How (and why) to give up swearing

The column below is one of a series I wrote some time ago for IOL Lifestyle. The incident it refers to is long forgotten, but the issue lives on in my life. I now swear considerably less than I did, and here’s how… I pay my son R2 for every swear word I utter. It works, and I feel a better person.

The column, which was first carried here:

There are going to be a lot of asterisks in this column, but bear with me.
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