Seeking peace is an all too often lament I hear lately. The urban cities demand too much, the lifestyle is too driven, the need for space and tranquility, now a bucket list item. We need dates in the diary to
I wil never complain of the brightness of early morning sunshine lifting me from sleep. To stand on a balcony and watch it, high in the sky before the world goes to work. It’s energising. To glance upon a pristene
Just had to add this today. A client’s email to me this weekend. ‘Just arrived at Kanonkop House. Absolute Stunning. Just keeps on getting better and better. At the moment I’m sure I’ve died and ended up in Heaven.
It is four am and sleep escapes me. The gale blowing outside sounds eerie, ominous even, whipping trees and leaves into a frenzied dance beneath the streetlamp. It’s no good, my mind is racing beyond another hour of slumber. Interesting
It has been a year, and I for one cannot wait to begin the next. And where did the months go? Beginning 2015 in London we were battling through the dark early months and boom! we are back in December.
I had to be here today. Not nervous. To be here, in the city I was in exactly a year ago, for Christmas. Been here during the year, but Christmas in Paris, is like London, a special place to be.
When Paris was attacked a week ago, most of us loaded the filter of the French flag on our Face Book profiles, in solidarity to the tragic events that unfolded, in disbelief. I see many have changed back to the
Leopard’s Creek, South Africa One month, fourteen Golf courses and plenty of added planning for the Ultimate trip – the work has been worth every second. From the time of the brief until the hand over, I have loved playing