Hellpants Fail fail fail, FIFA World Cup 2010, My Broken Leg

Vuvuzela’s blown outside of Somerset Hospital (right next door to the Cape Town Stadium)

When I had my accident back in January.  I was in hospital for a couple of weeks down at the Waterfront.  It was a strange place to be, in essence the hospital is right next to the sea, and just a  stones throw away from the Cape Town Stadium. I wasnt in hospital because I … Continue reading Vuvuzela’s blown outside of Somerset Hospital (right next door to the Cape Town Stadium)

Hellpants My Broken Leg, My Labrador Frieda, Places in South Africa

20 weeks, 140 days, and im off for my first walk up to the ponds with the pooch.

Pretty much every day, I would take my dog for a wee walk or swim up in the mountains.  To me, one of the best things about living in Cape Town in the City Bowl, is the ability to be in nature literally just crossing the road. I off now for a wee drive/walk up … Continue reading 20 weeks, 140 days, and im off for my first walk up to the ponds with the pooch.

Hellpants Bloody Transportation, Fail fail fail, Me being a bit Miserable and contemplative, My Broken Leg, South African Music, Stand Up Comedy

Just out of hospital. No joy. ANOTHER 4 WEEKS MINIMUM

Well that was fun.  Ive just got out of the outpatients at the New Somerset Hospital.  Ironically the only thing new there is the new strains of TB being cultivated by the dying there daily. I was very much looking forward to getting my ex-fix removed.  Alas no. Nothing wrong with my leg, just not … Continue reading Just out of hospital. No joy. ANOTHER 4 WEEKS MINIMUM

Hellpants Bloody Transportation, Fail fail fail, Me being a bit Miserable and contemplative, My Broken Leg

queues? you want queues? you cannot handle queues. How I long for the short waits at Home Affairs.

Sweet Lordy. I've been at the Somerset Hospital this morning since 8am.  That's not long you say.  Well i'm still waiting for my file to be handed over to me.  So that I can start the long process of going from orthopaedics through to x-rays, and back and forth.  I used to think it took … Continue reading queues? you want queues? you cannot handle queues. How I long for the short waits at Home Affairs.

Hellpants Dolly Parton, My Broken Leg

“I describe my look as a blend of mother goose, cinderella, and the local hooker.” I love Dolly Parton

In a world full of copies, imitation and rubbish.  One person stands out in my opinion as the mother of honesty. There is something about Dolly Parton that just does it for me.  By that....im not referring to her sexuality, which she oozes for a grandmother. Dont get me wrong, Im not keen in a … Continue reading “I describe my look as a blend of mother goose, cinderella, and the local hooker.” I love Dolly Parton

Hellpants Me being a bit Miserable and contemplative, My Broken Leg, Places in South Africa, Stand Up Comedy

Did I break my funny bone along with my tibia and fibula?

Its been over three months since my accident.  Three months of feeling sorry for myself and not exactly getting much done. I recently starting doing a few stand-up gigs again.  But I will admit to being neither funny, nor motivated. The South African comedy scene is fairly fractures (scuse the pun) and the distances involved … Continue reading Did I break my funny bone along with my tibia and fibula?