A woman with only a cat for company has no time to be lonely. A woman with a cat is a woman in training. Eva came to me as all cats do; in response to a psychic call. A home had been found for her kittens but not for her, so, identifying with her status as a rootless single woman with some living under her belt, I invited her in. […]

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  It’s out earliest encounters with money that set the scene for our financial foibles   When I was three years old, my family spent a holiday at a guest farm outside Cape Town. While we were there, my father fell ill and took to his bed for two or three days, putting a damper on our activities. I don’t recall if it was compassion or the realisation that desperate […]

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  When my grandmother was in her fifties she described herself as an old woman. My mother, at the same age, talked of soon being ‘over the hill’. Physiologically, I’m no more youthful than my mother and grandmother were at 50, but I crossed that threshold in a slinky red dress and came home from my party to plan a bright new decade. Does this prove that age is nothing […]

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Everything in life has a season, but if you are a single woman ‘of a certain age’ it’s best not to sit around waiting for the solo season to end. Like a comet on a vast elliptical orbit, this cycle can be so protracted that you may not live long enough to see it through. I mean to be pragmatic, not depressing. In the absence of suitable (or even unsuitable) […]

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