When a teapot isn’t cleaned, it develops rust and a scaly build-up over time; if not cleaned regularly, it’ll make the cleaning of the teapot…
Okay, so if you’ve been under a rock, you’ve missed that I published a book on Amazon. Behind Enemy Lines and Other Stories is a free…
Listen, I am so sorry that I unfriended you on Facebook. Maybe we were just never really friends. Maybe it’s because we’ve never actually met.…
People like things. That is a fact you cannot deny. There is a reason why the now-defunct (thank the gods) News of the World made…
I haven’t been blogging much of late, chiefly because I have decided that I will no longer just write for writing’s sake, but only when I have something to say.
Following the violence-marred weekend football match between hosts Highlanders and Caps United, I made sure to read match reports from the Bulawayo papers. I only…
I turned 35 on Wednesday. I am officially an Old Barley. I fit the stereotype of a grumpy old man, but I do like to…
Not a week passes by without me hearing a story of a mukuwasha who got up and said no, thanks but no thanks, marry your…
Zimbabwe is politically immature. Unfortunately, this immaturity translates to insult laws, and the proscription of lawful assembly and the free dissemination of ideas. It means…
Not only am I unconvinced, I’m highly sceptical. Watching, listening to and analysing Simba Makoni, I can’t help but noticing the man’s arrogance is tempered by a nagging lack of enthusiasm.