interested”, but the truth is that I was ambivalent about going. It’s not that I … Continue reading

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Celebrating The Joy of Matt

For a few months at the beginning of 2018 at about 3pm every Friday my phone would ring … I’d be hoping that I wouldn’t get The Call, because that call meant pain! It was Matthew Buckland with his plans … Continue reading

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Amabookabooka: The Quarantine Chronicles

We have been running a daily interview with authors in lockdown for our special series Amabookabooka: The Quarantine Chronicles. The authors we’ve interviewed have written all sorts of books: crime (Deon Meyer), organised crime (Caryn Dolley), historical fiction (Fred Khumalo), speculative fiction … Continue reading

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Betrayal book launch

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How a Wombat and a Jackal kept the wheels of justice turning

When I was summonsed to be a judge’s mountain-biking sidekick, it was really a butt-bruising, hair-raising sentence The wheels of justice turn slowly … but 59km into the second day of the sani2c the wheels of justice stopped turning altogether. … Continue reading

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