“Which musical would you like to see when you visit London?”Each year B spoils me in this way.“Les Miserables“, I said without hesitation. “It’s strange, B, I know the songs off pat. Probably I owned the CD before my fall.” I mentioned to a group of friends that B and I were going to see Les
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 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
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,
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’
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
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
“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
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
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