I have been struggling to decide how I feel about the student protests. I have feel a deep sympathy for the students and support their demand to
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Results52No Corona. No poncho. Surely not Mexican?
Mexico’s most famous chef, Jorge Vallejo, says South Africans seem to have similar problems to his countrymen when it comes to international image. Vallejo, who is
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So much more than tacos and tequila
A group of lucky Capetonians saw in Mexico’s national day on Friday morning with the country’s ambassador to South Africa, Mauricio Escanero, and most famous chef,
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Same old difference in Nairobi
There is nothing like a little trip into Africa to shatter some old stereotypes and confirm a few others. Back in Nairobi last week after an absence
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One of Africa’s best and brightest coming home
Stopping short of slamming the door on a career in politics, Dr Kanayo F. Nwanze, the Nigerian national who is president of the UN’s International Fund
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Fantasy helps us imagine reality
Grahamstown: Karoo Moose keeps the audience enthralled as it tracks back and forth across the line between fantasy and reality, dipping into each and pulling out
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If you are looking for trouble …
On a mini-tour of Cape Town polling stations on Wednesday I got the message, without exception, that I had come to the wrong place if I
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Dancing out of disadvantage
Dance for All (DFA), an Athlone-based non-profit organisation that gives free dance classes in the townships of Gugulethu, Nyanga, Langa, Khayelitsha and Delft and nearby rural
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Expect another steaming day
After a fierce and fiery start to the National Arts Festival on Thursday, expect another steaming day. A couple of brassy birds (Ladies of Midnight Blue)
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As irresistible as it sounds
Ladies of Midnight Blue starts out gently, playfully. Two women drumming. It is rhythmic and somehow hypnotic, you follow them down the path. The beat speeds
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