Wow, I’ve just gotten home from opening night of the annual pantomime at the Joburg theatre. The whole way through the spectacular show I had the blog post rambling through my head. I couldn’t wait to get home and blog … blog … blog.
Then I thought about the days just before the house move and pined for the moment that I can share my day that I spent at Nkosi’s Haven and the memories of a little boy, Nkiosi Johnson, who left a legacy. I havent’ spoken about being all pampered with the girls thanks to Bobbi Brown and I planned a whopper of a blog.
But this little steam train is all outta steam. My man is snoring next to me and I am surprised I can string so many words together. Moving is not for sissies!
Tomorrow … tomorrow I’m going to share with you some of the most amazing moments born out of the heart and soul of the incredible city I call home, Johannesburg
With courage, consciousness & a sense of humour