Nocturnal Wenchy

African Hips Don't Lie


  • The Beautiful Game.

    Dear friends and other interesting creatures, When I close my eyes, one of the first memories of Kev that comes to mind, is of a year old boy pushing a walking frame. It had big plastic wheels and looked like a car. 🙂 My little boy with the light blonde baby hair was pushing his… Continue reading

  • After life

    “I was trying to be all British and not burden you with my… troubles.” – Ricky Gervais My son, Kev and I love us a bit of Comedy, especially stand up. He introduced me to Ricky Gervais. Seems fair, I raised him on Billy Connolly. Tonight, Dion and I are catching up on Season 2… Continue reading

  • Have a day. #YNWA

    My eldest son Kev and dearest girlfriend, Max left SA to live in the UK just over 6 weeks ago. Kev is a physically solid guy, with big shoulders. I miss his hugs, although they never last long. I miss our chats and Kev telling me to just “have a day” when I feel the… Continue reading

  • A daughter is just a little girl who grows up to be your best friend.

    #dateswithmydaughter Victoria was a wonderful time together this week. We went to Mugg & Bean in Cresta Shopping Centre– each time we congratulate ourselves on living on the edge, choosing such an exciting option – not. 😉 We laughed and spoke too much to take pictures of anything… but Dennis has served us before and… Continue reading

  • Christmas. Done.

    My daughter, Victoria and long-time apprentice son in law, Jeandré visited @SirNoid and I quite unexpectedly for Christmas. @SirNoid may as well have slaughtered a sheep for the proverbial return, as he roasted the biggest lamb I’ve ever seen in our oven. He prepared it beautifully and we all enjoyed it tremendously. Well done husband.… Continue reading

  • Shooting stars.

    I wish I realised earlier in my life that I was always only going to be but a vessel. Providing guidance, love and affection but in a supporting role. They were alive inside me, being knitted together… but with that first breath after birth, children are shooting stars into a tomorrow that does not belong… Continue reading

  • She’s just an adult dirt bag baby!

    My dearest friends and other interesting creatures, Do you have any idea how hard it is for me to keep my mouth closed when I think I’m so clever this minute? 😁 Continue reading

  • When your child lives over the sea.

    “It is eerily terrifying that there is no sound when a heart breaks. Car accidents end with a bang, falling ends with a thud, even writing makes the scratching sound of pencil against paper. But the sound of a heartbreaking is completely silent. Almost as though no one, not even the universe itself could create… Continue reading

  • Some of my best work

    Dear friends and other interesting creatures, I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times, in life after life, in age after age forever. – Rabindranath Tagore My children are some of my favourite people in the world. Not because I made them my own self 😉, but because they are tremendously, independently… Continue reading

  • The boy with the blue eyes looked up smiling.

    The boy with the blue eyes looked up smiling.

    Dear friends and other interesting creatures, I woke up and heard a commotion downstairs. At first, I couldn’t make out what was going on. I could hear @SirNoid speaking to someone. It sounded happy so early in the morning. I got out of bed and walked to the landing for a peep. I looked down… Continue reading

About Me

Mom to many, wife to SirNoid. Lover of water, walks in the shade and all things purple.