Monthly Archives: September 2015

In Which Modern Writings Become Museum Pieces


The imposing building seen above once housed the Native Affairs Department, where Pass Laws were administered. There, hordes were subjected to the Boer-ocracy and Brit-ocracy now faithfully replicated in offices of the State administering Passport etc regulations. The museum bit … Continue reading

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In Which I Catch Another Attack of Synchronicity


  On 4th September I was editing a book from an overseas writer who has chosen to set a key scene in my hometown-of-youth, Knysna. I was quite amused at the leap from London to there, of all places. Anyway, … Continue reading

Posted in Africa, Beach, Editing, Grandchildren, Personal Journal, Theatre | Tagged , , , , | 20 Comments

A Musical Re-Dusk-covery


Scrabbling through a stash of sheet music in one of our garages, in a box still to be unpacked further, I came across the piano score of ‘Dusk’ by composer Cecil Armstrong Gibbs (1889-1960).  He was a popular songwriter of … Continue reading

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Really Awful Connectivity


In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Connected.” Here you’ll find I have selected Things quite diff’rently connected; If I’ve put a wire in wrong, With a short, they won’t last long! And, because the above are all … Continue reading

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Puppy Love Really Awfully Enduring


Roll over Donny Osmond – here’s my own original version on the theme: They all just call it puppy love: While I admit that’s true, It’s one I know, push comes to shove, Will last a lifetime through.   I … Continue reading

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Stepping into Spring


Hey-ding-a-ding-ding! With the arrival of Spring in our part of the world, sponsored walks in fancy hats is the order of the day.  Of course, it had to rain.  Undaunted, young J’s school managed an alternative route under cover, involving … Continue reading

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