Pickering Street: Where it all began
I’ll never forget where it all started! Pickering Street, Durban, mid 1960s, in a humble building, that belied the energy, talent, creativity, blood, sweat, and[…]
Why So Driven?
It’s easy to just recline in front of the TV and channel-hop. It’s easy to sit for hours playing games on your phone or computer,[…]
Riding to Umhloti
There is nothing like an early morning bicycle ride with friends. I’d be on my bike at 4am riding towards Berea where I’d meet up[…]
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I tend to agree with that wise wife of yours. You Christopher are most certainly far more than your ailing…
Indeed a privilege to grow older. And your wise companion is again … spot on !
Brilliantly sussinct
This is so true. The moment we stop exploring the possibilities of our physical and mental capabilities we will stop…
And so we move through our days in these “new” old bodies, while our spirits accustom themselves to dwelling more…