Living in a small UK village means you will be faced with a very difficult choices going to the  pub (pronounced poob) The Green Inn or Miners Arms, where we drink “beer”.

Part of settling down means you have to go through & complete a mountain of paper, however most get’s posted and within 2 days you get a reply mail, which is quite new for us, a efficient postal service and Government officials who take pride in what they do, always friendly and willing to assist.

Starting to understand the lingo, accents, systems, shortcuts & getting wheels next week which making life less adventuristic without a car.

I so desperately mis Cape Town, my cheap Camels, decent steak, however we worked in 4 braais because we can. I think only time will tell if this will be my home forever and ever.

Arriving at the school, with eyes absorbing like the best designed scanner, I found “THE SNAKE”

Calling Blaauwberg Conservation with a detailed description which will make any advocate proud, I rambled of what I saw 3 meters away from me.

Only to determine the nature of the beast. I’m faced with a Ramphotyphlops braminus which is nothing more than a lizard without legs or a earth worm on steroids.  Oh and did I mention it was about 150mm long, as blind as my grand mother.

Now we have our own resident snake at the office, however I suspect we in for a hectic bill after all the sugar water at the school.

Kendall & Jamie aka @JumaJubs

Kendall's Autistic way of give some love

Boys with noise toys.

Watching your family leaving, never nice!

Neat and lonely!

Why do we only realise what we have , in the times when don’t have it?

NOW HOW AWESOME IS THAT!

Like a little boy the morning of Christmas I opened my party pack to find the following goodies:

2 x Tickets to Portugal vs Korea DPR (Cat 2) on the 21st June at the Cape Town Stadium

1 x FNB VISA Gift Card with R150 for “refreshments” (beer)

2 x Complimentary FNB 2010 beanies, scarves, rain Ponchos, Zukami Pins, Key-rings, bag-tags

My FNB FIFA Party Pack

On the 16th of June 2008 I started a project called Jail4Bail which changed most probably everything in my understanding of life.

This is a picture story in a couple of moments of a Jail4Bail which took 74 days of my life, and more important, took 74 days of my family in making a difference to Autism in South Africa.

16 June 2008

Reality sets in.

Finger Printed

Schackled

Cuffed

Loaded

Never a nice place to!

Offloaded

Bayside Arrival

Entering my new home

My basic home

Day 1 of 74

Bad hair-day

Worse hair-day

The start of a journey

I love Monday

Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
The courage to change the things I cannot accept,
And the wisdom to hide the bodies of those people I had to kill today because they pissed me off.

And also, help me to be careful of the toes I step on today

As they may be connected to the ass that I have to kiss tomorrow.

Help me to always give 100% at work…
12% on Monday, 23% on Tuesday,40% on Wenesday, 20% on Thursday, and 5% on Friday.

And help me to remember…

When I’m having a really bad day,

And it seems that people are trying to piss me off,
That it takes 42 muscles to frown
And only 4 to extend my middle finger and tell them to bite me.

Enjoy your day!

Wonder how the fire started?

White smoke bellowing from the tower.

Smoke getting thicker by the minute, fueled by the North Wester moderate wind.

Rent-A-Crowed arriving to see what damage will be done to the Tableview beach.

Fire on the back spreading fast.

2 NSRI Rubber Duck  in the water, I couldn’t see anybody on board through the thick smoke.

ER 24 Chopper arrive hovering over the burning Seli1

Flames starting to get more violent as the black smoke thickens.

After the second BIG explosion where I could actually feel the sand vibrate under my feet we were removed from the beach by the police. Disaster Management, NSRI, ER24 Chopper and various other emergency vehicles and staff crowded the beach.

Now who will take responsibility for this? I wonder……..

Seli1 the morning after.

Lots of activity this morning, the rain last night helped to put the fires out. I could clearly see people on board working with a couple of boats around the ship.

And now what?

Get it painted in the South African flag or FIFA2010 advertising?

1. Twitter would be – eTwatta
2. FaceBook would be – MyKraal
3. YouTube would be – ePoliceFile
4. Skype would be – eTiekieboxo
5. FriendFeed would be – Tjommie
6. Google would be – Yebo GoGo
7. Windows would be – Khaya
8. Microsoft would be – ePrimus
9. Apple would be – Mielies
10. Technorati would be – B.E.E.
11. digg would be – eSpad

I love South Africa, please feel free to add some more!

To My Dad

You are so proud of all that I achieve

You encourage me in all that I do

When I’ve gone wrong you’ve set me right

You love and support are true

Sometimes you come home very tired

after being at work the whole day

Thank you for doing all that you do

and for caring in such a fatherly way

]]> http://jail4bail.co.za/to-my-dad/2010/05/feed/ 1 http://jail4bail.co.za/love-a-child-that-you-dont-know/2010/05/ http://jail4bail.co.za/love-a-child-that-you-dont-know/2010/05/#comments Tue, 25 May 2010 11:31:34 +0000 Gerhard Pieterse aka jail4bail http://jail4bail.co.za/?p=554 How often do we chase children away, especially street children? Just drive around to find at most traffic lights in most of our cities you will find someone asking for a couple of cents. The past weekend I did a project dubbed Round Table Winter Knights which meant spending a night out in the cold, with our the local community dropping blankets, food and clothes for families who live on the streets.

It was great to do it with my fellow Tablers and friends making a difference to people who really needs it. We could not watch the Semi-final Rugby especially the Stormers first time since 1999 in a semi.  I am a father, who love my kids with every thing I have, some days a little bit more than others.

We were asked by 3 young street children about 10/11 if they could watch the rugby, we agreed with a very watchful eye on them children expecting them to steal something. As expected one of them did steal. 10 years old and he stole my heart and tears.

The 3 friends watched in amazement, whilst sipping their soup, at the BIG screen like any rugby crazy kids would, discussing, shouting & screaming for the the Stormers.  It was about 9:30pm when they thanked us for the rugby, soup and the braai we enjoyed together, with manners which any parent would be proud of.

One of the boys 10, decided to stay behind as his two friends disappeared into the dark chilly night, he only asked for one thing to lie down and sleep a little bit. He could lie down and sleep as much as he want to! This night in his life nobody will hurt him, rob him or bully him, not if I could help it.

He can’t go home to Atlantis, because of alcohol, verbal, physical abuse or raped. We made him a bed from donated blankets, covered him and show him the love that any child deserve. This is a 10 year old child, who run away from home over weekend because it’s not safe at home, it’s safer for him in the streets than in his own home with his family.

Checking in through out the eve made me very emotional, with this child sleeping like an angel with a satisfied smile on his face, living in his cruel, crazy, beautiful world with nobody to protecting him. Left to his own devices, but still know his upbringing, of respect, please and thank you. I can’t let this go!

As our night started to come to an end with us packing all the donated blankets and other stuff away, I started wondering what’s going to happen to him. He didn’t wake up whilst us packing up everything around him. How can you go home to your own family leaving a 10 year old child sleeping warm wrapped in blankets in a parking area? It’s a moral dilemma which I rather don’t want to think of like most of us!

Yes, it’s not my problem, but I can’t get that child out of my head, the happy peaceful little face, sleeping like an angel, fed, warm and protected.

Today is International Children’s Day how ironic!