Archive for December, 2015

2015 in review

Posted: December 30, 2015 in Uncategorized

The stats helper monkeys prepared a 2015 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

A San Francisco cable car holds 60 people. This blog was viewed about 3,100 times in 2015. If it were a cable car, it would take about 52 trips to carry that many people.

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Posted: December 14, 2015 in Masonic, tattoo, Uncategorized
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As with anyone getting tattoos, I started looking at getting a new one immediately after my last a few months ago.  This time, I wanted to design  one myself, specifically looking at the symbolism of Masonry, selecting those symbols which represent and/or are special to me.

Many consultations with Nicole throwing ideas around, drawing different versions. The symbols I wanted was easy to decide, I just didn’t really know how to place into an image… . I finally came up with my design I truly wanted.  Next I needed to plan where I wanted it, and when.

As fate would have it, Nicole bumped into an old friend from years back, whom we had lost contact with after she opened her studio and moved to a different location. Typically in this electronic age, changing phones and the like, one tends to lose numbers. Sitting with Charmaine, I showed her my idea, and she loved it.. we discussed various options to complete (my drawing was horrific). The final product… WOW… absolutely perfect.

Sunday afternoon we arrived at TattooCharm, and began to ink.



The finished product?


Spectacular !!!!..The extremely talented Charmaine’s (specializing in body painting and tattoos) beautiful artwork depicting the Masonic symbolism which I live by (or try to), in my quest to become a better man, husband, father and Mason.




This weekend we traveled to the Midlands to attend Nicole’s cousin’s wedding. We stayed in an awesome rustic house in the Mbona Private Reserve owned by family.



…thick bush with narrow paths for approximately 4 km (great fun in the rain !!!) to get to the house….


… and a stunning view of the Albert Falls on the other side…

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… visited occasionally by the local inhabitants.. (this little guy was right outside the lounge window)..


.. the wedding venue was at the stunning Cranford Country Lodge



… a tiny chapel overlooking a tranquil lake…


.. peaceful outdoor reception area..


.. decadent foods…


.. great beers..


… with families reuniting. Nicole’s aunt Soo from the Stayed with us (we last saw her at my father-in-law’s funeral) pictured here with her older brothers (Keith’s siblings)


.. and the happy couple…

All in all, a fantastic weekend, albeit muddy one…



The builder

Posted: December 1, 2015 in Masonic, Poem, poetry, Uncategorized

I came across a poem today, and I felt I needed to share it. Whilst it is written by an unknown Masonic Poet over 100 years ago, it truly is relevant in our society as a whole. 

I’ve seen it in my career, from when I was a green newby to 20 years later with an excessive amount of experience (yes, even I was guilty of this, especially as a Station Officer). 

In the EMS its prevalent, and I’ve seen it very common in business as well.  The rationale in the EMS  is to make them stronger…

Ultimately, no matter what the excuse is, the  breaking down of people for is ones own benefit and causes, in most cases, severe long term  damage to ones self esteem.  

Tne motto for Masonry, “making good men better” falls within this space, hence the poem. 

Take a moment , read it, understand it, and look into yourself…

The builder

I saw a group of men in my hometown

A group of men tearing a building down

With a heave and a ho and mighty yell

They swung a beam and an entire wall fell

I asked the supervisor, “Are these men skilled?

The type you’d hire if you wanted to build?”

And he laughed and said, “Why no indeed!

Common labor, people with no talent is all I need

For I can tear down in a day or two

What it took a builder years to do”

And I thought to myself as I walked away

Which of the roles am I going to play?

Am I one who is tearing down

As I carelessly make my way around?

Or am I one who builds with care?

In hopes that my friends (my brothers and sisters)
will be glad I was there?