I couldn’t believe my luck when I switched on the TV and caught a concert by a new singing sensation at the exclusive State Capture Theatre

Any sane individual with a modicum of common decency would be holed up in his house, cringing and praying. Not Hlaudi

The delights of Queen Sheba were heightened by the pleasure of hearing Pops Mohamed performing once again (but bring your own wine)

If you want to visit Soweto and take historic drives, it makes a lot of sense to stay at the Soweto Hotel. But do yourself a favour: don’t eat there

I realised that though I was not rich enough or connected enough to land tickets to the Mandela 100 music festival, I could afford to dine out

Steenhuisen should roll up his sleeves and ‘show flames’ to that matric paper, show the kids that we value education in this country

The Saigon was closed but the place next door, which turned out to be a Ghanaian restaurant, was open and I decided to go all the way

Jeppe is one of those schools that should be replicated to show how public schools could be governed and lay foundations for an inclusive SA

I was reminded of what spin doctors earn when I read the statement by the NPA’s spokesperson in defence of his boss

The music was so good that food became an afterthought and, equally fortunate, we went out the night before that video of Gigaba surfaced

Almost every weekend, people came out in their numbers, dressed to the nines, conversing in all imaginable languages

The VBS saga has taught us gratuitous payments are deeply suspect, but there’s nothing wrong with gratuitous pleasure as served up here