Category Archives: Children

Hunter S. would’ve downed a handful of change with bourbon

Hey yo, please click on the highlighted link if you’d like to read a three page story.  Raging Bulls of Change. It sure as shit ain’t poetry and it’s too long for a regular blog post, but maybe it’s relevant for some. Plus I have nowhere else to put it.

Green balls of curiosity in Waterval Boven

Green balls of curiosity in Waterval Boven

Raspberry fizzy drink lifestyle

This little girl was at the PMB gymnastics club while her Mom was coaching. She didn’t stop playing the entire time that my friend and I were climbing on the High Altitude wall. Continue reading

JC is coming…

This email was started up by my mate James Harvey who has an irrepressible lust for fun in dodgy places… Continue reading

My Dad’s 64th birthday present

Early rise Friday

Today was the 15th of April, which meant that my lil’ sister Erin Pop Idol Fourie had to go to King Shaka International to catch a plane to JHB with a bunch of other talented (I say that because I have to) individuals. Continue reading

Little boys paradise

There probably isn’t much better for a little boy than having this whole cement play park with an electric scooter thing all to himself. A slow day at the Durban beach front amusement park, a super race-car fast day for him.

I think I could watch this video every morning

 

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My Niece

My niece kept asking me what song I kept mumbling under my breath today, and I told her I didn’t have the song on my computer to play for her. Caitlin is nine years old and sensibly told me ‘Oh, we can get it on You Tube’. Ha. So here you have it, one of the best Arcade Fire songs of all time, especially if you’re feeling blue:

Serious Work

Time is Valuable

My blog has died. A very hardcore death. I am trying with all my might to revive it with computer CPR but I am finding it extremely hard to find the time to administer the kiss of life! I left South Africa on the 9th of June and travelled to the Poconos Mountains in Pennsylvania to start my training for an all girls summer camp. And now I look up from my whirlwind of living by the bell, children’s screams, meals, ice-cream, lack of sleep and general chaos to find it’s the 25th of July. What the hell? Continue reading