Sub Saharan Africans

Sub Saharan Africans

 It would appear that ‘sub Saharan African’ is the new black!

I’ve heard the phrase on CNN and Aljezeera, not sure about SKY (I don’t watch BBC World) but it appears that the word black is out and ‘sub Saharan African’ is in.

Now, sub Saharan African includes my family and I suppose my good friend and fellow Charioteer (our colleague presently resident in Cape Town)

If you listen to the news clip from CNN (where I nicked the pic) they start off with ‘sub Saharan Africans’ what they of course mean is black migrant workers from Chad, Ghana, Mali, Nigeria and who knows where else.

I can see the headlines now Continue reading “Sub Saharan Africans”

It is OK, ladies, I have put my hard hat on already :-)

New Seat Belt law

This became effective Sep 1, 2011 in ALL Countries.

The International & National Highway Safety Council has done extensive testing on a newly designed seat belt.
Results show that accidents can be reduced by as much as 95% when the belt is properly installed.
Correct Installation is illustrated below…….
Continue reading “It is OK, ladies, I have put my hard hat on already :-)”

The Plight of the Little Green Pond Hoppers in Germany.

This is the second part of the saga of the amphibians in Germany. At a later date I will write about German views of the British and American military presence as well as the French military occupation, though the latter will be touched on here. This post will be depressing, please accept my apologies in advance for that.

France does not have a volunteer military, something reflected by the generally low morale of their soldiers. They are treated terribly, get paid painfully little, and miss out on some of the best years of their lives. As a result of this, French soldiers often did not have much money to buy clothes or to keep them properly clean. In Germany this becomes instantly noticeable. Germany being, of course, a country in which appearances are important. It’s not uncommon for Germans to put on new, clean clothes simply to walk to corner shop to get one or two items in the evening out of fear of meeting someone they know and losing face. The French, however, were not given a chance to dress properly. Their trousers would often be filthy and raggedy. Their shirts scummy. The cut of both was almost universally poor. Much of the time the clothes were also second hand. Germans are infamously impatient and unforgiving people with such things, generally preferring conformity in virtually all ways. Their appearance would often lead to either sympathy or contempt, especially considering France’s reputation as one of the world’s foremost fashion centres. Continue reading “The Plight of the Little Green Pond Hoppers in Germany.”

Casual Day 2011 – Feedback

Some of you may remember my Casual Day post where I explained that down here we have a national programme allowing people to go to work on the 1st Friday in September dressed either casually or join in with the Rock star theme for the purchase of a R10.00 (£1) sticker.

I mentioned that we were hoping to sell about 3,000 of them, we (Autism Eastern Cape) receiving a 40% share. Well, we sold almost 5,500! Beyond our wildest dreams, this being our first time at participating in the sale of stickers.

Needless to say it was a festive funfilled day.

Our local radio station joined in with a corporate challenge, ‘Worn to be Wild’ they called it, offering a R10,0000 (£1,000) advertising contract to the business which, in their opinion submitted the best photos of their staffs efforts, I’ve added a couple below Continue reading “Casual Day 2011 – Feedback”

Little Green Hopping Creatures, Smelling Faintly of Garlic, in Germany.

This post has been promised for several weeks now. My apologies for the delay in writing it, I’ve been a bit busy with courses at university.

Trier was under the French zone of influence after the war ended, much to the chagrin of the Germans who lived there. Although the British and the people of the Commonwealth Dominions along with the Americans had fought valiantly against the evils of Nazi Germany, they generally showed little ill will to the conquered German people. They ensured that the Germans would be well treated and would have their basic dignity respected. The French did not. They would often brutally beat German civilians who had nothing to do with the war and could not have said anything without risking their own lives. Even decades after the way, the French were still there and behaving themselves dismally.

My mother, born in the early 1960s, was keenly aware of the French military presence. Continue reading “Little Green Hopping Creatures, Smelling Faintly of Garlic, in Germany.”

Operation Angle Grinder

My mate Gerrie had an angle grinder and extension cord stolen out the back of his bakkie (pick up truck to you) parked at one of our larger sports bars during the Springbok All Black match on Saturday the 20th August.

He told me about his loss the following Monday or Tuesday, he added that he only left the pub where he was watching at about midnight or so (celebrations here after Springbok victories are often long and hard!) I of course called him an idiot and asked him what on earth he’d expected? We do of course sympathise with our buddies when something is stolen but, hey, life goes on!

I had a lunchtime beer with Gerrie this past Wednesday, Continue reading “Operation Angle Grinder”

Goodbyes

Sorry about this. I feel the need to share what happened today with those whom I consider to be cyber friends.

Last night, I finished my post awarding the 14th Photographic Competition on ‘Boadicea’s Chariot‘with:-

‘Captain Lawrence Oates was a fine man, by the way. I intend to follow his example for a while.’

I thank everybody for their kind comments on that post and feel, especially after today’s events, that I should explain. My planned and temporary waygoing was nothing serious but just something that I felt that I had to do for the sake of both myself and Mrs M. Continue reading “Goodbyes”