Random thoughts of a happy brain damaged ex actress… Me!
“Pedal, Gaynor, pedal!” My six year old legs pumped up and down and the bicycle swerved to the left, to the right and then found it’s course and straightened out. My father ran beside me encouraging: “Yes, that’s it, good, good girl!” The stabilisers were gone. I was riding a bicycle. A two wheeler bicycle.
It is always a total delight!Each year I am treated to a trip to England. Always I come back thinking: ‘That was the best holiday ever!’This time was no exception. I saw wonderful sights. I visited magnificent stately homes. I gasped in awe at the beauty of cathedrals and churches. And I climbed to the
Every year I am treated to a holiday in England I am looking so forward to this exciting ‘adventure’ which is now beginning. Leaving my home in George, there are naturally things that I will miss. Here are a few pictures of the things that will pull at me whilst being away: I will miss
Bam! Bam! Kapow! Crash! Bam!Bam! Bam! Kapow! Crash! Bam!!!That was how Nathan’s musical career began.With drums!!!!! He would drum at the kitchen table when he should have been hurrying for school. He would drum on the counter while his mum got the food out for lunch. And he would drum out a tune when he
Two brown eyes met mine.They held and something seemed to spark between us. Then she turned her attention back to her puppies again.“Once the puppies are weaned, we will sterilise her and then she is all yours.”That was how Perdita, my wire haired dachshund, entered my life.When I think of the joy, laughter and happiness
A child sitting on steps looking out. I just adore this work of Margi Larlham’s. It was created from a photo of her when she was much younger. It reminds me so much of a photograph I have of Emily, her daughter, taken in 1982. Excepting this is a picture of the child from the
I was sitting at the Rhodes Memorial in Cape Town with B, when suddenly I was tapped. I swung around to be met by a dark mopped stranger with this delicious grin on her face. “Gaynor?” A stranger that knew my name. “I would recognise your voice anywhere!” Obviously B and I, both being deaf,
I cannot join my friends when they go into the woods. I’m unable to walk at the pace they like to walk. Also, just imagine if we met ‘a big bad wolf’, I would be easy pickings as I am unable to run! Recently it was with a carefree heart and a nimble ‘Gaynor step’
Hey, old friend What d’ya say, old friend? Are you okay, old friend?……… Songwriter: Stephen Sondheim Hi there, my sweetest friend! Yes, I know that I am incredibly slack with my letter writing. And that you always understand and take great delight in what I have to say. So, let
I stared at The Displaced Ibis in awe. One of the Ten Commandments is: “Do not covet.” I looked at my friends new painting and I’m very much afraid to admit that I broke that commandment. I coveted. Oh, how I coveted! It was a painting of an Hadeda Ibis. It is standing on an
