Posted in Beauty, Humour, Inspirational, People, Random, South Africa

The day we saw “The Police” jamming at the Beachfront

Aka: “Kill ’em with kindness”

Alternative title: “Chasing the ‘blues’ away”

Here are some videos too:



This was most certainly one of the coolest things I’ve seen in awhile.

The guys from SAPS (Durban) gave us beachgoers a little performance.
This made me think of the brilliance of “their strategy”

Here are the possible options:

1) Play such groovy music that the ‘bad guys’ would think twice about committing a crime…?

2) Start the new year on a good foot. Let’s jam!

3) In a time where the police are often criticised… here they offer something “good” to the community.

4) Maybe as some of those “Old Testament folks” were instructed… when going out to battle… let the band go in front… hmm, was this these police folk’s attempt? 😉

PS. Sting, could not make this performance…

Posted in Humour, My Writings, People

Where the Old Wives Tales began…

(Started on 19 September 2017)


“It happened again!  I really love him.  This Friday night ritual with my son is something I look forward to each week.  But…”

“But what?” Mary chimed in.  She wanted her to speed up the story so that she could share hers.

Alison continued, “But Marcus spends so much time outside playing with the fire after we have cooked the meat.  Sometimes he can go on for an hour longer.  And all I want to do is lock up the house, sit in bed with my book, and eventually fall asleep knowing Marcus is sleeping soundly in the next room.”

Mary and Sophie nodded.  They understood.

“I’m only 37 but I feel so old.  And he’s only 11; full of life and wonder.  But how do I stop his obsession with the fire?”

The room they sat in was dimly lit, compliant to the grey clouds outside.  It was a Saturday afternoon.  The three of them met once a month.  It started out with the same intention as all other book clubs.  They started with all of them buying the latest of Karen Kingsbury.  They had probably discussed half of the first chapter.  And since that first day these visits became a “you have a shoulder to lean on” sessions.  Much needed therapy for these ladies.  Accompanied with home baked cookies and some tea.  They had managed to stick to the cooking baking roster quite religiously.  However their books stayed tightly shut.

Mary jumped in with her dilemma.  “I have a similar situation with the kids on Sunday.  After lunch, Jim and I want to go for our afternoon nap, but Jason and Jessica always want to jump in the pool.  And once they start they can stay in there for hours.  Then next thing we know, it’s already 5pm and they day is drawing to a close.”

“Ladies, these are serious concerns.  We need to do something about them!” Sophie continued, “My son has a fascination with picking up little creatures.  Especially frogs; and I’m so terrified that he gets bitten by something more dangerous one day.”

Sophie and her hubby built the pond in their garden when they first bought their home.  They liked the therapy of watching their goldfish and koi.  It was a great idea before kids.  Now that George was at his curious age – he’d often put his hand in the pond and pick up the frogs.  Soon he may just attempt going for the goldfish too.  And then little Rebecca may follow suit.

These ladies each had dilemma.  What could they do?  They each stirred their tea in sync as the silence hovered about their racing minds.

Being a wife was difficult at times.  And being a mother was no easy feat either.  There had to be rules and ways that could make things easier…

“How do you two feel about white lies?” Mary teased.  Sophie and Alison frowned in her direction.

“What do you mean?  What are you suggesting?”  Alison asked cautiously.

“A white lie isn’t harmful at all…” Mary, “…in fact, they can even help people.  I believe.”

“How is that?”  Sophie leaned in.

“What if we told our kids an untrue story that would make them not do what we don’t like them doing?”

“Like what, though?” Sophie blurted out loud.  She was already trying to think of a “story” to tell her curious George.

“Well, what if you told George if he touched any frogs he would get warts on his hand?” Mary suggested.


Alison and Sophie smiled and nodded together.

“What a brilliant idea!” Alison exclaimed.  “Now that we have one child sorted… what about the other two?”

“We need another cup of tea.”  Sophie said.  She went to go make another round.


Three streets down from where they were, little George was oblivious as he reached his hand into the pond and grabbed the unsuspecting frog.  “Look, what I got…” and showed the frog to his sister.  She giggled with excitement.

Those petrified frogs would soon be safe.

Sophie came in with the tray of cups and another tale to tell the kids.

“Why don’t we tell Marcus, if he plays with fire for too long, he will wet his bed?”

Alison and Mary burst into laughter.  “Yes!  Yes, that’s an excellent idea.  And believable too.”

“Two kids sorted.  We need one other idea…”


“Mary, how about this; for your kids…”  Sophie was on a roll with her ideas, “Tell them, if they swim, right after eating, they will drown?  It’s bad to swim on a full stomach.”

Again, another brilliant idea!


The next weeks four weeks went by, in bliss.  The ladies came back to their usual chit chat session rejuvenated.  There was a glimmer in their eyes and a swagger in their walk.

Marcus had stopped playing with the fire.  He was mortified that he may wet his bed.

On Sundays, after lunch, Jason and Jessica would diligently go nap too.  The house was so dreamy.

And curious George lost his curiosity…  He did not want any warts on his hands.

“Wives 1 – Kids 0.” exclaimed Sophie.


“Cheers!” And the three ladies raised their wine glasses.  Their gathering had evolved.  From tea to wine and to their children convinced by a new truth

And that my friends, is how the old wives tales began…


Posted in Inspirational, People, Uncategorized

I predict…

I’m no prophet. I can’t predict the future…
But I sense a movement of society.
I’m not really sure how to say it in pretty or poetic words…
Simply, I believe society is heading away from the noise (clutter) of social media.
I know social media apps etc are on the increase.
But I think people I just getting fed up!
Another feed, another opinion. Another post (just like this one)

People are desperate for a break.
People long for some sort of stillness
Some sort of not having to “keep up with the Jones’s

People crave a calm from the storm.
Less is more (is still so true!)

And yet, like addicts, it’s difficult for a lot of us to tear away…
One more check of the news feed.
One more tweet to read.

So, I declare there is a time coming, where people will shy away from social media.
It may be a short space in time.
But I believe it will happen.

What do you think?

Posted in Faith, Inspirational, People

A natural fit

There are days when one feels very much in the palm of God’s hand or in His rhythm of life. Today, was one of those days.
Part of the gap year programme is to give the students exposure to various careers out there. It’s good for them to know what is out there. Even if the career is not something that they are particularly interested in… one can still learn from the various professionals / working people that we meet.

I also believe that “ideas breed ideas” – so maybe with one of the career exposure visits, an idea is sparked (birthed) in one of the lives of the gap year students.

This week, the main focus, was online media and journalism. And this morning we threw in a visit to a veterinarian clinic too. (this was the time they had available for us.)

What was fascinating is… (I like to look out for the signs…) -> is that both working places today, the people speaking to the (gap year) students; were (are) Christians. And they spoke freely, and un-awkwardly about God in their work.
There inclusion of God in their presentations was an natural as one breathing.

It didn’t feel like the people were trying too hard! It was evident, that had a relationship with Jesus that is very real to witness.

But more than their faith in God is what was said and taught to the students. We went to Bizcommunity and a Vet to learn about online media and veterinarian sciences respectively – but ended up leaving those visits with so much more…

They imparted life wisdom to the students. They spoke honestly and plainly. They dropped pearls of knowledge. It was fantastic!
It really is difficult to pen into words…but I’d like to end with this:

Sometimes, one can just feel, that God is in the very fabric of life. That He is near. That He is moving in a profound way. And today, was that day!

Posted in People, South Africa


Disclaimer.  This is a very unusual post.  But I just want to share how uncanny this is.


This week with the gappers we are looking at the career or medicine.
Yesterday we went to talk to a Doctor. Her name is Dr D Barnard.
Then today (Wednesday) we visited the heart of Cape Town – the Chris Barnard Museum.
Then tomorrow I am taking the gappers to Career Direct to do some career testing / assessments. The lady I have been organizing with. Her name is Lynette Barnard.

Seriously, how uncanny is that? The surname Barnard, three times in one week. Hmmm, what did those old school pirates use to say? “Blistering Barnacles!” Oh wait… “blistering barnards!” 😉 (lame, I know!)

Thanks for allowing me to waste your time with this post… 😉

Posted in Inspirational, People, Random

Online Community Kindness

Yesterday I was moved by a fellow blogger in the online world.  I have never met the guy. But he was kind enough to reblog my recent post called: The Confessions of a Domestic Worker.

It’s a short story I submitted for a competition hosted by SA Writer’s College .  The story is about good human nature.  Writing against typical stereotypes.  It’s message.  It’s moral would hopefully warm your heart and make you smile.

Thanks so much to Herman van Bon Photography for re-blogging my recent post.  I appreciate it a lot.  We may never meet some the online folk (fellow bloggers) but we can still help one another.  Pass on good inspiration.  And just motivate and encourage one another.  The online world is like another universe. 😉

But there is a sense of solidarity that we as online “dwellers” share.  We display our art: words or photos or thoughts to a world that is willing to listen.  No obligation.  But we all do like a LIKE.

Posted in Inspirational, People

Black and White

Two days ago, here in Despatch, as I was driving our team (Pneumatix students) I noticed a black car-guard helping an elderly white lady cross the street using the pedestrian crossing.

Now it may not seem a big thing to some…

But in South Africa – moments like this need to be celebrated.

The car guard represents our new South Africa (aka rainbow nation)

The elderly white lady no doubt grew up in the apartheid regime.

So that’s why seeing such a gesture is something so heart warming.

Blog done. Over and out.

Posted in Inspirational, People

The boy and the tortoise.

This past weekend, as i was driving along, i noticed a car pull over ahead of me.

The father in the car had asked his son (probably 8 years old) to move a tortoise to safety off the road.

You should have seen that boy! His posture. He was so proud that he got to do such an important job. He was beaming.

It’s  like his dad had told him to charter the course of a ship.

Or fly a plane.

A simple task. A simple instruction from the dad. Which made such a BIG impact in that boy’s life:

“My dad trusts me to do important things.”

“I have what it takes”

And that boy is taught that he needs to care for the world around him.

A simple moment like that can echo onwards greatly…

Posted in Inspirational, People, South Africa

The banter of the Teller #Life#1

The other day when i was paying for my shopping at #Checkers – the teller bantered with me. ‘Joking that i did not have enough cash on my card.’ (*but i did have enough.)

But she was just teasing.

I liked the ease of her humour. I liked how two strangers (her and i) can laugh about something.

One of the biggest qualities about South Africans is their ability to laugh and talk with one another. Even with people you don’t know.

A beautiful life moment that.

Posted in People, Random

The “have a drink” radio comment.

Yesterday (9th March 17:45), the DJ on KFM radio station, mentioned in a news report that the traffic leaving Cape Town was jam packed!

She suggested that the listeners (who were thinking of leaving work) rather go have a drink first before heading home.

Her thinking (I assume) was that the listeners (workers) should wait for the traffic to calm down. Before taking to the road.

In her very next breath, she had to say, what I meant by a drink – is to go have a coffee…

BUT, did she really mean that? Or was she ACTUALLY referring to something alcoholic?

AND if she was – why would that be such a bad thing? Why did she have to correct herself on air?

I think South Africans are too conservative in their word choice and life actions.
Let me explain,

Why did she (the news reader, I assume) have to correct herself?
By her saying: “Have a drink” is she condoning drunkenness?
Or drunken driving?


People – when the hear in conversation “have a drink” – they automatically think the speaker is referring to alcohol? But, maybe they’re aren’t?

And if they are, what is the problem with that?

Having a beer, or a glass of wine, before someone has to head into the traffic, may just be a good thing. After a long, stressful day of work, maybe having a drink, would calm one down. (We,know alcohol has that relaxant in it.)

But, point is, “Have a drink” – is not a negative statement.

“A drink doesn’t lead to drunkenness.”
“An idiot with a drink leads to drunkenness!”

Perhaps, the presenter or whoever offers at advice, should say, “Yeah, go have a drink. Unwind a bit before facing the traffic… but if you are an idiot, then perhaps you should stay away from anything alcoholic and just have a coffee. Because no one likes a drunken idiot!” 😉

Do hear what I am saying? Or what I have written?
(That’s what came to me, when I heard the news reporter / traffic reporter person speak…)

So… welcome to the weekend.
If you like the taste of wine or beer (for there ARE some tasty ones), and you are craving the taste, go and enjoy it!
But don’t be a dick! Because that’s just annoying!