On Saturday I was fishing my local spot. You know, minding my own business whilst sucking in some salty fresh and breathing out the stresses of 2020. It was a absolute stunning morning. About sixty meters in front of me was a working bank causing the clean water to foam up every now and again. … Continue reading Put it back!
I've been stung by wasps and honey bees, survived multiple paper cuts and even listened to a whole Kurt Darren album (on repeat) from the Cape to Port Beaufort. I've bumped my little toe on a door frame, stepped on Lego, fell out of a tree (more than once) and broke my collar bone. I've … Continue reading Numbing the pain