Tag: Sean O’Connor
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The Life-Lessons I Learned From a Random Act of Kindness
The other day, I noticed a woman, unsure whether she could cross the street in front of me. It was a stop street, after all, a good place to cross, but cars have a bad rep for pedestrians.
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This Holiday, Children, Amuse Yourselves!
If you believe that you’re in your children’s service, and must drive them all over town and find ways to amuse them over the holidays, you’re doomed, writes Sean O’Connor.
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Hey, Other Road Users, Why do You Have to Drive Me Crazy?
In the narrow streets of Observatory, people who don’t know how big their cars are slam on anchors and creep through the tiniest of gaps. I breeze through them like them like a ninja.
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How Pokémon is Helping Me Raise a Healthy, Happy Child
My son, after playing Pokémon Go for just two months, has covered 126 km, either running or walking. He’s actually become fit!
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The Secret Joys of Leaving Your To-Do List Till the Weekend
As a single parent, the list of things to do is often overwhelming. There’s the constant tidying, for one. Every surface vies for attention. Then there’s the leaking gutter, the dodgy internet, the widening crack in the wall…
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The Happy Art of Getting On With Your Neighbours
Home is where the heart is. Those nearest you therefore, are closest to your heart. To keep it safe, you need to keep your heart open. So go on, greet a neighbour. Let the sugar bring you together, instead of the crime.
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The Happy Play-Play World of My Second Childhood
As a parent I am privileged to have children nearby – youngsters who remind me to close the door because “the dragons will come in”, and provide a gullible audience for fantasy.
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The Day the Rugby Won My Irish Heart
My parents, both Irish passport holders as well as proud South African citizens, were too settled in their suburban lives during Apartheid to bother getting me that passport that would enable to me roam the world in my later life.
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When I’m the DJ at a Party, You Need to Call the Paramedics
At a party not that long ago some teenagers stared in bewilderment at the old vinyl turning around, unable to believe that the sound they heard emanated from this black shining disc that was being stroked by a needle. With a diamond in it!
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I Don’t Want to be the Dad Who Went Missing in Action
Aah, the complexities of the modern family. Being divorced – pretty happily, most of the time, but sometimes nostalgically too – means I see much less of my children than I’d like, or perhaps they’d like.