Category Archives: Personal stories

I have for a number of years been popularising Kwanzukanaliamaseid – a mashup of all faith-based solstice or other astronomically-defined celebrations – via what is now Xwitter. I used our collection of animals, flowers and trees made from fencing wire … Continue reading →

As COVID ground on, so I bought Kindle SF books – quite a LOT of Kindle books – and read them, and quite often reviewed them on the Amazon site. As I have now done a few times, I am … Continue reading →

I’ve done a fair bit of reading in lockdown, so here’s a selection of reviews! It only takes me back to my birthday this year, in fact B-) The Omega Protocol (Cade Korbin Chronicles Book 4; 4/5)  Unexpectedly good So … Continue reading →

Even as a science fiction fan AND a virologist, who binge-watches zombie series and is trying to write a couple of virus-themed stories…I never saw this coming. Sure, I’d been scared in 2003 when the original SARS erupted – and … Continue reading →

Professor David Hedding from the distance-learning hub that is the University of South Africa, recently published a “World View” editorial in Nature decrying what he calls the “publication payouts” that are given by SOME South African universities to their staff, … Continue reading →

Despite the fact that we are in what is rapidly becoming a MONUMENTAL water crisis here in Cape Town, and folk are bleating about mass closures of schools, businesses and yes, Universities, at my place of work we do not … Continue reading →

From anaesthetics: I really do wonder, as I fade away into that fuzzy darkness, whether I’ll come back this time. I’ve had a fair bit of practice, you see: I was counting them up prior to my last adventure in … Continue reading →

Two book reviews here – both offerings I bought via Amazon for the Kindle app on my iPad. And two VERY different opinions. Treasure Planet (Man-Kzin Wars Series offshoot Book 2) (Kindle Edition) This book is purportedly a standalone contribution … Continue reading →

5 The old man sat on his throne – a repurposed helicopter pilot’s seat – inside the gloom of a large round hut. He wore a triple necklace of sealed ampoules in rough cloth pouches, sewn onto a hide band. … Continue reading →