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Bob clutches the gold FIFA soccer World Cup trophy
Last night at the Harare airport, the Zimbabwean President Bob Mugabe had his turn to hold the 6.5kg solid gold Fifa World Cup trophy. The trophy is touring Africa before the continent’s first World Cup finals next year. It would have visited 86 countries before arriving in here ahead of the 2010 World Cup Draw on Thursday.
Mr Mugabe said last night the gold trophy symbolised the return of plundered wealth which should be retained by African victory in South Africa reports AFP.
Last night the Zimbabwe Fashion Week was launched at a media function in Sandton. I seldom drive north from Rosebank – always west. So it was with amazement that I drove around a building site looking for the Fashion TV cafe. I found it for the 7.30pm invitation. But I had to leave before the show began which was late due to technical problems.
I did however meet designer Tamburai Chirumo who showed me some of her designs – she uses lots of interesting recycled fabrics. Designer Priscilla Chigariro was also part of the show.
The Zimbabwe Fashion Week will take place in Harare in December.
Daniel Born stayed on and took these pictures.



“I finished my book last night”, said my groggy husband.
Fabulous news, dear one, but right now I don’t care. An ungenerous response? Nasty you might say.
His ground-breaking news broke at 7.15am. The children were fed, not dressed. They were playing cricket with a hard ball down the length of my house close to windows and glass frames. Their noses were dirty, their teeth unbrushed and I’d been up since 4.30am. Right then, I needed to shower, brush up and ship out.
There were 5 minutes left before we had to pile the children into a car for school.
You expect me to be excited? Not now. I need help! Get them brushed, shined and ready for school!
Once that was miraculously achieved, I phoned him ashamed at my lack of enthusiasm at his achievement.
The book has been with us in its abstract form for more than two years. Most of the writing happened at night between jobs, but for the last six months, my husband has been writing full time from home. (A self-employed full-time writer is not a good box to tick when you’re applying for a home loan, let me tell you.)
It’s a long time to have a husband immersed in a tale of his own.
We drove from Johannesburg to Pretoria and back the other day without saying a word to each other – that’s a three hour round trip.
I tried. Nice weather. I slept with Adam last night. Not such nice weather. Did you notice my suspenders?
Nada.
His mind was deep in a story in which I don’t feature.
But that story in its abstract form is over. It has been transposed onto paper and soon it will have a pretty place in published form on our book shelf.
The Simpson’s has taken a satirical shot at the first French couple. The episode broadcast last week in the US depicts Carla Bruni as a beatiful, wine-drinking femme fatale. Sarkozy, eating smelly cheese, answers the phone in the Elysee Palace with the line “You’re getting cosy with Sarkozy”.
The clip has become an internet sensation:
This is quite phenomenal. How did I miss this on Saturday night? I was sick home looking after children. Actually no I wasn’t – I was out eating spicy food with friends.
The footage is from the security camera of the Mustek building in Midrand.
The legs.
The picture of the day – a pair of champagne-coloured high heel shoes worn by Michelle Obama at the presentation ceremony for the 2009 Robert F. Kennedy Human Rights Award.
(Reuters)