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)
I can hardly be accused of not enjoying a conversation. The leg for all its negative impacts has introduced me to more people than I have ever met in my life. Utter strangers somehow feel no issue with coming up and asking me what happened. Whilst im pretty much happy to answer and engage in … Continue reading Im so tired of stupid bloody questions….
I never realised just how much I was living the life of Ian Anderson and Jethro Tull. Its almost as this wee ditty was written in some psychic realm for me. I have highlighted some of the words that seem to make more sense than others right now. I got this photo tonight posted to … Continue reading Play us a tune on your leg flute mister…
I have entered a competition. Normally I never do this. Why? cos I never win anything. But I think I have a good chance of winning this prize. Considering that most of my plans have been shelved to buggery since my accident. I figure that I could do with a week in California watching the … Continue reading I need you to vote for me. I need some good luck.