Life's Good! A marvelous evening has been had at my sister and brothers house in Plumstead. A marvelous meal, great company and a marvelous tone of discussion.
Of considerable importance is that on Saturday is a great clash which may be witnessed by all! Wynberg is gracing the presence of my Alma Mater, SACS. I will be watching the rugby and supporting my Alma Mater beating the pants off Wynberg.
Of note is the forthcoming SACS Old Boys Dinner, Tuesday 11, SEPTEMBER!
PERSISTENT STATE OF ONGOING RECOVERY this is the story of construction of a life that was and is beautiful. I am because I think I think because I can Life's Good Thank God for what I do have and not for what I do not!
For the Grace of God
Father, thank You for making me alive in Christ! I declare that Jesus is my Lord and Saviour, and because He died for me, I can live the abundant life here on earth. Help me stay focused on You this day & live with the enthusiasm that comes from knowing You in Jesus’ name, Amen.
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Today I say goodbye...
...To the uncomfortable pain I have had the iniquitous honour to have born for four and a half years :{>
Colours fading into darkness, there I saw the man!
Oh what a BONUS.
A day of great joy!
Now I sincerely hope that I can post unlimited amounts of carefully composed literature, to fill the gap as it were. Later for all that...
Colours fading into darkness, there I saw the man!
Oh what a BONUS.
A day of great joy!
Now I sincerely hope that I can post unlimited amounts of carefully composed literature, to fill the gap as it were. Later for all that...
Monday, August 13, 2007
Another Day in Africa
At the Warehouse and mimicking life!
What is the answer to the question 'What is the meaning of life?'
If your answer comes close to 42, you are on the right track!
Or so Zaphod Beeblebrox would have you believe.
Ouch! That would be ET's addition.
What is the answer to the question 'What is the meaning of life?'
If your answer comes close to 42, you are on the right track!
Or so Zaphod Beeblebrox would have you believe.
Ouch! That would be ET's addition.
Sunday, August 12, 2007
What a great day in Africa it is
The 'puter professor is finally Linuxising our house!
Dad's puter is now a Linux Base Station of Note!
As for the other puter thing, we have closed the window (he he he he he)
As for the rest, we will leave it to your imagination.
It is a lovely day in Africa and we are going to be Mugged @ C^2!
I have also, just this AM, got my copy of Christ Church Centenary, an account of our church centred community.
I shall see you all later (he he he he - lol)
Dad's puter is now a Linux Base Station of Note!
As for the other puter thing, we have closed the window (he he he he he)
As for the rest, we will leave it to your imagination.
It is a lovely day in Africa and we are going to be Mugged @ C^2!
I have also, just this AM, got my copy of Christ Church Centenary, an account of our church centred community.
I shall see you all later (he he he he - lol)
Thursday, August 9, 2007
What a day in Africa
Today was exceptional, so I am retiring exceptionally late!
See on the other side of midnight.
See on the other side of midnight.
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
"indeed to goodness"
Hello you lot of space cadets!
I am back at Evergreen for coffee mornings and Life's Good!
I was with 'the usual gang' at Evergreen and a fine cuppa joe was consumed.
It makes me feel alive to be there!
Pressing on, I have so much {too much:( to catch up here - oh where do I start?}
Start at the beginning...on I strive...later
I am back at Evergreen for coffee mornings and Life's Good!
I was with 'the usual gang' at Evergreen and a fine cuppa joe was consumed.
It makes me feel alive to be there!
Pressing on, I have so much {too much:( to catch up here - oh where do I start?}
Start at the beginning...on I strive...later
Friday, August 3, 2007
Fiesta, a verbal trough of ....
...absolute nothingness.
Am I a poet? Neigh, more like a rusty old horse with a cantankerous rider who feels a bit like a fartled gruntbag!
Those were the days my friend...
It's late in the evening, and I've really blown those crowds away.
Am I a poet? Neigh, more like a rusty old horse with a cantankerous rider who feels a bit like a fartled gruntbag!
Those were the days my friend...
It's late in the evening, and I've really blown those crowds away.
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