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? ūüėČ

PS. Sting, could not make this performance…

Posted in Humour, Random

The Mouse at Christmas

(Every Christmas is filled with sad and warm stories.) Here is a random (but cute) story about a mouse. Let’s call him Whiskers (yes, I just did that.)
And maybe this is also inspired by Tom Hank’s book: Uncommon Type
(I like the idea of a book containing short stories.)



Our friends came to visit us. In the spirit of Christmas they added some cheer to our Christmas tree by placing two chocolate Santa’s up in the branches.

Two mornings later; I woke up and noticed one Santa on the floor. Looking dejected and lonely…

The other was missing.

My first thought: Was that my wife was craving some chocolate and thus she grabbed one. And in her haste she knocked the other to the ground. (RIP Santa 1)
So I asked her about it. She replied saying that it wasn’t her. So imagine me; that whole day I’m baffled by this mystery. Who took it the other Santa? Did it escape?

Even crazier still; did someone walk into our house? That would be scary!

So I pushed the mystery to the back of my mind. Then later that afternoon I grab the watering can in the kitchen and there he was… the half opened Santa in the corner. An mess of chocolate and foil pieces.

Solved. We have a resident mouse ūüź≠ who must have been craving chocolate. And decided to surprise father Christmas. Hmm; that mouse is quite remarkable! A climber… how did it get into that Christmas tree?

The End.


Whiskers was feeling brave! He had been outside. Those humans had seen him slurping from the water bowl. And all he heard the lady say was “how cute is that little mouse.”

So he knew his chances were good. Those giants seemed harmless.
Another two humans had visited them on the weekend. The best part was that they had bought chocolate with! “Eeek!” (my favourite)

He noticed the two Santa’s were placed in the tree. (Hmmm, a bit of a tricky location. But I have time on my side.)

As their door closed. And their room light went off. It was time for action. He had planned the route earlier that day from the corner. (Where they couldn’t see him)

Route: Up the wires behind the CD’s and appliances (DVD machine etc) / onto the shelf / fire place mantel / reach towards the tree / take out Santa!

(Little did Whiskers know; was that his plan was incomplete…)

He had easily got up to the mantelpiece.
But then tried reaching for those Santa.
Those humans had fooled him. Grrr! The branches in that tree were so flimsy!

But he was hungry. So he had decided to launch himself towards the Santa’s.
He was successful.
He had managed to jump and collide with both Santa’s and they all three went crashing to the ground…

Mission completed. Well mostly…

He left one father Christmas behind. Because they were heavy.
He had vowed to get back to the other.
But the amount of time Whiskers wasted on trying to unwrap those guys, took longer than expected! (What suckers, wrap these chocolates in foil like this…mouse unfriendly packaging)

The story ended almost happily.
The next day, that human man, found where I hid the stash. He had even taken off the foil for him.
So Whiskers had planned on going for the rest of that chocolate.

But that following day, that man, took the chocolate outside, threw it out to Nuts, the squirrel.

Darn rodents!

The End.

Merry Christmas ya’ll!

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. ūüėČ

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 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!” ūüėČ

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!


Posted in Inspirational, People, Random, South Africa, Uncategorized


I’ve been here in my new job for just over a month now. It’s been incredible!

I realised. Maybe my friends and some family, may wonder what I actually do? And also what is with the whole #pneulife and #pneugeneration I keep hashtagging in my Instagram posts. It’s not like I am spelling NEW incorrectly? ūüėČ

So last night, we held an event called WTF! Not what you think… but rather:


I was seriously blown away and so inspired by the talent that we have in our school. ¬†These students had me kinda emotional. ¬†From dances, to skits, to singing… it was seriously really good. ¬†I thought to myself: ¬†Thank you Jesus, I get to be part of this and surrounded by this creativity! ¬†Here are some pics from the night. ¬†But actually they don’t really do justice:

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To see some videos of the night go to the Pneukleus Instagram account.

So my role her is that of Gap Year Coordinator. ¬†What does that entail? ¬†Yes, some seriously adventurous and fun stuff. ¬†But that really is only 1/5 of the programme. ¬†In each week, with the students, we will do career exposure (cover about 13 different careers). ¬†Then we do some spiritually development stuff. ¬†Going deeper in connection with God and one self. ¬†There is also an aspect of self discovery. ¬†Each person working out who they are? ¬†Personality type, love languages, etc. ¬†Then there is the fitness side. ¬†And I cannot exclude, the massive tour prep. ¬†This is taking the gospel (good news) out to various towns around the country. ¬†Using dance and drama – ¬†But the quality of this is outstanding! ¬†The young adults are dancing to the likes of Michael W Smith. ¬†(When did teens in high schools ever connect with that? haha!) ¬†Nope! ¬†The Pneumatix crew is dancing with relevant stuff and bringing a message that hits home. ¬†That’s what grabbed me, when I saw them on tour… ¬†They were not afraid to cover and deal with the difficult topics.

And what is also something to note. ¬†Is that these youngsters we have here on campus. ¬†(52 this year.) ¬†They also come here with a story. ¬†Life hasn’t always been kind to them either. ¬†So this is a place where they will find healing too.

There are many places, these young folk can study.  And at those institutions, they are just a student number.  Here they are known, couched and cared for.  When these young adults leave, they will leave as gentlemen and ladies, who have been educated in excellence!

So they the point of this post… about the PNEU. ¬†Comes from the word “Pneuma”

It refers to the breath of God. ¬†Which is just pretty darn cool! ¬†Reminds me of the passage in Ezekiel 37. ¬†This¬†VIDEO¬†depicts it well. ¬†In this passage Ezekiel is show a valley of dry bones. ¬†He is asked by God if they can come back to life? ¬†God’s in inviting him to see something incredible. ¬† To be part of something incredible. ¬† To cut a long story short… the PNEU / “breath of God” is given to these dry bones and they are brought to life!

Another encounter of this PNEU is when God makes Adam. ¬†He’s breathes life into him.

So that’s what we are as a campus / college. ¬†We want each person to experience the “breath of God.” ¬†Thus giving them a #Pneulife and becoming a #Pneugeneration.

Besides… the whole PNEU thing is quite catchy! ūüėČ

So my gap year programme is called Pneukleus – again going with the whole Peu thing…

Pneumatix is best known for it’s performing arts department. ¬†Some seriously good dancing here, and acting. ¬†Then we have film school here and music. ¬†And theology. ¬†Any psychology. ¬†There is a lot to be done here.

So next time, you are in the area.  Do pop in, come and see what we are about.  Besides, we have the most incredible campus:


So that’s it for now. A bit about #Pneumatix and what I do. If you want to know more. Feel free to ask.


I must end off with this. In Secunda, one breathed in the pollution of Sasol. Here I keep singing the lyrics of Switchfoot to myself: “I can feel my lungs again”

Posted in Random

Colours of the week…?

Black Friday. Black is a whole description for a Friday. I see Friday as red.

Speaking of colours of the week. Where does the association of certain colours for certain days of the week come from?

I see:

Monday as black
Tuesday as light green
Wednesday as purple
Thursday as.. probably white?
Friday as red
Saturday as brown
Sunday as pink or orange?

But where do I get that from? Where does that association come from?

Maybe when I was young and we learnt the days of the week…the week day names were written in that colour or where on that colour background?

The mind is a peculiar thing.
Just another random post ūüėČ

Better than colours… one should attach emotions as the cure did:

“Friday, I’m in love…”