whatever comes to mind…

This is a special post from Anglemen1978 to Purrrkittypurr :




For longer than a taste or two I will linger

Lips against lips softly against soft.

I will linger in eyes – my prison

Visions of sweetness of sweat, of lust.

For longer than a taste or two

Promisings of the ecstasy’s sins.

Dance soft – circles across my tongue

awakening and arousing.

Whispers auctioned

in the throes of passions

drink until my appetite is laid bare.

For a moment or two command my civility

my shadow, my touch

My very secret

into words spoken as prayer,

into words cried in breaths of consummation.

Perfection – as my own is wondered well

countless times -stabs and penetrates

into the salvation of the truth of desire.

Ashton cat, I love you.

Ashton cat, I love you..

I was born and raised in South Africa and have always counted my blessings for living in a country with stable weather conditions and hardly any natural disasters. Looking around me the past few years though has at times truly got me bending my head in shame.

Trevor Noah, the great comedian, is pretty accurate on all aspects of SA good and bad, listen to him… and laugh!!! Watch Daywalker and weep with laughter. It’s funny but it’s true.

I mean just look at the beauty this country has to offer with the greenery, the mountains, the farmlands the beaches, the diverse cultures and the lovely weather. then came the laughs…. not for good reasons either –

KwaZulu-Natal MEC for co-operative governance and traditional affairs Nomsa Dube called on the national department of science and technology to investigate the causes of lightning after seven people died in lightning strikes.    

We will do an investigation and talk to the department of science and technology on what is the cause of the lightning, and if it only happened to the previously disadvantaged as I have never seen any white people being struck by lightning.” said Dube. She was visiting Mpumazi in Eshowe where seven people from two families died after being struck by lightning on Sunday.  “Scientists from the department could perhaps help us and come up with instruments that could help community members protect themselves against lightning. “The department has dealt with floods and fires, but lightning was new to us,” said Dube.

Can you believe that this is in fact a TRUE news story? Can you believe that our tax monies; “the monies of the NOW disadvantaged”;  is going to this cause??? Yes its funny, it’s but embarrasing for the minority that know what causes lightening.

Then I get an email today that reads:

Interesting point of view Affirmative Action: “South Africa is the only country in the world where affirmative action is in the favour of the majority who has complete political control. The fact that the political majority requires affirmative action to protect them against a 9% minority group is testament to a complete failure on their part to build their own wealth making structures, such that their only solution is to take it from others.” Finally, a word recently coined to describe South Africa’s current political situation. Ineptocracy (in-ep-toc’-ra-cy)- a system of government where the least capable to lead are elected by the least capable of producing, and where the members of society least likely to sustain themselves or succeed, are rewarded with goods and services paid for by the confiscated wealth of a diminishing number of producers.


WOW!!! OUCH!!!

This is what’s happening in MY beloved country? This is what I grew up as thinking was a great place to live, where I believed logic and education were of a high standard, where produce was grown in abundance and ores were mined to improve the economy and give it enough strength to provide decent public servants in the medical and educational field.

Public hospitals are a disgrace in this country now, I personally met a woman who watched her 11 year old son die in the emergency room of a hospital from as asthma attack because he was 14th in the queue. I watched in horror as a medical sister pulled the knife out of a man’s chest while he sat in the queue and was horrified that he had to sit there bleeding all over the floor and wait his turn; he died from blood loss – because of a nursing sister’s STUPIDITY!!!!

The education standard has dropped to such a level that children no longer know logic. NO child is allowed to be help back without the parents request. When they are 16 they right a “school going test” where their cababilities are tested, if they fail then they may not complete their final 3 years of high school. You’d be amazed at how many children cannot read or write to save their lives at this stage of their school careers. Our schools have become a day creche to keep our kids off the street until they are old enough to “fend” for themselves. It’s a sad, sad situation.

I for one would have to say that if I went back to school now in SA I would fail, and I’m talking junior school, but THAT is a whole new story I will write about in my next blog. Stay tuned…




Every day I am amused at how words of the english language seem to have changed their meaning over the years. Some of the words have the same meaning they always did but my understanding of the word has changed (ie. I now know the real meaning!)

Take twit for example – all my life I called people twits until the day my english teacher told me that that was a pregnant goldfish. well dear Ms Rice – the term twit is given to “pregant goldfish” because the person seeing a pregnant goldfish is indeed the twit… Goldfish don’t get pregnant!!!

Twat – I always thought this had the same meaning as twit – until my mother locked me in my bedroom with a pile of dictionaries until I’d found the real meaning of the word and written an apology letter to my friend for calling her such a vulgar name!


Douche & douche bag – come on people, that’s also not a twit it is a jet of water, sometimes with a dissolved medicating or cleansing agent, applied to a body part, organ, or cavity for medicinal or hygienic purposes and  guess the bag must be thing thing it came in. (and that is the real meaning – not the ugly thing adults seem to think it is either.

WON & WIN – Oh my word if I am to hear once more that I have WON something or other I think I will go berserk – I gave up entering competitions ages ago and still I “win” regularly – I dont even bother checking anymore because the fine print always reads as follows: “By subscribing to ____ you stand a chance to win…”

FREE – Free downloads, Free Movies, Free Holidays, everything is free. Do they know that free means AT NO COST WHATSOEVER and NOT with hidden costs or once you pay an insane monthly fee? My goodness – please ensure that you teach your children that only air is free and that is if you are not getting it from a medical facility of sorts.

Munchkin – Aaaaah isn’t she a Munchkin? How sweet!! Right? WRONG!!! According to my vet, who corrected me after hearing me use that as a term of endearment for my daughter, a munchkin is infact a deformed kitten with extremely short legs.

Other words and their meanings:

Blonde – fair of hair – stupid!!!

Blue eyed -to have blue eyes – to have a head full of air (airhead)

Brown eyed – to have brown eyes – to be full of sh*t (like every member of the SA government)

Gross – 144 – Yucky

Does any body know what a pismire is???

It’s a urinating ant!!!

pis·mire (pis-mahyuhr)


Origin: 1350–1400; Middle English pissemyre, equivalent to pisse to urinate + obsolete mire ant

I believe that I learn something new every day and sometimes these things might be big, like building up a computer, or small like the fact that the lady who sits next to me at work is actually a brunette or that there is a creature somewhere in the world that looks like a cross between a fish and a crocodile (maybe someday I’ll even learn it’s name).

I have taken various weekend courses in different things ranging from advanced driving to anti-hijacking to decoupage and scrapbooking, I have tried my hand at aromatherapy and calligraphy and have even tried painting and drawing. Yet when I look around me every day I see more things that I still need to learn and I wonder just how many people learn important things, and insignificant little bits of trivia, every day without even realising that they are doing it.


Feed My Brain



Come on – here’s a challenge to those reading this – give me two important things you have learnt in the past year, name a course you’ve done that was fun and tell me five insignificant pieces of trivia you’ve discovered this week which might peak my interest.




“And every hour of every day I’m learning more
The more I learn, the less I know about before
The less I know, the more I want to look around
Digging deep for clues on higher ground…”

UB40 (Higher Ground)







I’m back!!! I think…

Haaaa…. It’s been months since I have been able to blog and I have missed it terribly. I, as you might have read previously, got retrenched and therefore lost my internet connection seeing as how my home pc blew the motherboard the same week.

Well, I am proud to announce that I have managed to built up a new computer and installed Windows 7 Ultimate all by myself!!!

I did it, I did it!!!

oooh ooooh ooooh I did it!!!!



My Celebratory Jig!!!





Did I mention that I did it all alone???






New, clean undies

Always wear clean, new underwear in public, especially when working under you vehicle… From the NORTHWEST FLORIDA Daily News comes this story of a Crestview couple who drove their car to WalMart, only to have their car break down in the parking lot. The man told his wife to carry on with the shopping while he fixed the car in the lot. The wife returned later to see a small group of people near the car. On closer inspection, she saw a pair of male legs protruding from under the chassis. Although the man was in shorts, his lack of underpants turned private parts into glaringly public ones. Unable to stand the embarrassment, she dutifully stepped forward, quickly put her hand UP his shorts, and tucked everything back into place. On regaining her feet, she looked across the hood and found herself staring at her husband who was standing idly by. The mechanic, however, had to have three stitches on his forehead.

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