In the rubble: the ruins, the deserted city, the dilapidated walls, the humbled position, the stones of greyness, the mortar of crumbled dreams, In the choking despair, the brokenness, the dust of what was, the faded etchings of cracked paintings, In the tragedies, the unexpected turns, the miscarried plans, the deaths, the rocks of depression, the … Continue reading In the rubble and in the rabble
Read It On The Run What does your blueprint look like? How detailed are the architectural plans that influence the structure of your life ? What's fuelling your direction? Maybe you can answer those questions pretty precisely, but I bet you there are ton more people who can't. Why? Because a lot of this life-essential, … Continue reading RIOT R
So it's been a breath since I was here. I kinda think it's been a short pause.... hardly noticeable ? Now it's not because I didn't want to get the blog cogs turning to churn out something. But, dear reader.....newsflash. I've discovered in my little break, sometimes you just don't have anything worth saying. Titles of … Continue reading Pause. Play.
It's 10.34pm on Sunday night, and I'm lounging on my couch bed. Those that know the story about the couch bed, don't need it retelling so I'll tell u about something else. Right now, I'm eating a hotch potch of gourmet food out of a plastic tub container? Why? Because food like this is … Continue reading A Dinner Invitation to be reckoned with
I've never lived an Easter weekend like this one. Good Friday food shopping to cater for 200plus. Chinese supermarket. Lidl. Aldi. Petrol station. Heron Foods. Church. Then I was bbqing chicken wings(with the help of the Italian chef), bringing Jamaican patties to life and fixing up pretty sweet dessert platters. Slot in a 5 min … Continue reading Catering, Country Barns, Crowded Gatherings and the Cross.
YOU might have already guessed this, but I like sport. I like to play it rather than watch it. I mean, are you kidding me? Why watch other people getting paid to have fun when you can have the fun yourself? Back in the day, I could do any sport pretty well and I was first choice. … Continue reading The Perfect Pacesetter
Please excuse me for this if you’re not the type. But is it just me, or do you sometimes just wanna fire with all guns blazing? You wanna just AK-47 all over the place, beat your chest like Tarzan on a hilltop, wipe the sweat of your forehead and then lie in wait for the … Continue reading My AK-47