Deadly Van-dalism.


There has been an uproar regarding the conversion of these vans to people carriers, seriously weakening the chassis in the process, and directly giving rise to a number of deaths and injuries.








Wheel slides in rain, glazed grip will snap

Alarm box wails; gives name from mishap;

Survival depends on chassis frame,

But gain-bait means white van and taxi have the same . . .

© January 2019 Colonialist
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The Knight’s Tail














In memory of a loyal knight
Of the house of Yawk
Who got an almighty fright
One night when he dropped his fawk
And under the table, his fawk to retrieve,
He crawled, but a wag there then made him receive
A rose through a chink in his pants, I believe,
So then there was tawk
That all there did gawk
At such a peculiar sight;
This mortification caused him to grieve —
His soul of his body promptly took leave —
At a very fast wawk;
When he’d popped his cawk
On top of him they placed that stawk,
For underneath didn’t seem right.

© January 2019 Colonialist
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Feeling CD and Highly Out of Sorts

Last evening after supper, just when I was gearing for a spot of blogging, the lights gave a pathetic flicker and died. I still don’t know whether that was a session of planned load-shedding, or a fault that got fixed after a couple of hours.

Anyway, in trying to do a back-to-back plug the day before I had inadvertently got both the main and the earth leakage off, and the main refused to budge back on again (yes, I did reverse it first). Finally we called a jack-of-all-trades friend in, and after battling with it for some time he assaulted it with the handle of a large screwdriver. That sorted it.

In the process of doing this I had to unpack a whole lot of the CDs I keep in a mixture of self-made and bought racks I have mounted on the wall in my study right up to the ceiling, and when it came to replacing the dislodged ones I thought I might as well add a new rack I recently found at the flea market, as well as re-sorting all of them into some sort of sequence. Yes, it was a tall order!

Operating with two rechargeable lights, I then took down and re-sorted all 285-odd CDs alphabetically into one-composer classics, two or three-composer classics, medleys of classics, opera works, folk songs, blues, rock-and-roll, musicals, and sundry. The gap in the middle is giving access to the DB Board.  I now realise that for my next act I will need to shunt some of them into my newly-attached top rack so as to create gaps in the categories for when I make new purchases.

In the process I rediscovered my CD of ‘Soft Bomb’ by ‘The Chills’. The number ‘Water Wolves’ has long been a favourite of mine; it is an amazing mix of beat, violin instrumental, changing moods, and modern ballad.  A real ear-worm. Unfortunately YouTube won’t let me put it on the blog, and if I transferred it from the CD I suppose I would be infringing copyright. If you have any better luck in playing it, I can recommend that the effort will be worthwhile.

P.S. To play ‘Water Wolves’ courtesy of Sue W click on the one in comments immediately before my comment starting, ‘Brilliant!  . . .’

© January 2019 Colonialist
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The Education Department Gets Away with Robbing all South Africans

Schools in South Africa re-open on 9th January, and frantic book-covering and gathering-together of paraphernalia is the order of the day.

It is truly amazing that South Africans took with such little fuss the announcement early last year that the summer holidays were to be shortened drastically in 2018/19. This is what was stated:

“The reason for the short summer holiday was that the council of education ministers took a decision to close schools in the first week of December with effect from 2019. This decision was taken to ensure that the end of year National Senior Certificate examinations marking processes did not have a negative impact on learning and teaching time.”

Of all the utter hogwash! The same conditions have potentially applied for all the decades where it has been customary to have a summer holiday duration of about six weeks. This period, or longer, is standard in very many countries, such as England, and in America it can go as high as two or even three months. It is incumbent on the education departments to cater around this, whatever inconveniences to themselves may arise. The marking processes should have been arranged to fit in with the traditional periods.

Squeals about long holidays do come from parents who continue working, and who lack the enterprise to plan properly for the supervision of their children. More legitimate squeals — about the short holidays — come from those who have planned or looked forward to a decent break, and now find it is rushed. The same number of people now have to compete for accommodation over a shorter period, instead of it being spread out. The appalling increase in road accident statistics has most likely also arisen in part from this congestion. There is also likely to be some absenteeism where parents have (rightly) refused to alter bookings to accommodate the shortened period.

The fanatics who equate more unbroken time at school with better results will find that not only do the statistics mostly contradict this, but they are also ignoring the tremendous advantages towards the growth of the whole person that come from exposure to other activities or places.

All things considered, it is hard to understand why teachers, pupils, (the stupid ‘learner/educator’ jargon is anathema to me) parents, holiday venue and amenity providers, and the travel industry, have not all formed a large lynch party to string up this misguided council of education ministers, chanting, ‘How DARE they steal our holidays?’

The starting date for the 2019 summer holidays has been set as 4th December; let us hope that there will be no question of starting the 2020 year before six weeks have elapsed from that date.

© January 2019 Colonialist
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The Mystical Treasure Map

The beginning of a treasure-hunting fantasy story in rhyme?







             © January 2019 Colonialist
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Different Views of Cruise

Today saw the departure of our houseguest en route back to Germany.  I spent the morning in sourcing bits and pieces for DIY projects, and in the afternoon the grandkids and I started sanding the large slide. It has needed repainting ever since we got it.

Another departure was (again) of a cruise ship. We don’t get views as immediate as those from Sister-in-Law’s place, but, see, in my view to see any sea view is better than not to see a sea view. Si!

© January 2019 Colonialist


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Nativity Scene of Shock and Horror with Feral Bunnies

The Nativity Scene pictured here, at the entrance to an Eco Park near our home, has been a pleasant sight over the Christmas season. Closer scrutiny has, however, also turned it into a source of considerable amusement.

There can be no doubt that the intention was for Joseph to reflect awe and wonder. That went wrong, somehow, and what resulted is unmistakeably shock and horror!

The neighbourhood free-range rabbits reflected on the first of the month in earlier posts are still, against all the odds, surviving and thriving. This picture was taken in a drive-by today. Somehow they are managing to cope month after month with a fair amount of traffic, a lot of large and ferocious cats, kids and dogs of all kinds that get free of their properties on occasion, and the local population of kites and hawks.

Yet another evening meal at the Yacht Club, this time a treat from our guest departing for Germany tomorrow. A lovely evening where we got to eat outside without any storms attacking us, and the grandkids had a swim (of course).

© January 2019 Colonialist
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