Being a frightful Francophile, it’s probably unsurprising that I am rather fond of Franschhoek. My association with this charming Boland village goes way back. (It is of course obligatory to call it a ‘village’ as it’s far too charming and elegant for the rather ordinary moniker of ‘town’.) Now I’m not going to say how far back, as I’ve been [...]

As I’m writing this, it's 7:55pm on a Saturday night. Am I adding the finishing touches to my über fabulous hit-the-town look? No. I’m in my PJs on my cream couch (the covers of which I have to wash frequently, care of a certain black feline called Merlot). I admit this is pity worthy and probably made worse by the [...]