Lucky Stars

Yesterday was International Women’s Day.   You know what?  I nearly missed it.  My Mother-in-Law happened to mention it on Skype, which got me thinking over dinner.  Dinner, I might add, that Mr Incredible whipped up on the braai for us.  Mr Incredible who had just returned from a business trip 1000’s of miles away.  He had left me un-chaperoned in vast city full of vices for 10 days.  It’s easy to forget that our grandmothers did not have these freedoms and shocking to realise, particularly as an expat, that many of the women on our beautifully scrubbed doorsteps still don’t. Continue reading