I do not have friends who shy away from difficult conversations. Race, religion, relationships, sex and sexuality – it’s all fair game. Generally, we are well versed in non-combative discourse. We try not to let things get personal or ugly, but how could they when you’ve all escaped to the bush for a few days? You get to drink fresh grapefruit palomas by the pool, and the game drives offer close sightings of wild dogs, hyenas slinking into the bushes, leopards and their cubs, the smallest of baby elephants, lions feasting on a buffalo, and the sweetest community of dwarf mongooses. And, for fleeting moments, you can forget how utterly heartbreaking the Covid World is.
However, things did get slightly heated during our first celebratory bush braai of beef-and-bacon burgers,…
