Monday, 5 October 2015

You Cannot Pass

And here it is folks Johnny, our friendly Grey Crowned Crane coming between William and me, squawking the words "Ungadluli la, you cannot pass!" to poor William who wasn’t sure how to handle my friend Johnny.

Johnny has always had a liking to me and took great pride to keeping others away from me. Sometimes Johnny can be too much as he follows me around on my daily walks through the garden on my breaks. I used to try duck into the office to just to get away from him, then he starts circling my building squawking and kicking up a fuss trying to slip inside.

A couple of times Johnny has been successful. There I am sitting at my desk working and I hear this Jurassic Park sound of a raptor walking down the passage, going room to room looking for his prey, only to look up to at the face of Johnny all happy to have found me.

William is a Christian, soccer playing Zulu language linguist who is looking for opportunities in media and the youth to use his skills. Today he came in to plan the KINGinme programme at the Youth Centres where he uses soccer and Jesus to minister to the troubled youth who find themselves in conflict with the law. And there I was busy showing William around Mogale Business Park, when Johnny decided that I should be rather walking with him than a Zulu white boy.

No matter what obstacles are put in your way, God always has a plan. Maybe Johnny wasn't trying to stop William, maybe he was the Praise Singer. #KINGinme

Sunday, 4 October 2015

All Grown Up

Oh what a surprise, there I was on my phone checking social before church, and who pops up in my space? David, yes you heard correctly David, my old friend from over five years ago with his entire family.

I last saw David and Kate in February last year and the two girls Jessica and Julia way back in 2009. Okay I can’t call them girls anymore because they have all grown up now.

Saturday, 3 October 2015

Janine and the Tiger

Yesterday morning I saw a Joburg Photowalkers meet up that came through my mail. Although I was buried in work, the mail intrigued me, a tiger moth would be buzzing a steam train on route to Magaliesburg.

The de Havilland DH.82A Tiger Moth is biplane built in the early 1930s a primary trainer. All the South African aces of the Second World War started their flying careers in a Tiger Moth. These slow biplanes were used by the South Africa Air Force until 1958. ZS-UKW may have started her life in the military but now this elegant old lady sure did give us a stunning display of how a steam train can be buzzed.

Janine, the Class 15F steam locomotive 3046, has been wonderfully restored by the steam fanatics Reefsteamers which are based in Germiston. The Class 15F was designed in South Africa in 1936 as a Mountain type steam engine with a wheel arrangement of 4-8-2. The 15F were built both in Germany and the United Kingdom from 1938. From what I can find out locomotive 3046 was built in Glasgow in 1945. As a post war engine, she had slight design improvements.

Now with the history and lineage of these two old ladies that can be traced way back, it was a pleasure to see both of them race past me.

Friday, 2 October 2015

Cogs and All

The creative elements of our offices are clicking into place as Rob starts installing the cogs. The graffiti elements are all sprayed on with the last of the rattle of the spray cans echoing down the hall. All that is left are the 3D elements of cogs and glass panels.

Somehow the graffiti broke out from the reception of eKayaMedia and was seen being sprayed onto the blank sections of the Digital section which is where we are. Awesome!

Thursday, 1 October 2015

Spray Cans

There was a young man, Mars, who just loved to spray with his little spray cans of colour. He would spray day and night, his graffiti colourful and bright surely would bring joy to eKayaMedia with such delight.

With the rattle of his cans, our reception transformed. No more black and white, our reception dull changed into a work of art before our very eyes.

Halfway to go with lots of more colours cheerful and bright till this baby is all rattled out...

Wednesday, 30 September 2015

Three Babies

Finally I managed to get a photograph of all three baby springbucks in one photo. These three were born just over a week ago and have been rather shy compared to last season’s babies which were springy and bouncing everywhere as baby springbucks tend to do.

Tuesday, 29 September 2015

Vespa in Art

Walking into Bosasa’s refurbished reception area, I could not help but notice the two Vespas models on the one side, just under model Ferrari. I can see some classic Italian influence creeping into the art décor. At least my Vespa won’t feel so alone arriving at work.

Monday, 28 September 2015

You got to have Faith

A top secret project kicked off this morning with two top Johannesburg graffiti artists arriving with the words from Darth Vader “You may dispense with the pleasantries, commander. I am here to put you back on schedule”.

Today’s photo is of one of the graffiti artists, Brendan, giving a thumbs up inside the secret room and a photo of his car which he airbrushed the artwork himself. “I find your lack of faith disturbing.”

Someone once said that absolutes are the straight jackets to spirituality. They are for trend hungry media pindits, religious cults, and Darth Vader.

Sunday, 27 September 2015

Here Kitty

With all the fuss and excitement of yesterday evening, today turned out to be a slow day at home. Mind you, slow in a nice way. Relaxing and rejuvenating. Now just to get the cat away from lying in front of the TV. Ahhh a feather will do, here kitty.

Saturday, 26 September 2015

Rugby Cat

Who cares about rugby, well not BB the cat. As we scrambled to get ready in front of the TV to watch our pitiful Sprinkboks take on the mighty Somoans. After last Saturday’s disaster start against Japan it was all or nothing for our South African rugby team.

As for BB, what was all the fuss about she would have purred as she plonked herself down in front of the TV as cats do. Although it was strikingly obvious our team didn’t have a game plan, our boys played exceptionally well individually and we of course won.

Friday, 25 September 2015

Thunder Chores

Thundercats! Yesterday, I tried to start my pickup and the battery was totally flat therefore this morning I put the battery into my Vespa’s topbox and headed to work. Because yesterday was a public holiday and many people made it a long weekend which meant that there was not many peeps at work holding the fort down, we decided to shut down early. Perfect for me to get a new battery for the pickup. Wow R850.00 later, talk about everything getting more and more expensive.

I arrived back home at 3ish with a huge Highveld thunderstorm brewing behind me. Quickly get Matthew to do some chores by helping me bring in the washing. It turned out to be more thunder than an actual storm.

Thursday, 24 September 2015

Dropping In

Cousins Matthew and Matthew

Last week I got my ear chewed off for not visiting my family in Pretoria. Those who know me well, I am not really big into family because those closest to you tend to hurt the most. In other words, I try to simply live my life and keep my nose clean. One of my favourite words is Fandamly, you can choose your friends but not your family.

Don’t get me wrong, there is nothing wrong with my family especially this one. My fandamly I believe are like most families, skeletons in some closets, but don’t tell me as I don’t want to know. I am a people person and will look over all faults just to keep the peace. Don’t worry, it is me that has the biggest baggage and issues, get over it.

My Cousin Robert

So after hearing from my family last week, I thought I better just pop in and say hello when I drive past picking up Matthew for the weekend. So this morning was the official day of popping in and doing my family duties once in a while. Surprise!

Uncle Tony

Today is Heritage Day and what better way to celebrate it by surprising family that you don't often see. In today’s photos you can see along with Matthew, three generations of Botha boys.

Wednesday, 23 September 2015

God will Never

The quote on the wall in the Prayer Room is from Hebrews and is referencing an earlier scripture found in Deuteronomy "Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid and do not panic before them. For the LORD your God will personally go ahead of you. He will neither fail you nor abandon you."

Tuesday, 22 September 2015

They are Watching

Wherever you walk in Mogale Business Park, someone or something is always watching you. Yes they are watching.

This afternoon I was feeling drained and I was starting to micro sleep at my desk. Strange as I am getting enough sleep so I hope I am not coming down with a nasty bug. Energy! I seek energy so I decided the best was to take a walk into the lovely gardens outside my office to get some fresh air into lungs. Breathe!

While strolling, enjoying the beautiful surrounds, some small movement caught my eye. Maybe it was a new baby springbok hiding in the undergrowth as three new springboks have been born this week. But this time something else was watching me. Both this tiny duiker and I were frozen on the spot. Yes not even a meter from me was the smallest duiker I have ever seen, not even 20cm tall. Wow, she was as big as my smallest Italian Greyhound, Jade. Oh I am sure Jade would love to play with this little buck.

Monday, 21 September 2015

Harro Spling Boks

After a disastrous start to the Rugby World Cup tournament by our team, the Springbokke, who lost to Japan’s Cherry Blossoms, it was time to go smell the roses, no sorry the cherry blossoms. But who we trying to kid, as the cherry is dropped and the Japanese team is now called the Brave Blossoms.

Questions abound as the once proud Springbok team becomes the joke of the world. And believe me sushi jokes with a dash of springbucks are aplenty all of a sudden. How can a team ranked third in the world get beaten by a team ranked 13th and who has ever only won one first class game before. Were we ever good enough with defeat after defeat from the hands of lower teams this season? Was the coach Heineke Meyer ever the right coach in the first place?

Oh well we can all scream from the side lines but how can we criticise without wearing their rugby togs. Well back to the baby springbuck that was born a week ago. I still haven’t got a perfect photo of him/her yet but perseverance is the name of the game.

Sunday, 20 September 2015

Scadoxus Puniceus

Now this is a come ups for the books. Look what has sprung up in my garden. Well not much of a garden, just trees and wild grass until now.

I didn’t even know their name until now. The Scadoxus puniceus, is also known as the Isiphompho, Paintbrush lily, African blood lily, King of Candida, Rooikwas, Royal paintbrush, Snake lily, and Umgola. Whatever it is called, this plant is very toxic yet at the same time used for tradition medicines.

Saturday, 19 September 2015

Team Carleton

What our region looked like in the early hours of this morning

We arrived at our little Bed & Breakfast about 1 o’ clock this morning, a quick shower and bed for me, especially after that hooker thought that we were clients and came to our window to offer her services to us. The photos used in this post where not taken during the operation but today on our tour of the area before heading back to Johannesburg. Please note the following is our team’s report from a game called Ingress and not the official sitrep.

Daytime view of the road to that dark cemetery

Last night we were part of Team Carleton, with other teams travelling all over this beautiful country of ours last night, just to get into position. Our team, Bashles15, BioniKat, Devash15, MaxyJade, Rooliez15, and WaterTech12214, were supposed to meet at 9pm at this dark cemetery outside Carletonville but somehow the Enlightened managed to get wind that something was up and hopped into reactive action. Of course the Toads must have smelt something in the air after we took out the Tarlton blocking links and WaterTech the ones south of Johannesburg.

Non, je ne regrette rien

By the time we were in place, the toads of Randfontein had put up blocking links from inside of a bus factory. Talk about them moaning when portals are used from inside the Mogale Business Park. According to the Ingress Terms and Conditions Office Parks like the one that Bosasa finds itself in are allowed but not in the middle of a factory. But no use crying over spilled milk, the toads used the factory for blocking links to Botswana and to the Northern Cape. They pulled a dirty right in the beginning so we had to deploy our special ops team, Lala, Arno, and Vuurvliegie, to take care of the bus company problem.

Abandon all hope, ye who enter here

With a two hour delay already, we waited in the lights of our cars at a very dark cemetery just outside Carletonville for the words Go Go Go to come over our comms. And then it was a go as the blocks went down, followed quickly by the first of our fields going up. Due to the delays, some of the teams were a little quick and covered us in a field before we could finish our fields. This spelt the end of our part of the operation so our team started dispersing.

God himself laid them to rest

We decided to stay in town and capture all the portals and while in the process, news came in that the big field covering us was flipped and we had to rush back to the cemetery. So at brake neck speed, narrowly missing a hare, we arrived back at the grave part of town. The operation was back on and by the end of our part Bionikat alone had made over 4 million mu with 5 layered fields.

Fresh Eggs

It was now bed for us, and for the other teams to kicked into action and extended the fields even bigger.

Warm Beer

We woke up this morning covered in layers upon layers of blue fields. Well done all who were involved.

The outcome of the operation

Friday, 18 September 2015

Smurf the Earth

This weekend is huge in the making, a worldwide Ingress Resistance event, Smurf the Earth, which is along the lines of the Olympics. Lynda and I were asked to join a team for this top secret mission.

I can’t say much until tomorrow so here is a photo during the event which we found ourselves just before midnight at a cemetery in the middle of nowhere meeting other smurfs in clandestine. The agent’s names left to right are Bionikat, Bashles15, Devash15, WaterTech12214, and Rooliez15.

Ooooh and I am sure there were some movements coming from some freshly covered graves but I couldn’t tell the others as they were on edge already.

Thursday, 17 September 2015

A-Wooing Go

A Duck he would a-wooing go, quack quack, quack quack.

The male Wood ducks don one of the most beautiful colours when a-wooing season starts. It is as if God went wild with a paint brush. I think male Wood ducks along with his cousins the male Mandarin ducks, are the most beautiful birds ever. Surely they surpass the fantastic displays of the peacocks.

The duck and his lady, they went to the pond, and this is the end of my romance, quack quack, quack quack.

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