Random thoughts of a happy brain damaged ex actress… Me!
I would like to share this video that I have made recently. I have been spastic for over 23 years as a result of my accident. My right hand has been pretty useless throughout this period. Karin, my Occupational Therapist, who has actually been working on my broken left finger (as a result of the
My time in England is drawing to a close. How the time has flown by! Looking back over my stay, these are some of the things that I really love about England. – Like Eva Cassidy, I love the Fields of Gold in England! The bright red poppies sparkling amidst golden fields
I have been to beautiful Manor Houses like Blickling Hall, Hampton Court and Windsor Castle. This time while in England I visited Chatsworth House. It was stupendous inside. But I had seen it all before. Sumptuous rooms magnificently draped. Antiques so splendid that they didn’t seem real to me. How I wished Mum was with
I strolled along the beach one evening. One evening before my accident. The light on the beach will remain etched in my memory. Silvery clear and other worldly. The beach stretched ahead like a long tunnel. Far in the distance was a dark shape which, as I got closer, transformed itself into a small child.
Leaving for England this year was fraught with the problems caused by my broken hands. But last year was just as exciting! I was due to fly from Cape Town to England early in June. I travelled to Cape Town a week before my departure date so that I could spend time with my sister,
Let me tell you about B. I was chatting to some friends at a dinner party when suddenly I was tapped on the back. I turned to this petite, pixie haired woman. In fact, she was a tiny elf with dancing, crinkly eyes that met my stare quite openly. Then she spoke. Hell, I would
Janet Suzman, (now Dame Janet Suzman!) the international actress and director directed us in Othello. I played Bianca, the whore. At the time I was still a virgin. A virgin playing a whore! Tell me if that’s not good acting, huh? Othello was an incredible experience with John Kani playing Othello and Richard Haines, Iago.
I gave a talk at Fancourt. I was sitting on the verandah talking to Mum and Dad afterwards, when one of the delegates from the conference came and crouched down by my chair. She had obviously been crying. “Gaynor, many years ago my husband was a paramedic working in Pretoria. I was with him in
1963 I began wailing as my Mother swung me up and out the bath. “No, Mummy, no! Bath needs me!” My Mum laughed as she began towelling her two year old dry. “And I need you to put on your pyjamas. Then you can have your favourite supper – boiled egg and soldiers. After supper
Remember the diary I mentioned in my last blog? Reading through it bought so many memories back to life……. “DM and Ron to dinner. (DM, aka Dee, is Dad’s cousin and was my aunt, Libby’s varsity friend.) Ron urged me to play my guitar thus sparking off one of the most fun-filled evenings I can
