03 July 2012
22 April 2012
MY BAD, SORI......
I have not posted in a while, I know, my bad, laptop was stolen with all my photos, but keep looking, I will be back shortly with new and exiting things to show and tell.....
22 August 2008
13 July 2008
15 April 2008
07 April 2008
More Botshabelo
I promised more and here they are.
A look at the old Fort Merensky, inside the old church at Botshabelo and one of the many ruins we found.
04 April 2008
In and around Botshabelo
Lovely time away to Botshabelo, no power, lots of rain, but a lot of nice things to see. More pictures to follow.
A little place called JAN HARMSGAT has all kinds of beautiful things made from wire, tin and tiles.
A little place called JAN HARMSGAT has all kinds of beautiful things made from wire, tin and tiles.
13 March 2008
04 March 2008
21 February 2008
13 February 2008
JOKE OF THE DAY
Teacher: Why are you late, Joseph?
Joseph: Because of a sign down the road.
Teacher: What does a sign have to do with your being late?
Joseph: The sign said, "SCHOOL AHEAD. GO SLOW!"
Joseph: Because of a sign down the road.
Teacher: What does a sign have to do with your being late?
Joseph: The sign said, "SCHOOL AHEAD. GO SLOW!"
06 February 2008
04 February 2008
Joke of the day
THE WISH
A biker was riding along a California beach when suddenly the sky clouded above his head and, in a booming voice, the Lord said, 'Because you have tried to be faithful to me in all ways, I will grant you one wish'.
The biker pulled over and said:
'Build a bridge to Hawaii so I can ride over anytime I want'. The Lord said, 'Your request is materialistic, think of the enormous challenges for that kind of undertaking. The supports required to reach the bottom of the Pacific! The concrete and steel it would take! It will nearly exhaust several natural resources. I can do it, but it is hard for me to justify your desire for worldly things. Take a little more time and think of something that would honor and glorify me'.
The biker thought about it for a long time. Finally he said:
'Lord, I wish that I could understand my wife. I want to know how she feels inside, what she's thinking when she gives me the silent treatment, why she cries, what she means when she says nothing is wrong, and how I can make a woman truly happy?'.
The Lord replied:
'You want two lanes or four on that bridge?'
A biker was riding along a California beach when suddenly the sky clouded above his head and, in a booming voice, the Lord said, 'Because you have tried to be faithful to me in all ways, I will grant you one wish'.
The biker pulled over and said:
'Build a bridge to Hawaii so I can ride over anytime I want'. The Lord said, 'Your request is materialistic, think of the enormous challenges for that kind of undertaking. The supports required to reach the bottom of the Pacific! The concrete and steel it would take! It will nearly exhaust several natural resources. I can do it, but it is hard for me to justify your desire for worldly things. Take a little more time and think of something that would honor and glorify me'.
The biker thought about it for a long time. Finally he said:
'Lord, I wish that I could understand my wife. I want to know how she feels inside, what she's thinking when she gives me the silent treatment, why she cries, what she means when she says nothing is wrong, and how I can make a woman truly happy?'.
The Lord replied:
'You want two lanes or four on that bridge?'
01 February 2008
Cloud, clouds and more clouds...
Dark clouds are hanging over me, each and every day. I need some sunshine in my life to chase the clouds away. A smile, a touch, I miss so much, the laughter you sent my way. Oh come now sunshine and brighten my day and I could be smiling the clouds away.
18 December 2007
Starry Night
I still look up at the sky at night
the way we use to do.
Standing straight, hand in hand,
our heads tilted back,
looking for that shooting star,
a satellite.
Remember the good times we had.
Though we can't go back to the way we were
or try it over again,
we can just remember
how good it felt
when we were more than friends.
the way we use to do.
Standing straight, hand in hand,
our heads tilted back,
looking for that shooting star,
a satellite.
Remember the good times we had.
Though we can't go back to the way we were
or try it over again,
we can just remember
how good it felt
when we were more than friends.
19 November 2007
Think about it!
I went to a party,
And remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mum
So I had a sprite instead.
I felt proud of myself,
The way you said I would,
That I didn't drink and drive,
Though some friends said I should.
I made a healthy choice,
And your advice to me was right,
The party finally ended,
And the kids drove out of sight.
I got into my car,
Sure to get home in one piece,
I never knew what was coming, Mum
Something I expected least.
Now I'm lying on the pavement,
And I hear the policeman say,
The kid that caused this wreck was drunk,
Mum, his voice seems far away.
My own blood's all around me,
As I try hard not to cry.
I can hear the paramedic say,
This girl is going to die.
I'm sure the guy had no idea,
While he was flying high,
Because he chose to drink and drive,
Now I would have to die.
So why do people do it, Mum
Knowing that it ruins lives?
And now the pain is cutting me,
Like a hundred stabbing knives.
Someone should have taught him,
That it's wrong to drink and drive.
Maybe if his parents had,
I'd still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter, Mum
I'm getting really scared.
These are my final moments,
And I'm so unprepared.
I wish that you could hold me Mum,
As I lie here and die.
I wish that I could say, 'I love you, Mum!'
So I love you and good-bye.
MADD (Mothers Against Drunk Drivers)
And remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mum
So I had a sprite instead.
I felt proud of myself,
The way you said I would,
That I didn't drink and drive,
Though some friends said I should.
I made a healthy choice,
And your advice to me was right,
The party finally ended,
And the kids drove out of sight.
I got into my car,
Sure to get home in one piece,
I never knew what was coming, Mum
Something I expected least.
Now I'm lying on the pavement,
And I hear the policeman say,
The kid that caused this wreck was drunk,
Mum, his voice seems far away.
My own blood's all around me,
As I try hard not to cry.
I can hear the paramedic say,
This girl is going to die.
I'm sure the guy had no idea,
While he was flying high,
Because he chose to drink and drive,
Now I would have to die.
So why do people do it, Mum
Knowing that it ruins lives?
And now the pain is cutting me,
Like a hundred stabbing knives.
Someone should have taught him,
That it's wrong to drink and drive.
Maybe if his parents had,
I'd still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter, Mum
I'm getting really scared.
These are my final moments,
And I'm so unprepared.
I wish that you could hold me Mum,
As I lie here and die.
I wish that I could say, 'I love you, Mum!'
So I love you and good-bye.
MADD (Mothers Against Drunk Drivers)
29 October 2007
22 November 2006
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