Posted in Inspirational & Observations from Life, Poetry and Prose

Lent 43 – Dreams Come True

Sometimes cliches are thrown out so casually “dreams come true”
But how often those dreams can be shelfed
In the library of “maybe one day”
And those one days
Becomes weeks which become years

I took a moment, to look back on the last three years.
Of the dreams I pulled off from the shelf
I dreamt of returning to England for five years,
Then it happened:

Friends sported signs “welcome back!
And statuses: “He has returned home.”

I also always wanted to write a book and then it happened:

If you’ve got this far:
Believe in the cliche!
Dreams can come true.
(Sometimes you need to put in the effort.)

If you would like to buy my book you can get it on Amazon:

Posted in Inspirational & Observations from Life, People, Travel & Explore

There’s something about London

There is something about London,
I never get tired of it.

It’s a Friday afternoon,
And I enter the city,
My windscreen, a cinema screen to a busy world:

I notice the sensory overload
But I am strangely calm
Because it’s the wonder and excitement that accompany me
These streets, this city is soooo busy
So full of life.

I notice the famous London buses
I see the delivery bikes whizzing through the hundreds of cars
I notice cyclists riding by in bike lanes or just on the side of the road
I see the pedestrians walking to and fro.
I notice some people sitting at the pub enjoying a pint and each other’s company (After all, the weekend has arrived)
I see a man sitting by himself by a (chain) coffee shop, having a smoke – accompanied by his latte.
I spot a resident peering out from his first floor apartment.
Runners, jog by as the traffic crawls
Those push scooters, seem popular and some folks scoot by…
I observe some venders on the pavements, with pop up stalls.
I drive by all sorts of shops and businesses:
Some shoddy looking ones.
Some classy ones.
London is an array of people
Locals and tourists.
People, trying to get by.
People, thriving.
Ordinary life.
And for some, an extraordinary one.
Some see the city with gloom in their souls,
Others see it with light in their eyes.
How do you see it?

There is just something about London,
This hive of activity
These millions of lives.
I am humbled.
I am marvelled.
I am thrilled.
I am a small fish in a very large ocean.

This picture doesn’t do justice (it was taken on a moody weathered Saturday):


(However here (above) is a ‘sample’ of a London street.)
This one is in fact, not too busy…

Another random blog.
Have a good week!

Posted in Poetry and Prose

Calm and Busy (Advent 15)

Scene 1
Sunday morning 9am
This town of codebreakers
I drive to church
The roads are empty.
A lot of people lying in
(Maybe hanging from the night before.)
God, Your churches are emptier these days, sadly…
The significance of the Saviour
Lies sleeping in forgotten thoughts
Oh how this nation needs You.
Oh how this world needs You.

Scene 2
The hustle and bustle of the city that doesn’t sleep.
The lights strewn across Regents street
Such a contrast.
In this busyness
One can feel so insignificant.
Yet You choose to see us.
To even number the hairs upon my head.

A quiet street
A busy street

Silent morning
Noisy night

You are there.
You are here.
You are everywhere.

Open their eyes
Open my eyes

Posted in Poetry and Prose


This city just doesn’t seem to sleep
Onboard a train heading home
The heat of the day hovers in the carriage
The hoards of people sit there too

Where are they all going?
What has their day / evening been filled with?

Some sit bothered by the heat.
Others chant as their boozed confidence and the heat allows them to take off their shirts.

Some have just finished work?
Some are saying goodbye to a loved one?
Some have been partying?
Some have been on a date?
Some have gone to just get out.
To feel connected.

This big city.
Can swallow you up or invite you in.

How do you choose?

Posted in Travel & Explore

Of London

There is just something about you
The way you lure people in
They are all about today
Basking in the sunshine
That has landed on your shores

She runs through you like a vein, full of life
A Bridge (Tower)ing over her.
Among many others

An array of cultures and languages
Together in an unplanned, but welcomed community
They laugh
Their glasses ting
Their souls satisfied, and restless
And full of wanderlust and stories, yet to be told

In the winter, you have a certain charm
And now, in the spring, the same.
There is a lot to see and do and feel and become…
This season allows for longer days
So one could wonder and wander and take it all in

And yet, we’re just scratching at your surface
Speaking of,
Bellowing beneath you, is a whole network of life and lines and coordination that we put a lot faith in
The elephant and castle and bank all at play
They stream in, in their hoards and thousands

Everyday, someone is seeing you, oh London, for the first time.

The architecture and history you carry.
The hustle and bustle
Red buses and phone booths
Tourists and locals
Pubs and coffee shops
And street art and galleries
And green spaces

The invitation, we accept.
And you welcome us in, with open arms.

O London,
O Lord, I am ever so thankful that I get to stand on those streets.
Swallowed whole by such a vibrant city.
Of colour, of discovery


Posted in Inspirational & Observations from Life, People

The Shrew; she was tamed! (Open Air Theatre)

Thanks so much to What’s On In Cape Town! (Find them on Instagram too)
Catherine and I won tickets to go watch Taming the Shrew (by Shakespeare) at the Maynardville Open Air Theatre.

From 7 February to 1 March 2018, Maynardville Open Air Theatre have been hosting the 10 all-female cast on stage to present: Taming the Shrew.

On arriving to the little park; I felt a sense of ‘sensory overload’ (which is a good thing in my case!) …  I needed a moment to take in my surroundings.

The lights hanging across the walkway.  The buzz of people excited to see the show.  The aroma of coffee floating in the air.  The crisp summer evening air.  (Being there took me to a time I went to night market in London’s Hyde Park)


There was a festivity about the moment!
Then when we entered into the theatre area I was mesmerized. This “creative little pocket” inside the park.

I tried capturing the feeling with this video:

After the final gong sounded – The show started. It was fantastic! Hearing the Shakespearean English. (Kudos to the cast for remembering all of that.)

The soundtrack of the performance was excellent too. They fused modern songs with a classic script.

So hearing this new (ish) song was fun:

(So this above song is actually 20 years old already! Anyone remember The Offspring?)

There was a sense of nostalgia watching the show knowing that the first performance of Taming The Shrew occurred on the stage in front of us – way back in 1956.

And here we are 62 years later…isn’t that incredible?!

From where we sat, I tried capturing some images:

The quality of my pictures are definitely not the best. But then again, I guess sometimes in life one needs to just “John Mayer” the moment: be present in it!

So instead of relying on “others” pictures… book now and go and see the show for yourself. You won’t be disappointed.

Bravo to the cast!

Posted in Inspirational & Observations from Life

Songs of the week 23 (Phillip Phillips + Mumford & Sons)

I couldnt settle for one… so i chose two.

its my blog, I can do what i want, right?

hope this finds you well and i hope these songs fill you with inspiration for this coming week!

First up, Phillip Phillips has been playing over and over in my car stereo.

His sound is so transporting.

I like this take and version of his single: Home.

He does a bit of a Dave Matthews thing at the start of his song.  Still not sure what the term of that is:


Hold on, to me as we go
As we roll down this unfamiliar road
And although this wave (wave) is stringing us along
Just know you’re not alone
Cause I’m gonna make this place your home

Settle down, it’ll all be clear
Don’t pay no mind to the demons
They fill you with fear
The trouble it might drag you down
If you get lost, you can always be found

Just know you’re not alone
Cause I’m gonna make this place your home

Ooo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo. Oo-oo-oo-oo [x2]
Aaa-aa-aa-aa-aa-aa-aa. Aa-aa-aa-aaaaaa [x4]

Settle down, it’ll all be clear
Don’t pay no mind to the demons
They fill you with fear
The trouble it might drag you down
If you get lost, you can always be found

Just know you’re not alone
Cause I’m gonna make this place your home

Ooo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo. Ao-oo-oo-oo [x4]
Aaa-aa-aa-aa-aa-aa-aa. Aa-aa-aa-aaaaaa [x4]

And second song, I guess I could say falls under the same genre is: Mumford & Sons – Babel

The highlight lyrics are the one that grab my attention.


‘Cause I know that time has numbered my days
And I’ll go along with everything you say
But I’ll ride home laughing, look at me now
The walls of my town, they come crumbling down

And my ears hear the call of my unborn sons
And I know their choices color all I’ve done
But I’ll explain it all to the watchman’s son,
I ain’t ever lived a year better spent in love

‘Cause I’ll know my weakness, know my voice
And I’ll believe in grace and choice
And I know perhaps my heart is farce,
But I’ll be born without a mask

Like the city that nurtured my greed and my pride,
I stretched my arms into the sky
I cry Babel! Babel! Look at me now
Then the walls of my town, they come crumbling down

You ask where will we stand in the winds that will howl,
As all we see will slip into the cloud
So come down from your mountain and stand where we’ve been,
You know our breath is weak and our body thin

Press my nose up, to the glass around your heart
I should’ve known I was weaker from the start,
You’ll build your walls and I will play my bloody part
To tear, tear them down,
Well I’m gonna tear, tear them down

‘Cause I know my weakness, know my voice,
And I’ll believe in grace and choice
And I know perhaps my heart is farce,
But I’ll be born without a mask

Thoughts, like these songs?

Cruise on my friends,



Posted in Inspirational & Observations from Life, Travel & Explore

These badges carry stories

A friend of mine is off to the States. That made me think of how she will probably go past many of the “MacDonald’s” of the rock world; namely: Hard Rock Café.

I asked her to get me a guitar pin if she gets a chance.
Then I thought of the others I have collected over the years:


I have noted, it’s one of my hobbies, I guess. I like collecting things. From postcards, to Lego Minifigures and even these pins:

Prague – Came here with my good friend, Edwin, armed with a snowboard injury (damaged ligaments), I hobbled around the city of Prague, and managed to visit this café too sipping on some Czech beer.

London – This one escapes my memory. Who did I go there with?

Manchester – I went with one guy from my youth group in Bicester. His name: Stephen. We went to watch Angels and Airwaves. So I thought, why not, let’s get a hard rock café badge from this city too.

Berlin – Sitting in this café was awesome. We had travelled for about 5 or 6 hours in thick snow from Warsaw to Berlin in the middle of winter. We were tourists off to see the spectacular German city. From mulled wine, to Legoland to brandwurst to walking along to Berlin wall to ending off a day sitting in the hard rock café sipping some German beer. Good times!

Warsaw – I think this may be where my badge (pin) collection started. Visiting my friend Darren, who was dating a Polish girl at the time; was cool to tick off another country in my European travels.

Amsterdam – Pushing my dad around this city in his wheel chair with cobbled roads was a mission. So when we finally did have this beer here, I was grateful… and my thirst was quenched.

Rome – My friend, Clint and I did a trip to Italy seeing both Rome and the stunning Sorrento. I admit here at this hard rock café I felt and sensed “the overboard tourist attraction ness” of these stores. It felt like the “MacDonald’s” of the rock world…

I think this was the last badge I got before I headed back to South Africa.

But now after writing this blog, my travel bug is quickened again. I have been really blessed with all the places I have seen thus far in my life… I look forward to seeing more…

Posted in Inspirational & Observations from Life

Blister in the Sun (farefell to a friend)

This is a little bit of a tribute to my good friend, Nick Masters.

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Today, him and his family leave Toti (where he has have lived for 33 years), they head off to the UK (stopping in Cape Town first for a few days)

A new chapter in their lives await there.

I am happy for them and this amazing opportunity they have before them.  Plus loads of our friends (from Toti) are that side now.  So they land in a network of people already.

I write this with sadness and appreciation. Nick has been and will always be an amazing friend.  I write this to celebrate our friendship so far.  I am sad to see him go, but truth be told from like 2001 – 2008, i lived in other towns (in South Africa) and didnt see him much.  Then for 3 years when I lived in the UK (2009 – 2011), gosh we saw each other loads.

From sharing similar tastes in music / back in std 7, we sang along word for word to Violent Femmes (we still do) / to water skiing shenanigans / to loads of beer (breweries would be proud of us) / walking to streets of London after nights out, hmm were we walking straight? / singing on the tubes (maybe we sang with dutch courage… haha) / to our recent shared hobby: geocaching / watching bands / tenpin bowling (ah all the usual life stuff) / even some profound conversations

I am proud to have Nick as a friend and totally gonna miss that guy.  But thankfully we live in a world that we can communicate easily,

Nick, Godspeed dude in your new adventure!

Keep me space in your spare room.  Coming to visit soon.  And keep aside a few caches for us to find.

Rock on!


Posted in Inspirational & Observations from Life

This made me REALLY sad…

Forgive me for my “excellent” picture editing.  However this picture below is what I saw this morning as I pulled off from a stop street and looked in my rear view mirror:

(Essentially what the picture depicts is a boy sitting in the passanger seat in front with his mom driving, and he is wearing: headphones.)

What the Heck!  Seriously how sad is that?!

– Right next to his mom, and he rather shut himself off from her… by putting headphones on.
– That reflects a lot of what is going on in our society today: “we are here, but not present”
– Or as a lot of people note in London, you see how people shut themselves off from people with thier headphones. Although I believe thats for others reasons too and not just disconnection.)
– However just seeing this boy being next to his mom and still wearing his headphones, made me so sad. How rude is that?
– And how disconnected?

Anyway thats my gripe. My observation.

What do you think? Have you noted how unpresent people can be? And how we disconnect ourselves too often? Thoughts?