In the Podiatrist’s Dental Chair
For more than a decade I paid Doctor Carey to work on my teeth whenever one or more of them caused me pain in the form of toothache.
In this framed photograph of me, I look to be about two years old. There were similarly sized pictures of Alan and Jean, and the three of us were hung in the lounge, first at 931 Grey Street in Gwelo, and then at 93 Berg Road., Fish Hoek.
As a boy Alan hated beetroot. One day my father noticed that I was looking a little flushed, even though I had been shot in black and white. Puzzled, he rose from the table for a closer inspection. When he lifted the frame away from the wall two slices of pickled beetroot fell to the floor. The pink stain faded over the years and now there is virtually no trace of my brother’s misdemeanour.
My mother said I was crying in front of the camera, which would explain the way my eyes are shining. I have never liked the look of that snivelling child.
To view my longer work as an author, you can find me on Smashwords here.
This is my writer's blog and it's a pleasure to have your company. You’ll see that the site is designed to showcase my writing.
View ProfileXplorio is your local connection allowing you to find anything and everything about a town.
Read MoreFor more than a decade I paid Doctor Carey to work on my teeth whenever one or more of them caused me pain in the form of toothache.
We arrived in Joburg on Friday 17 May 2024, and returned to Pearly Beach on Monday the 27th of the same month and year, which makes the trip an 11-day odyssey.
In my early twenties I went on a mission to take a drink in every bar in Cape Town.
We do not inherit the Earth; we borrow it from future generations.
The relative who died was my wife's youngest of two sisters.
Two weeks after the Cardiac Ablation, which was supposed to correct my Atrial Flutter, I experienced a mild attack, and then, about ten days later, a more serious episode that lasted for over two hours.