I am lover of words thanks to my mother and her wonderful bedtime stories. No Hans Christian Anderson for me – I got four stanzas a night of Coleridge’s “The Rime of the Ancient Mariner” alternating with Christina Rossetti’s “Goblin Market”. I fell headlong into this world of words. I wrote poetry at school – didn’t we all. Never able to get more than 30% for High School Math I was lucky enough to take Literature instead as a Matriculation subject and it is here that I found my happy place. Blake and Wordsworth, Shakespeare and Wilde, Austen and Steinbeck were food for the soul and in my twenties and thirties I loved and devoured books by Anthony Burgess, Lawrence Durrell, Hermann Hesse, Ayn Rand, John Irving, Alistair Maclean, Douglas Adams and Robertson Davies. Now, in my late sixties, I like to remain active and continue to share the love for as long as I can. I do drama coaching for learners at a school in a disadvantaged area of Cape Town, South Africa.