On this day
Somewhere in the world, a child was born; a father cried; a toddler took its first steps; a yapping dog bit the hand that had fed it; somebody made a…
My father’s visitors
A few months ago I received a call from the hospital. It was the Registrar on duty. I knew my father had gone there for a routine check up earlier…
A marble removed from my back
“You’re not frightened of blood, are you?” said the doctor. “Ah, no. Why, how much will there be?” “Oh, a little bit.” I start to perspire. I take off my…
Waiter, there’s a dead man in my soup.
Cooking or food programs are always centred around a chef or a region or both. The genre is well catered for and very little changes from its recipe and food…
Darkness of the Skeleton – A Short Movie
The following is a short movie written by my daughter, who at the time was eight years old. She also stars in it with me, plus there is a devil…
A jazz inspired trip to New York
In 2000, we took a trip to New York. There was a lot of walking, site-seeing, walking, staying cool, walking, eating, catching up with friends (Rohan Caesar), more walking, all…