Gym is a different place to different people. A place of torture; a place of fun; a place of embarrassment; a place to ‘strut your stuff’! I have found that…
Read MoreShooting the King!
When a man wants to murder a tiger, it’s called sport; when the tiger wants to murder him it’s called ferocity. George Bernard Shaw *** “Did you see the way…
Read MorePay it Forward!
I have this friend, Ynor. Yeah, Ynor and Gaynor. Great pair we make, huh! When Dad died, realising that I no longer had a lift to gym, Ynor offered to…
Read MoreGive & Take!
Gillian came into steam bath, her limp and slightly spastic left hand were clearly evident. Here was someone like me. She was wearing a blue baseball cap which covered her…
Read MoreA Thankful Heart!
All things come to an end, good and bad. ‘ear ‘ear blog 2014 draws to a close. Now it is time for my holiday. I will be back in 2015!…
Read MoreGroping around in the dark!
It was a “Gruck” evening! An “Eskom-Gruck” evening! I sat in the dark with my candles burning around me. In actual fact, my bedroom looked quite good in this blackout.…
Read More‘To market, to market……’
Most of us remember that nursery rhyme: To market, to market, To buy a fat pig, Home again, Home again, Jiggety Jig! I go “to market” every Saturday and while…
Read MoreKaroo Wilderness
In the Little Karoo, while sitting in the Lazy Lizard Coffee Shop, on the back of the menu, I found this poem. It rather delighted me. I want to share…
Read MoreA Fracking Disaster!
“He remembers what the spiritual visionary, Wallace Black Elk, a Lakota said – man’s scratching of the earth causes diseases like cancer. He meant the mining and drilling for coal,…
Read More“Little boxes, little boxes…”
A five year old boy sitting on a step, hugging a pair of new shoes. The look of sheer joy and enthralled delight on his face is breathtaking. This photograph…
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