Melinda Shaw – Editor in Chief of Heat, South Africa’s only weekly glossy.
Chosen charity – The Teddy Bear Clinic – for abused children.
2010 was the year that South Africa felt like the centre of the universe for the first time ever, thanks to the World Cup. Walking around Sandton City was like going on a girl’s dream game drive: packs of foreign hotties in their team colours, roaming the plains – Argies over there by the escalator (the light-blue shirts), Mexicans in the food court (tell-tale green); Spaniards singing on the square (red being the dead giveaway). I was excited for an entire month, but 11 June, kickoff day, had the intensity of an orgasm – and it was just as much fun! I am seriously considering going to Brazil in 2014…
If I were to spend New Year’s in the Northern Cape town of Kakamas, I would pack meters and meters of fairy lights; portable speakers and an iPod with a whole DJ box worth of dance music; a generator, a little sparkly dress and 10 cases of Veuve Clicquot. Why? Because then I’d simply need to add some fun-loving locals to throw a memorable party under the stars.
Nobody knows that I really really like fatty boerekos. My diet is generally very healthy, but animal fat is my guilty secret. I never cut the fat from my bacon or lamb chops – in fact, if no-one’s looking I’ll start with the fat! I love marrow bones. I choose the fattiest biltong with thick yellow fat. I blame my Oupa Golf, who woke me up from my afternoon nap as a little girl to sneak into the kitchen and snack on fresh kaiings with him after he’d slaughtered sheep on his Karoo farm. He had high cholesterol and sheep’s fat was banned from his diet, so he needed a partner in crime. I can still see the little saucer heaped with kaiings fresh from the pot – that’s rendered sheep’s fat, for those of you who don’t know… Drool.
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