Gertie Part 2

Last week I introduced readers to my grandparents’ Coloured house servant called Gertie.  When my grandparents settled in Johannesburg South Africa, Gertie came to serve them and she did so for more than three decades. *** Even before The Group Areas Act in 1950, there was a move to establish racially segregated residential areas in…

Day 14: August Moon

I was excited when I cleared my in box this morning.  This prompt struck a chord (ta-dah) with me as I recently went in search of one of my all time favourite go-to books.  Following in the footsteps of my father I am a manual-reading and self-help book devotee: Stephanie Dowrick has been a source…

Day 12: August Moon

Lit up, grow sunny, brighten, enliven, kindle, polish, spiff up, irradiate, sparkle and illuminate.  All synonyms for lit up.  When I hear those words I immediately think happy thoughts; something has piqued my interest and bunted me out of my comfort zone, demanding to be noticed. It is new and invigorating and promises adventure. Lit up…

Gertie

My grandparents lived at No: 403 Grand National Building, Rissik Street, Johannesburg, South Africa.  Rissik Street was one of the city’s major streets that carried traffic all hours of the day and night.  It is the only home where I remember visiting Granny and Grandpa although I know they had other homes in Johannesburg since…

Ephemeral

The happiness elves at WordPress have a new gizmo for creating photo galleries on photo savvy devices.  I’m giving the gizmo a go, it is called Mesh. On a break away from home we spent time in the small town of Bellingen. The “Eye” of QP and Eye relishes the out of the way places…

Day 6: August Moon

There is something about twilight that makes me feel… Relaxed and unwound, unless I am at work and then it is different. We talk about dusk and we talk about twilight, we talk about dawn and also twilight but at the other end of the day.  Is there a difference?  Apparently not but did you…