DIMMED BRILLIANCE!

My son, Brent, was to my mind, the perfect child. He did not do any of things his elder brother or sister did. He did not play hooky, Nor did he show the complete lack of interest in anything educational, like. his sister, Laura. She preferred to spend her mind on things more important, like animals, or fairies, or some such........ click too find out more.

THE DARK SIDE OF MOONING PART 2

Following his ’mooning’ accident, and with a shattered pelvis, my son, Sean, was faced with months of bedridden immobility in the local hospital. He had to lie as still as possible, to give his bones a chance to repair themselves. As he was otherwise perfectly healthy this became an interminable, boring, experience............. Click the link to find out more

TRACTOR OR DETRACTOR!

On my hike down memory lane, I stumbled across this gem......... Tractor or Detractor! Without TV or any modern technology such as is available today, my dad used to entertain us by telling stories as we sat around the fire at night. Beautiful times, and a great life. One of his tales was that of … Continue reading TRACTOR OR DETRACTOR!

DOWNING DELGADO & DODGING DEATH!

On my hike down memory lane, I stumbled across this gem......... Downing Delgado and Dodging Death! Modern technology is fantastic. Think about it, we have TV, telephones, face-time and Skype. We can actually see the person we are talking to, even if they are thousands of miles away. All a far cry from pigeon post … Continue reading DOWNING DELGADO & DODGING DEATH!

LAUGHING GAS!

On my hike down memory lane, I stumbled across this gem.......... Laughing Gas! My father was a battler. As a result, we were not the wealthiest family in town, which at that time was Livingstone,  in Zambia. We were, however, a great survivalist family, with an acute sense of humour. In the most daunting of situations, … Continue reading LAUGHING GAS!

THE LITTLE TRIDENT

He had sat entranced by the amazing magical powers of that golden trident. He wished he had one. What wonders would he be able to perform? He pounced on the tool and dashed inside, brandishing it in his mother's direction, and announcing, “I am King Neptune... and this is my magic trident! Mommy, what is your wish?”