LETTER FROM Tamboerskloof
y compulsion to organise the world M around me has become untethered from reason. It’s the start of the third month of lockdown as I write this, and that compulsion is beginning to show…
The grocery cupboard, once haphazardly stacked with tins of lentils and various open packets of pasta, is now an ode to order, and the mighty Ziploc bag. It’s got to the point where the peanut butter even has its
