The day bread rolls became bun(dle)s of joy for me
As Durban runs out of food, I join my fellow citizens in a desperate search for the essentials we once took for granted
We were down to our last few slices of bread on Tuesday morning when I absent-mindedly asked my husband to grab a loaf from the convenience store around the corner.
Hazy from lack of sleep thanks to the gunfire and explosions ringing out in my neighbourhood, I had forgotten shops were shut because of wanton looting and destruction in Durban since Sunday.
It’s all said to be in the name of the “FreeJacobZuma” movement and has seen an escalation in criminality since Sunday...