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The Giver!

Bam! Bam! Kapow! Crash! Bam!Bam! Bam! Kapow! Crash! Bam!!!That was how Nathan’s musical career began.With drums!!!!! He would drum at the kitchen table when he should have been hurrying for school. He would drum on the counter while his mum got the food out for lunch. And he would drum out a tune when he

A Dance on Paper!

A child sitting on steps looking out. I just adore this work of Margi Larlham’s. It was created from a photo of her when she was much younger. It reminds me so much of a photograph I have of Emily, her daughter, taken in 1982. Excepting this is a picture of the child from the

A Tap on my Shoulder!

I was sitting at the Rhodes Memorial in Cape Town with B, when suddenly I was tapped. I swung around to be met by a dark mopped stranger with this delicious grin on her face. “Gaynor?” A stranger that knew my name. “I would recognise your voice anywhere!” Obviously B and I, both being deaf,

Fairy Tale Friends!

I cannot join my friends when they go into the woods. I’m unable to walk at the pace they like to walk. Also, just imagine if we met ‘a big bad wolf’, I would be easy pickings as I am unable to run! Recently it was with a carefree heart and a nimble ‘Gaynor step’

The Book Tree!

I remember reading my first book at the age of five. I sat on Mums’ lap while she pointed at the different words. I am Janet. I am John. This is our dog, Rover. Run, Rover, run! There are so many things that you forget in life. Isn’t it strange how I remember not only

Musical Politics!

I love theatre!  I love drama, comedy, dance and musicals. Theatres that are rapidly filling up for a performance of a musical are entrancing. The audience, waiting with mounting anticipation for the curtain to rise and the music to begin!  I have always loved musicals. How well I know the music from: Oklahoma, Sound of

Sublime in Nature!

“Overall, my aim is to make the world a brighter place, through the use of illustration.” Nande Hattingh I wriggled my feet in the grass, took a deep breath of the gorgeous air and sat back with my eyes closed, revelling in the glorious morning. I was sitting next to a bed of lavender and

Thank you for the music!

I watched the dancers moving to a music I could no longer hear. Their bodies swayed and moved to a hidden beat. There was laughter, hand clapping, stamping and twirling. I wished that I still possessed a little of the grace I used to have. I would have enjoyed to have been a part of

My Funny Girls!

Funny Girl. How I wanted to see this show. It was playing in Cape Town at the Fugard Theatre and three of my friends, Diane Wilson, Michelle Maxwell and Kate Normington were in it. I had worked with all three of them in various productions and had been following their comments closely on Facebook ever

A Smiling Stranger!

“Now, should we treat women as independent agents, responsible for themselves? Of course. But being responsible has nothing to do with being raped. Women don’t get raped because they were drinking or took drugs. Women do not get raped because they weren’t careful enough. Women get raped because someone raped them.” ― Jessica Valenti She

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