I want to talk to you about my Elders.
Every village has its Elders.
You know the ones; the ones that navigated through so many long years of this whole “living” business.
The Elders who weren’t skewed, jaded or ruptured by the thousand moments where the heart stood still, when hope was lost, when days were sodden with grief, when things didn’t go according to plan.
I was blessed.
I have three elders.
Let me tell you a little bit about each of them.
Just to reiterate: this is one sweary motherfucker of a podcast. So if you listen to it around kids… they will defo learn some new vocabulary from Aunty Leonie. MWHAHAHAHA. ENJOYYYYY!
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Who gives a fuck about privacy when you can have a little robot assistant at your beck and call so you may never leave the couch again.
HONESTLY HOW GOOD IS LIFE.