This is where all the magic happens. Well, not really, this is just where I write about all the magic that did or did not happen. The best part of the day is between 14.00 and 16.00 in the afternoons; the sun comes beaming through the windows and lights up the whole room. From outside my bedroom door in the passage which is quite dark (our commune is huge and old, with wooden floors and a granny that occasionally visits), it looks like there's a halo of light around my door frame (and Narnia is on the other side...).
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AuthorHi there, my name is Judete Fourie. I am a twenty-something-year-old writer living in Stellenbosch in SA's Western Cape. Follow my day to day adventures that involve wine, wit and braaibroodjies. Archives
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