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Born and raised in South Africa. Presently living in Ireland. Enjoy good food with a glass of wine. This is my little world where I say what bothers me in my own words. Words here are only how I experience life or incidents and is not necessarily a fact or what I believe in.

So far…

My mind is still collecting dust.

Europe is now officially in a recession, what ever that is suppose to mean. I get more Sterling for my Euro and plenty Monopoly Rands for the pound.

Will be back some time in December, to ruin your Christmas with the facts and reasons why we celebrate this “capitalist” holiday, and will have the answer to why and where size does matter.

I am still waiting for …

Call it a day!

It is time for me to call it a day! Time to remove myself a little from everything. To watch. To think.

So for now I have to say good bye for a little while. It may not be long. A few weeks or so and I will be back. Hopefully a little wiser and a more to say.

This time the silence in the desert is becoming very loud. Onrustig will still be around, but do not worry if it is gone. It will be back.

Time to clean house and listen to the echos of silence.

Be good!

Does size matter?

The road.

road Life is a road we all have to walk,

After a break it is time,

to walk the road again.

Till we meet again, sooner

than later I hope.

Behind Walls.

WallsHow many of us over the years, build walls around us? To protect us from others. From pain, hurt or even to prevent the same to happen. A wall we build over the years.  Stone by stone. From behind these walls, we are in control. We decide who enters, and who leaves.

Can you remember the first day you laid the foundation for this wall? Can you remember the reason why you decided to build this wall? How lonely this walled city became over the years.

Mother Nature’s Viagra?

Oysters au Natural Oysters have been known as a food for lovers and an aphrodisiac since the Roman times. Roman emperors paid for them by their weight in gold. Aphrodite, the Greek Goddess of love, came from the sea on an oyster shell to give birth to Eros, the word “aphrodisiac” was born. Casanova used to eat a dozen oysters before he will even start a meal. Oysters have been an very important food since the Neolithic period and were cultivated long before the Christian era.

“  The oyster is a prolific bivalve, raises its young inside its shell. How it piddles is a riddle, but it does so what the hell !”