Tag Archives: Thabisa

Watching The Wire last night.

McNulty and Bunk are eating a huge pile of shellfish. “Are those crayfish?” asks Thabs. “Crabs,” I reply. “I love crayfish,” she murmurs. “Crabs are good too,” I say. “I don’t eat crabs, only crayfish.” “Why?” I ask. “Because crabs … Continue reading

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An assessment of three, should have been four, drinking establishments in East London

I am supposed to be putting together a tender for a job-creation scheme. The removal of alien vegetation near Cathcart.  There is only so much of that you can do without taking a break, hey?  Let’s pretend I smoke. This … Continue reading

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How do you know?

Early morning Easter Monday and the supermarket is very quiet. I had the coffee bar to myself this morning. Mfundo is East London’s best barista by far. I spend 10 minutes with him several times a week, but never before … Continue reading

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