MAKE READING GREAT AGAIN: ‘I know that I have less to live than I have lived. And, I feel like a child who was given a box of chocolates. He enjoys eating it, and when he sees that there is not much left, he starts to eat them […]
THE TRAIL BENEATH THE TEARS (Farewell to Africa) . It was when the grind and grumble, Of those wagons passed this way, The colour sergeant’s bark was never meek, The sighing strain of steel, That was bound fast to the wheel, Was melody to rumble and to squeak. […]
Twice this week, I have watched an elderly individual fade into the busy life in which we all live. One man just needed Panadol for his wife, but the shop assistant simply said it’s in ‘6’. He struggled to navigate the supermarket, and as I watched him go […]
CHURCHILL AND THE BOER WAR ‘There is only a means, the resistance of the Boers to break; namely the toughest oppression. In other words, we need to kill the parents, so that the children have respect for us.’ ~ Winston Churchill, Journalist, Morning Post. NOTE: Boer concentration camp […]
An old man meets a young man who asks him: ‘Do you remember me?’ When the elderly man says no, he doesn’t remember him, the young man tells him he was his student, And the teacher asks: ‘Good! What do you do, what do you do in life?’ […]
I asked a friend who is heading towards his eightieth birthday what sort of changes he is feeling in himself? He sent me the following: 1. After loving my parents, my siblings, my spouse, my children and my friends, I have now started loving myself. 2. I have […]
Denis Sefton Delmer (1904-1979), British chief propagandist after the capitulation of Germany in 1945 to the then German expert on international law Professor Grimm: ‘We won this war with atrocity propaganda and now we will start more than ever! We will continue this atrocity propaganda, we will increase […]
ENCOUNTERS WITH HUMANITY: It’s a very strange feeling how someone can be in your life for months or even years and then one day … all of a sudden not be there anymore. Maybe the relationship ended on good terms…. or maybe it was completely catastrophic. Either way, […]
WHO WILL SPEAK FOR EUROPE? . Will no one speak for Europe, We are a special breed, So many hate and denigrate, Pour scorn upon our seed, But who will stand and speak for us, Before we’re trampled in the dust, Oh, such a tragic fate. There’s just […]
THE FIRING SQUAD . Lost in time his mother’s words, When but an arms-held boy, Remembered sweet the lullabies, That brought the infant joy. . The years of boyhood, river stream, Wherever youth will pause and dream, To pen their true love’s sweet word verse, As posies fall […]
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