Things are a changing

I don't know when I grew up. Maybe it was last week in the bank when the teller asked if there was anything else I wanted that day. Yes, money, for a car, please. Blah blah blah, sure it's now in your account.

Maybe it was when I arrived in Bristol and checked into a fancy hotel, a 'business trip' to photograph a wedding, teamed up with a swashbuckling Scotman photographer - maybe we should be called CC Images ... Candid and Creative Images.

Or it might be tomorrow, when I meet the consultant and discuss insurance polices. Equipment insurance, talk of all these direct debits. For a slightly essentric and free-spirited girl, I'm feeling swamped in insurance quotes. Disability Insurance too, and car? Confused.com seems to be living up to it's name.

So things are achanging in my life.

Who needs sleep when we've got love?
Who needs keys when we've got clubs?
Who needs please when we've got guns?
Who needs peace when we've gone above
But beyond where we should have gone?
We went beyond where we should have gone
( ~ Sleep through the Static - Jack Johnson)

Umm di Dum

I went. I saw. I really enjoyed. I'm back in the UK. I spent the first ten days there feeling like a foreigner to Africa, thinking I'd feel more at home on a leather couch in a UK coffee shop talking world culture and philosophy. And the the rest of the trip I settled back into the good and comfortable lifestyle ..... and probably didn't have one 'creative moment', just secure happiness.
But now I'm back in the UK, feeling kinda foreign again. Lucky me, a citizen of the world!

I've hit writer's block .... luckily Marc and written a superb article about the new South Africa, and my photos tell the story of HOLIDAY!

Balloons - by Foals

Anticipation

So, it looks like I'm going to make it back to Africa this time ....

What a feeling it is, like having a kickboxing match with myself. Excitement standing in the wings wondering if its right on cue. Then an emotion that is like returning to a passionate lover that shattered my heart to pieces. A love that I also walked out on. Relationships are complex.

So, on that note, Sawubona Africa =)