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Darrel Bristow-Bovey on Life, Books and other Random Happenings

Darrel Bristow-Bovey was born on the Bluff in Durban in the shade of a frangipani tree, in a backyard with a red wheelbarrow and white chickens. He is a columnist and travel-writer and briefly a professional kick-boxer, in which capacity he was unsuccessfully investigated for match-fixing, a story covered in his forthcoming memoir, "What I Talk About When I Talk About Bleeding". He wrote the bestselling I Moved Your Cheese in 2001, Darrel Bristow-BoveyThe Naked Bachelor in 2002 and his collection of columns, But I Digress, is completely unavailable at all good bookstores everywhere. His novel for young readers, SuperZero, was awarded the Sir Percy Fitzpatrick Prize for fiction and he was a finalist for the Caine Prize for African Writing in 2006. He is also the winner of PICA Columnist of the Year Award in the customer category for 2013.

He has written three feature-films and head-written four drama series and one sit-com for SABC television, winning two SAFTA awards for screen-writing, and is a key creative for Rhythm City, a soap opera on e-tv. Nearly four million people a day watch Rhythm City, and he has yet to meet a single one of them.

He lurks on Facebook and his twitter handle is @dbbovey

Darrel Bristow-Bovey's books are available in eBook format. Click here to find out more.

» New from Darrel Bristow-Bovey {One Midlife Crisis and a Speedo}
October 31, 2014

If you don’t choose your midlife crisis, your crisis will choose you. Darrel Bristow-Bovey has tried his best to deny to himself that he’s getting older, but you can’t hide from the truth in the changing-room mirror. One day, surrounded by sharks on a small boat in the Indian Ocean...
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» My friend Alan
March 14, 2014

I want to tell you about my friend Alan, but when I try, I always seem to start with the thin man.                 Once on a flight from Amsterdam to Vienna I was happy to have an empty seat beside me, but at the last minute an extraordinary man came yelling a...
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» Someone to look up to
January 24, 2014

This is about my Uncle Jim.          My Uncle Jim is 97 years old. When he was born South Africa was still a part of the British Empire. When the First World War ended, he was already in school, playing jacks and tops and bowling a hoop. He was alive when Tita...
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» The (almost) lost art of letter-writing
September 10, 2013

All my life, I’ve wanted to be a correspondent. I don’t mean a foreign correspondent or someone who goes to wars – I mean someone who writes letters to someone and receives letters back: long letters and quick notes; letters written in leisure and in haste at writing desks or on th...
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» The secret agent within my head
August 12, 2013

I have just finished reading Pico Iyer’s The Man Within My Head, his account of how he has been haunted at strange moments in his life by the plots and characters of Graham Greene’s novels. I envy Pico Iyer for having so admirable a phantom as Graham Greene: mine is James Bond. The first...
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» 'Against the dying of the light'
July 11, 2013

Like most South Africans in recent weeks, I have been thinking about what it means to grow old, to grow weak and to run out of time. If I take too much after my father, I am two-thirds of the way there. If I take after my grandmother, ninety-eight last weekend, I’m still short of halfway. Eith...
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» Reflections on love
June 06, 2013

Recently I’ve been thinking about love stories. Perhaps it’s because I am myself in love. I am no longer young and have been in love before, so maybe that’s why it feels as if all the love stories we most love are either incomplete or overly complete – they either stop when l...
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» In praise of Sea Point
May 07, 2013

In Paris recently I became depressed by the thought that I don’t live in a first-floor apartment on the rue des Fossés-Saint-Jacques, across the way from a Tibetan restaurant, around the corner from the Pantheon, rue Soufflot and the eastern entrance to the Luxembourg Gardens.  &nb...
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» A legacy of books and stories
April 05, 2013

My father would be ninety-two this month if he hadn’t died in 1981. In the final years before he died, my father mainly did two things – or three, if you count banging his walking stick on the ceiling and shouting at the Houghton kids upstairs to turn down their music. The black rubber t...
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» Darrel Bristow-Bovey on murder, meat and good old-fashioned mystery
March 08, 2013

I’m outraged. No, don’t try to talk me out of it, I’m jolly outraged. My rage has been outed. My out, formally unraged, no longer is. My outrage is incandescent, magnesium-flamed and only slightly dimmed by the fact that I’m not sure exactly what it is I’m outraged abou...
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» Coining new words a sorry tale
February 08, 2013

Coining new words – a sorry tale For some time now, I’ve been trying to invent a new word. Well, that’s not quite true – I’ve invented plenty of new words, mostly late at night while enjoying a glass of liquid late-supper in the slightly furtive company of RuPaul’...
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» This is how the world ends not with a bang but a can of tuna
December 07, 2012

So the Mayan apocalypse is now only days away, and I still haven’t laid in my stocks of canned tuna. Well, no, let me not be an enfrightened scare-monger: I do have a couple of cans in the cupboard, the swanky kind with their own handy pull-tabs so that I won’t need to carry a can-opener...
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» A forest of reasons not to write a novel
November 05, 2012

Say, are you writing a novel at the moment? Oh now, go on, don’t be shy, you’re not alone. Well, you are alone, obviously, in the sense that we are all of us alone on this long lurch down the darkling trail between the cradle and the grave, and also in the sense that writing a novel, if ...
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» The perils of appearing on the internet
October 04, 2012

Well, so here we are, and if you don’t mind my saying so, I’m a little nervous about it. I’ve never appeared on the internet before, you see, other than that clip a so-called friend posted on YouTube of that time in Vegas I thought I was playing strip-billiards with Prince Harry, w...
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