And so holiday comes to an end…

Posted: October 9, 2016 in Family, holiday

…sadly. Every year we choose a different place for our annual vacation, and this year, it was Erin’s choice. She chose, quite literally, “Aunty Kathy’s house”.. So off to Somerset West we went.


Where we woke up to amazing views everyday…


…beautiful beaches…


…trips up the coast to Hermanus…


…walking with hundreds of  Butterflies


…exciting thrills…


…checking out lazy lizards…


…meeting Servals..



…experiencing the most incredible encounters with cheetahs at the Cheetah Outreach. An experience I encourage everyone to do, to meet these most beautiful animals, and learning of the program the Outreach performs to protect them..


…amazing foods…


…and stunning estate wines.

Overall, a well deserved (albeit short) break away from the daily grind.

Next year?… well thats up to this young lady, who is growing up way to fast


My journey continues

Posted: October 2, 2016 in Masonic

And so my Masonic journey continues. This time last year, I received my first appointment as an active District officer for the District of South Africa North at the 2015 Annual meeting

This year has been an awesome as a District Officer, having gone to many lodges I normally wouldn’t have gone to, and met extraordinary Brethren from all walks of life. This is one of the aspects I love in Masonry,  all men are equal, regardless of stature outside.

The 2016 Annual Meeting was no less exciting. With the English Constitution Tercentenary coming up in 2017, plans are beginning to unfold preparing for the celebrations worldwide, including here in South Africa. The Annual Meeting was an ideal place to start, by selling  shirts with the improvised emblem.



The Annual Meeing is open for all Masons with the rank of a Master Mason and above, and an opportunity for all to buy new regalia, gloves, lapel pins and many other items…



Before the Craft Annual Meeting, the District Royal Arch Chapter invests the officers for the ensuring year, which attracts many very senior Grand Officers from the respective constitutions recognised by the English Constitution in South Africa, being Scottish, Irish and Grand lodge of South Africa.



..The District Second Grand Principle Officer , waiting for the proceedings to start…



..The ceremony being coordinated with authority by my mentor E.Comp. Vaughn Williams…

And so it came time for the District Grand Lodge to invest the new officers for the year.


(photo courtesy of W.Bro Epstein)

I was honoured by the Right Worshipful District Grand Master with a promotion to District Assistant Grand Director of Ceremonies

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I’m very excited with the new year starting, in my new position as Distr. Ass. ADC, representing the District at Lodge Installations and assisting the District ADC in conducting the installations.

A great year ahead, and congrats to my fellow Brethren with their promotions.

Farewell Uncle Bill

Posted: August 12, 2016 in Masonic

I awoke this morning with very sad news. Worshipful Brother Willis Barrie had passed away.

At my initiation in Freemasonry at Victory Lodge many years ago, Uncle Bill (as he was affectionately known) was the Tyler of the Lodge. Being exceptionally nervous, having absolutely no clue what I was in for, seeing Mason after Mason walking past me into the Lodge, only making the nerves worse.

Once all the Brethren were inside, whilst hearing the opening ode being sung, Uncle Bill came to me with a reassuring smile, and told me to change into the initiate clothing. He took me to the Lodge room door, blindfolded me and knocked on the door  with the heavy door knocker.

The door opened, and Uncle Bill announced me, as I entered, he gave me a squeeze on the arm, and whispered, “relax and enjoy” LOL, took me a few moments to realise what he said that very heavy Scottish accent.

Uncle Bill made my time at Victory Lodge very enjoyable, with his many anecdotes and Scottish antics.

I got to experience a brilliant depiction of the “address to the haggis” at the   Brakpan Burns evening, the Scottish Lodge he belonged to.



The Old Tyler
By Rob Morris

It was a happy thought
To have these gavels wrought
By the old Tyler, for the honored Craft
Though placed without the door,
To make the Lodge secure,
You know him as a bright and polished shaft.

How many a year he’s stood,
Old Schreiner, brave and good,
And guarded you while secret works went on!
How many a Brother’s dead,
Since first his honored head
Was seen amongst you in the early June.

Can you forget him? No
His earthly form may go,
His kindly smile be hidden in the sod
But when those gavels ring,
Fond memories they will bring
Of the old Tyler gone to rest with God.

Then let his gavels sound
At every annual round,
And when you hear them think of him that gave
‘Tis but a fleeting day,
And then the Craft will say,
The Lodge has joined old Schreiner in the grave!

A knock will yet be heard,
The sheeted dead be stirred,
With all that are and have been we shall rise
Oh, may each Brother come,
Thus summoned from his tomb,
And share eternal glory in the skies!

So as a final final toast to an old friend.. “happy to meet, sorry to part, happy to meet again”


New blood in Orphic Lodge

Posted: August 2, 2016 in Masonic, Uncategorized

Masonic growth has been on a decline worldwide over the last few years. In my opinion, we have caused this internally, and it’s up to all Masons to re-build the Fraternity with young enthusiastic candidates in their respective Lodges.

Historically, Freemasons were forbidden to recruit in anyway, and the requirement was for those interested to approach a Mason he know well and discuss the potential of joining the Craft. Fathers would usually encourage their sons to join, however, with the strict restrictions in place, couldn’t explain too much of what Masonry was.

This has resulted in a decrease in membership in my generation and especially the current one, as our respective generations are more cautious to join something they do not understand or obtain the relevant information to make an informed decision.

Fortunately, this has been recognized with all Grand Lodges worldwide, and amendments to the respective  Constitutions are allowing recruitment and Masons being more “open” about the Fraternity.

Bringing in young blood is crucial to Fraternal growth and in line with that focus, our District have introduced ,University Scheme Lodges and active recruitment project aimed at young students.

Our Lodge have open evenings, as posted by my sister, Jeanette, A Night with the Freemasons, where we are able to explain what Freemasonry to non-masons and attract potential candidates.

Through being able to speak openly about my Masonic passion and the journey I have taken thus far, I have been honored by initiating four close friends and colleagues into Masonry as the Worshipful Master over the past few months.  Being a Past Worshipful Master, I was able to conduct the ceremony personally, which made the evening even more special.


Unfortunately, due to a stigma attached to Masonry by ignorant/uneducated persons, family members and work colleagues, many Masons still need to remain incognito 



Ballooning at 40

Posted: May 28, 2016 in Family
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Nicole wanted an experience rather than a present for her 40th… So I figured, I know exactly what to do. 

Air Ventures meets at Kloofzicht in Muldersdrift. An early start had us arriving there at 05:30, being greeted by friendly staff with coffee at hand. About 20 very excited people, families and couples, piled into the transport vehicles and off we went to the field … 

2 massive balloons lay in their side, with the seemingly small baskets dwarfed alongside them. 

The hot air started pumping into the balloon, expanded it…. 

.. And finally majestically rising up… 

Both balloons finally up and ready, we boarded.. Each basket contained 4 compartments for passengers, with the middle section allocated for the pilot and 4 huge gas cylinders. 
With bursts  of 1500 degrees Celcius flames, we began our ascent. 

Catching the air currents, our pilot made his way to the gorge, explaining that the cold air flowing down there will push us through at a decent speed… Very interesting watching how he assessed the currents, at times dropping us just above ground level.. Heading into the gorge, we were blessed with a beautiful sunrise 

And then we ascended to 5500 feet above sea level 

Making our way back was entertaining.. Having no control over the direction, our pilot kept directing the ground crew to where he estimated he could land, a few times having them turning them around , then back again… 

We landed very gently on a field nearby Kloofzicht, and when the ground crew arrived, he had 2 people from each side of the basket climb out.. Nothing happened.. Then 1 more each side, and we began to ascend, and landed perfectly onto the trailer. 

Ended the flight, we had champagne and orange juice

Before being whisked away to an amazing breakfast. 

What an unforgettable experience !!

And to wrap up the morning, we each received certificates having “the courage to defy gravity and soar above the earth in a hot air balloon , the oldest form of flight know to man” 

Farewell to a gentleman

Posted: May 4, 2016 in Masonic, Poem

Today was a very somber day indeed. It was one where I said goodbye to a dear friend, Brother and mentor. 

The very first Lodge I visited after being initiated into Freemasonry, 11 years ago, was Phoenix Lodge.  My Father-in-law, Keith, (and my proposer) was a long standing visitor of Phoenix and had become very good friends with the Brethren there.  Whilst being introduced to the various Brethren, I met an extraordinary man that evening. An average sized man who projected a presence that seemed to attract the attention of all the Brethren. With a kind friendly face, silver hair, and welcoming demeanour, he walked to me and introduced himself. Little did I know then, the role Worshipful Brother John Malone would play in my Masonic journey.  

Every month from then on, I visited Phoenix Lodge, and eventually had the honour of being made a Star Boarder. Being a close friend of Keith’s, he naturally took over as my mentor and guide in Masonry when Keith passed on, and stood by my side through my Second Degree and becoming a Master Mason. The following few years went by very fast, with John always being around, offering words of wisdom and advice, both from a Masonic perspective as well as a personal one. 

Now, when a Mason is installed as the Worshipful Master of his Lodge, he would generally have three masons who played an important role in his life, to present the 3 respective Working Tools. When I asked John to present the 3rd Degree Working Tools, he was thrilled and immediately agreed to do so. 

Hearing the news of John’s death, hit me very hard. There are very few people that have played such an important role in my life,  and John was one of them.  

His funeral was surreal, with a large contingent of Masons all expressing their grief, and recalling their respective memories of John. And every single one, including myself, all agree on his most dominating quality. 

John was a true gentleman! No matter what was happening in his life at the time, he stood upright, always smiled and shook the hand of everyone he met, and offered anecdotes of advice for every situation. John shows the ultimate respect for everyone he met, never had a negative word to say of anyone, and even in the moments before Phoenix Lodge shut its doors in South Africa, and their charter moved to Mauritius, he remained positive for his Brethren. 

I recall one time I visited him in ICU, after being knocked of his motorbike, he just smiled at me, laughed at himself and proceeded to help me with my Masonic workings.  To me, I’ve always had the impression John’s sole purpose in life was to project a positive image to others, to uplift his fellow man.  

So today, I said goodbye to a gentleman, scholar, friend and Brother, and wished him well on his journey to the Grand Lodge above. Masonry, and my world, will not be the same.  

I came across a beautiful poem, which I feel is fitting to share

By Brother David Barker(1924) 

Brethren of our mystic order,

 Bound together by a tie,

Olden, sacred and enduring,

Come and see a Craftsman die.

Watch like angels round my pillow,

Till the ransomed spirit flies

To its Excellent Grand Master,

In His Lodge above the skies.

Oft we’ve met upon the Level,

Let us part upon the Square —

Perfect Ashlers in the temple,

May we meet together there.

Let no stranger’s hand entomb me

Underneath the tufted sod,

None except a brother Mason

Should consign my dust to God.

Heave no formal sigh of sorrow

O’er the ashes of the dead,

Only plant the priceless symbol,

Freshly blooming at my head.

When death’s gavel sound shall call you

Off from Labor unto rest,

May you, Craftsmen, find Refreshment

In the mansions of the blest.

So mote it be 

Posted: April 16, 2016 in Masonic, Poem, poetry, Uncategorized

I read this poem today, and felt I had to share…. 

So mote it be

written by: Skyrock Pinkrose
I know a man of faith, hope and charity
This man whom I know for years of nobility

His honor is mine to wear

A name he was proud to bear

He live in the sunlight of Freemasonry

And walk in the ranks of right 
I am my father’s daughter

I carry his name with pride and honour

He was always true 

To the best he knew 

Looks down on me 

To carry his standard high

He is a man and a brother who is “Square”

in all that he “Compasses” 

And to me he gave an honest name, 

integrity and pride
He made me a better person with his light

He made me live my life with heads held high

The man I call my father

Gave strength of me standing tall

He stands my guiding force

My light, my god in disguise
He always said, no matter how old I get

That within thy heart, a princess remains timeless

Biggest fan I am, the man I call my father 

the everlasting image of making good men better

so then with pride let the musical waltz of life to play forever forward 
As I lightly tip toe, across destiny’s ballroom floor.

My dancing card remains eternally full, 

written within one name stands out,

 it is yours my dearest father “Mason”.

So Mote It Be.