Photograph from my father's album, but time has not been kind to this print from the 50's.
Thursday, 29 September 2011
Boots and all
Photograph from my father's album, but time has not been kind to this print from the 50's.
Wednesday, 28 September 2011
Tuesday, 27 September 2011
Read all you can
page 55: O, alas, alas for his debauched children, flesh of his flesh, heir to all his failings and none of his strengths!
page 81: Was faith not faith but simple family habit? Maybe there was no true religion but only this eternal handing down.
The Enchantress of Florence © Salman Rushdie, 2008
The Restaurant of Love Regained
page 178: I wish I could recall more about that special day. But I’m afraid that if I did, I might crumble. Things like this, the most precious things in the world, I keep them all safely locked away in my chest where nobody can even touch them. Where the sun can never fade them. Where the wind and rain can never harm them.
The Restaurant of Love Regained © Ito Ogawa, 2008
Last Man in Tower
page 5: the face of this tower, once pink, is now rainwater-stained, fungus-licked grey, although veins of primordial pink show wherever the roofing has protected the walls from the monsoon rains.
page 42: ...with drandruff sprinkled likes spots of wisdom on the shoulders of his green kurta.
page 89: ‘If I had designed the human body, I’d have done a better job, Rosie. The materials used are not the best. Corners have been cut. The structure collapses too soon.’ He laughed.
page 209: Just outside the bedroom, a bird began to trill, its notes long and sharp like a needled thread, as if it were darning some torn corner of the world.
Last Man in Tower © Aravind Adiga, 2011
Monday, 26 September 2011
Heritage day
I love the traditional clothing of all our tribes, wish I could have explored it all better.
My dad travelled through Southern Afrika in the 1950's, and he took some awesome pics. Will see if i can scan them in – so watch this space.
Public transport, Gautrain
I haven't taken public transport since 1984, honestly! So, travelled the Gautrain. Took the bus to Midrand, train to Pretoria, train to Rosebank (had lunch there), back to Midrand. Bus back home.
Best ice-cream ever!
1 large punnet strawberries, 1 tin condensed milk, 2 tubs of cream (500 ml). Place everything in a blender and give it a good whirl. If you want to add strawberries pieces to the ice-cream then set aside a few. Pour into a shallow dish (cut up the extra strawberries, sprinkle across) and freeze.
Then 4 hours later, there you are, with your second helping, YUMMY!
Then 4 hours later, there you are, with your second helping, YUMMY!
Refuse the hour
Should have known better. It is Kentridge, so should have planned it better. The one ticket that was left. Would like to have seen some of the other shows – it stretched across 2 weeks.
Friday, 16 September 2011
And then in the morning
there was a bright star trailing the moon, bright enough to see with the naked eye, but not bright enough to get picked up on camera. So, I have to point it out with an arrow.
Wednesday, 14 September 2011
Tuesday, 13 September 2011
Full moon
I look up at the sky every morning and every night, waiting for the moon to speak to me, for the stars to grant a wish.
Fond memories
I remember this so clearly. Building tents with these old curtains, whether outside or under the dining room table.
My brother, the cat, our gran, the dog, and me. My dad was in front of us braaing (see the smoke on the left of the pic) and my mother took the pic. Deutschland, Deutschland uber alles :)
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