For what is your life? It is even a vapor that appears for a little time and then vanishes away.
“The moon!”, said Nathan, my three year-old son. We were standing on the porch in the early October evening. I was a little self-conscious, because he had been insisting on running around without any pants and the neighbours’ house is on a slight rise, overlooking ours. “I see two moons,” I remarked. I couldn’t help... Continue Reading →
Teddy you inhabit my earliest memories, Teddy: an echo of solace and reassurance like me, you came into the world naked; wrapped now in the red granny knitted for you to cover up a shame you never felt, unlike me and as our realm filled with adventure you became a viking warrior,... Continue Reading →
I am not convinced that God interferes in the affairs of men nearly as much as we think He does, but if I were a little less cynical I could be persuaded that God had His hand in the opportunity I had to visit my grandmother yesterday. I had travelled 1200km from Johannesburg to run... Continue Reading →
titanic - peter (1975 - ) the grey day deepens, darkens into dusk; the writhing waters, softly sighing, resign themselves to powers beyond the brooding sky. far below the restless, shifting surface of the sea, where night and day and season cannot reach, the ghostly bulk of a rusting wreck rests in the frigid... Continue Reading →
Earlier this week I had to fly down to KwaZulu-Natal to participate in the national standardisation of drama practicals. It was my first introduction to the Dramatic Arts examining panel, and they were – as can be expected – absolutely fabulous and thoroughly entertaining. On Monday night for dinner they elected to eat at a... Continue Reading →
Vapors In The Wind 