Sleepless and flued up

Yea yea I should not be moaning, I know – I could have gone for the flu jab (and got my flu early).  Instead here I am trying to fix it with the 65% alcohol (I checked, it’s not 67%, what a let-down) in Echinaforce.  (*hic*)

It’s not the flu that woke me up rudely though, but thousands of thoughts that just won’t shut up.

Our children’s future.  Xenophobia.  Blancophobia. That teacher that was murdered, that sparked protest marches.  All honest South Africans are sick of the violent crime (and of all the other crime too).  “Daddy, I’m considering a career in crime.” – “Corporate or private sector, son?”  And American military remote-shooting people with unmanned drones.  The most pernicious warfare of all.  HG Wells, you only got one thing wrong – the invaders were humans themselves, so no amount of bacteria will fend them off.

But hey – everyone moans about the bad weather and nobody does anything about it.  The incorrigible pagan in me wants to light a bonfire, brew some Gluehwein (recipe here) and dance, wrapped up but not too warmly, around the fire.  (Those who want to dance naked in winter need psychiatric help.  Mind, even in summer I’d be reluctant – too old & too fat.  *cackle*)

13 books until recognition.  Gee. I still have a number of volumes to go then!  Better get cracking.  And if one looks at the success of “50 Shades”, and even “Twilight” (I know, I know, you can’t compare the two, if a vampire stalks you that’s romantic but if a human male stalks you that’s creepy), I think I should write tales of stalking and sexual debauchery.  In not-so-literary English, short and sticky, especially the endings (*har har*).  Hey, this could be fun!

On another line I’m testing out Sigil – an ebook layout program, anyone have experience with it?  I’ll ask an elementary question here – how do I get it to open a .doc file?

Oh, and I read somewhere that coffee and chocolate – the molecules – only differ by one single carbohydrate group.

coffeemolecule chocolate molecule

So, instead of my all-time favourite, ginger chocolate, I made myself a ginger coffee… yumm..

In vitro and pre-clinical studies performed on the  patent-pending combination of Ginger and Goldenrod extracts (BDI-630) have demonstrated the effectiveness of the combination to inhibit the growth of Rhinoviruses and the Influenza virus (data unpublished). Moreover, the effectiveness of BDI-630 tested against oseltamivir and a leading Canadian natural health brand against colds, has been proven to be comparable to oseltamivir, and significantly superior to the leading natural health brand, in extending life span of mice inoculated intranasally with a lethal dose of the Influenza virus (unpublished data).


(Conclusion:  Research causes cancer in rats.)

(Above:  The fact that there is a patent pending – honestly, for mixing 2 herbs and marketing the mix – shows you it must be quite true.  Especially as they first take time to call every bit of research done on the competition, Echinacea, “inconclusive”.)

Now let me get on with writing those books on stalking and debauchery.  (I hear the Ark chuckling… )

Ha! … and the Truther asks questions

Joys of Vodacom:  I was constructing a kick-butt post with scientific references and all about the efficacy of 2 herbal flu remedies, when my internet kicked out and… guess what.  Yes, you guessed it.  Post gone.

It even featured this ad:


I’n’t that a cute ad?

Anyways, I’ll post something a bit less elaborate, here it is:

Firstly, good news for struggling authors.

Thought that first novel of yours, that killer novel, ought to be a best-seller?

Well, so do I!  But what you and I think, doesn’t seem to stand up to stats…  apparently, on average it takes a new author 7 to 13 titles to be “discovered”.  So if books 1 through to 3 haven’t done it for you yet, just keep plugging and just keep writing…  I love the character “Dory” from “Finding Nemo”:  “Just keep swimming, just keep swimming…”  (C’mon, face it:  You’d have kept on writing anyway!  Because it’s a compulsion, you love doing it.  And after all you do have an appreciative audience, no matter how small in the beginning.  So keep going.)

Profoundly annoying dysfunction of WordPress:

The new editor jumps.  Every time I change the style (e.g. insert a heading) it jumps back to the top.  WP, STOP THAT!!


(and it did it again!  Add to that, that this computer has been pre-used…  how something like that gets back into a sealed box, I have no clue, but parts of the keyboard are “numb”, especially the P, the O, the space bar(!!)… evidence that the keyboard has been “hammered”, a classic gamer malpractice – and I found games loaded onto it last year August, which is several months before I bought it.  :-P  After having to battle for a month to get my Lenovo replaced with even this, I dare not take this one back.  Guys be warned:  Incredible Corruption is Alive and Well.)

P’kaboo updates:

…don’t really belong on this blog.  I’ll post them when the people at P’kaboo have posted them on the Official P’kaboo Blog Site (  ;-)

Meanwhile I don’t think I’ve linked to Douglas’ latest review yet?  By R.Luke Lively.  Congrats, Douglas.

“Truther” as a put-down, and “herb denialists”

Have you ever come across the word “truth” used in a profoundly negative context?  In fact, abused as a swearword?  as in, “All you ever care about is the truth!  Don’t you want to hear the politics?”  or “You’re such a truther – you’re not prepared to believe things without checking if they are in fact true.”  Or…  shucks.  I struggle to think up examples.  Comments are invited!  :-D

As a contrast, a person who points out with mirth that the “active” ingredient in Echinaforce is in fact the 65% alcohol, is a what? …. a “herb denialist”?  No?

 RESULTS:Human H1N1-type IV, highly pathogenic avian IV (HPAIV) of the H5- and H7-types, as well as swine origin IV (S-OIV, H1N1), were all inactivated in cell culture assays by the EF [Echinaforce] preparation at concentrations ranging from the recommended dose for oral consumption to several orders of magnitude lower. Detailed studies with the H5N1 HPAIV strain indicated that direct contact between EF and virus was required, prior to infection, in order to obtain maximum inhibition in virus replication. Hemagglutination assays showed that the extract inhibited the receptor binding activity of the virus, suggesting that the extract interferes with the viral entry into cells. In sequential passage studies under treatment in cell culture with the H5N1 virus no EF-resistant variants emerged, in contrast to Tamiflu, which produced resistant viruses upon passaging. Furthermore, the Tamiflu-resistant virus was just as susceptible to EF as the wild type virus.

(source: Pubmed,

(Sorry.  This is what scientists love doing:  Jamming in references to trusted sources such as peer-reviewed scientific journals.)

Technically, every honest scientist is a “truther” – someone who will not simply believe something because you say so, but does his own research to stave or disprove it.

Of course you also get people who will not believe anything you tell them simply because they are naive, distrustful individuals…  mind, usually naive people are more trusting than they should be.  It’s the loss of naivety that leads to “truthism”.  (And what’s the opposite of “truthism”:  Dogmatism & blind faith?  Or worse: Deliberate lies?)

And on the topic of conversation-ending put-downs:

Godwin’s Law

“Godwin’s Law (or Godwin’s Rule of Nazi Analogies)[1][2] is an Internet adage asserting that “As an online discussion grows longer, the probability of a comparison involving Nazis or Hitler approaches 1[2][3]—​ that is, if an online discussion (regardless of topic or scope) goes on long enough, sooner or later someone will compare someone or something to Hitler or Nazism.”  (quote from Wikipedia)

The rule is that whoever first brings up Hitler and the Nazis, has 1) ended the discussion or thread and 2) instantly lost the argument.  :-D  I find it highly amusing that someone actually formulated such a law.

It can be applied to put-downs in general:  The second someone calls you a this or a that, it ends the discussion and shows they have lost their argument (because they are out of genuine answers).

Questions about Gardasil

Instead of stating this or that I’m going to ask some questions, re vaccinations and specifically, re Gardasil which is recommended as a blanket vaccine (LOL) for girls / women between 9 and 26.  But not for women over 26.  Several sites claim that it is “not recommended for women older than 26″; one even goes as far as to say that if you turn 26 in the 6 months of your 3 Gardasil shots, it’s “still safe to complete the course”.  So my first question is:

  • Why is that?  What’s this thing about age 26 that is so detrimental to this vaccine?  Why doesn’t it work in women older than that? 

It would be interesting to hear a genuine, scientifically sustainable answer to this apparently totally illogical situation.

Gardasil, acc. all the sources I’ve read (go do your own googling!), is a recombinant vaccine.  They took a component of the virus (the cancer-causing HPV 16 and 18, and two others) and cloned it into yeast.  Not into the horrible yeast you have encountered as thrush or moniliasis or even as athlete’s foot; into the yeast we use for making beer, Saccharomyces cerevisiae.  So, you ought to be getting the goodness of the beverage that’s as old as humankind, with the vaccine.

Those of you who followed any of my previous vaccine postings, will recall a post where I explain 3 principal ways in which a vaccine can be manufactured.  Most vaccines use “way 1″, the simple concept of using a little live virus, and relying on the low dosage being non-threatening.  There are also vaccines that use “attenuated” virus that’s been zapped over the head (usually with radiation or something) to kill or at least, weaken it.  Those sometimes get used for the more dangerous viruses.  But the safest is the recombinant method:  Using only the part the immune system recognizes, the coat protein.

Imagine a burglar.  Wearing a warm winter coat.  Can the coat alone break into your house and steal your stuff and murder you in your beds?  No!  That is the level of safety we are working with, at least in concept, when we use recombinant vaccine.  We’re showing the coat to the police to make them alert, but the coat can’t turn around and stab us like the live burglar could (and does!) in vaccines such as the measles and flu vaccines (it’s called “shedding”).

And if that were the totality of all I knew about Gardasil I wouldn’t even hesitate.

But it turns out that there are over 35 000 adverse reactions reported on the VAERS – instantly the “truther” in me double-checks the VAERS, is it a charlatan site that claims that disease (“dis-ease”) is caused by eating meat and microbes are incidental?  No – actually, the CDC and FDA started the VAERS as a place where people can report side effects for vaccines.

Therefore all data on VAERS is “anecdotal”.  But sheesh – 35 000 “anecdotes”, a fair portion of them involving hospitalization, death, pulmonary arrest, fibromyalgia, and various other side effects – that’s a lot of anecdotes for the few years in which the vaccine’s been around.

So here comes my second question:

  • If Gardasil is so safe, why are there such a lot of reported adverse reactions (including deaths)?  How does this burglar’s coat manage that?

Keep in mind we’re dealing with the coat of the burglar HPV.  The burglar himself can cause cancer.  A pretty evil character that.  But his coat??

A viral coat protein is just that – a protein.  And a protein is a molecule that cannot self-replicate.  It also cannot magically insert genes into someone’s DNA like the virus does; because genes are at least DNA or RNA and a protein is not.  A protein cannot produce DNA or RNA.  A protein cannot replicate.  Then why – wait…

  • Then why were there actual cases reported of HPV-caused cancer including pulmonary papilloma  (that is, tumors in the lung)?  Where did that HPV suddenly come from?  A coat does not a burglar make!

Another puzzler:

Obviously the burglar’s coat will not protect you once the actual burglar is already in your house.  But… there are places that suggest that if you take the vaccine (buy the coat) if you’re already being burgled, the coat will make it somehow worse.

  • How?

Another thing that really annoyed me when I was digging for information online, was that sources can’t seem to agree on how many species there are 1) of HPV and 2) HPV that cause cancer.

Figures for 1) range from 40, 95, 109 to 140+.

Figures for 2) say either 2, 4, 5, 13 or “nearly all of the HPV species”.

  • What are the actual figures and how can I be sure they are correct?  Why is there this wealth of misinformation?

I am not addressing the question of the aluminium adjuvant and the other additives at all.  I feel, if they are to be discussed, it has to be separately.

And remember, the first one playing the Nazi card has lost the discussion!  :-D

Suze Orman and trying to understand money karma

:-)  I probably should not have done that, mentioned Suze Orman and karma in one breath.  It’s not exactly the word she uses.

However, karma comes in various forms.  Only one of them is the type where one presumes that you’re being hounded by the Curse of the Red Traffic Light because in a previous lifetime, you mortally offended a traffic officer.

Another type altogether, and a much more practical one, is the karma we accrue in this lifetime, that comes and bites us, to paraphrase the Ark, in the butt in this life.  And that, though she doesn’t call it karma, is the one Suze Orman addresses.

Something is holding you back

Why is that amazing dream holiday always just out of reach?  Or that house you want to buy?  Or sometimes (ladies) just that desirable pair of shoes?  Or (guys) that upgrade to your graphics card?  Why don’t you manage to save as much as you’d like to – or in fact anything at all?

Do these questions resonate with you?  If they don’t, never mind, move to the next post.  But if they do, chances are that it has something to do with your money karma.

You see someone else who does exactly what you do and is making a rip-roaring financial success while you are battling to pay the bills.  Or perhaps you just don’t get that job you are fully qualified to do.  There are many sociopolitical factors today that throw spanners in the average person’s working life; and there is that magic thing called inflation that equals out any kind of progress you might have thought you were making, both on earning and on saving.  But somehow, that doesn’t quite account for all the hundreds of little things and dozens of larger ones that go wrong in your financial life, that don’t go wrong in your colleague’s.


Why is this?  Could you actually be sabotaging your own progress?

Suze Orman takes people back to significant money memories from their childhoods.  These memories, often long-forgotten before they resurface under prompting, have shaped and are still shaping our attitudes to money.

Typically, people who were stolen from at a tender age, tend to be risk-averse, clinging onto what they feel is “safe”.  They might be keeping cash under the mattress because they don’t trust the bank; or they’ll park their money in a savings account because they have a fear of investing.  Alternatively, and this is much worse, they might sabotage themselves professionally so that they are always on the breadline – if they don’t own it, it can’t be stolen.

The same might happen to a child who was the victim of parental divorce, especially where the abandoning parent took the lion’s share of the money and ran.  This is the same as a theft; not only did the child lose a parent, but also half of its future chances on e.g. a good education (costs money) or a decent boost into the world (many parents help their children with the deposit on their first house, car etc).  Not only was the loss of money profound, but it was deepened by abandonment and loss of a parent.

These events are now linked firmly in the adult’s subconscious; losing money hurts; so if I don’t own it, I can’t lose it and then I won’t get hurt.

Getting rid of that bad money karma

Let’s say this strikes a chord in you.  Have you found your money-saboteur?  Is this true for you, that you don’t want to risk or that you subconsciously put a crimp on your earnings so that you don’t have to lose?  Sometimes even just revisiting these memories hurts intensely.

So what can you do about it?

One of the simplest and yet most powerful actions to take is to forgive the perpetrator.

Was your bicycle stolen when you were 9?  Did your parent leave you when you were 21 and just in the most acute phase of needing that financial boost that instead went to your defaulting parent starting a new life?  Was your start in life stolen from you like that?

Forgive them

Write them a letter telling them that you forgive them.  You might not actually have contact with that parent by now or they may even have passed on; and of course you’ll never find the vagrant who stole your bike; but write that letter anyway.  Write it manually, don’t do it on the computer.  Take a pen and paper.  Express to them exactly all that they stole from you when they left you:  Your trust, your parental home, your start in life, your belief in marriage, and your belief in being able to save for a comfortable old age.  Let them know!  And then, take a deep breath, and forgive them for being human and fallible and not-so-very-noble towards their own offspring.  Write to them that you forgive them.

Because you’re not doing it for them.  In fact you might not even care what this letter does to them.  It’s not your fight.  You are simply doing it for yourself, forgiving yourself for having been betrayed, for having been robbed, and letting it all go.

It might take repeating this a few times, depending on how much anger there is locked up in you.  You might even go back to being that child and shed some more tears.  That is alright.  But some time during the process you’ll start feeling relief.  You’ll start feeling the freedom that comes with genuinely letting go.

Choose a better mantra

This is the era of the mantra.  A mantra is a short but powerful affirmation you say to yourself, as often as you remember; stick it on your bathroom mirror and recite it in the morning while brushing your teeth; stick it on your steering wheel and recite it in traffic; stick it on the inside of your attache case and whisper it to yourself as you open your briefcase at the office.  Mantra works on repetition; you are reprogramming your subconscious mind.

“I’m the boss of my own money” might be a good one, or “money is my friend”; or the classic “Large amounts of money are flowing towards me continually”.  Pick your own.  Personalize it.

Set some goals

And then, having picked and rehearsed your mantra, get your financial shop in order.  Get your spreadsheets up to date; pay off your debts.  And set some goals!  If you don’t yet have money goals, why bother?  Set some selfish goals, and some that are more practical…

“Rinse and repeat”

It could be that you fall back into old money habits.  Remember, your habits have decades of practice; stands to reason they have a bit of a hold on you.  If you find that you do, just restart.  Find another way of letting go of the past (perhaps even the “new” past of the recent weeks); find more money memories that hurt and fix them; revisit or reformulate your mantra and set more, possibly easier goals.  Because achieving goals is also addictive; try it, you’ll like it.

Hope this sheds some light for you and me on money karma.  I’m sure there’s lots more.

Have a sweet week.

Tribal Shaming & Oughtness

Last night I came across this incredible post on Facebook.  I’m going to repost a small part of it here, with a link to the complete post (because of copyright), it’s by an Elizabeth Gilbert, author of “Big Magic – Creative Living Beyond Fear”.  Here is the complete post. It is well worth reading!



Walk with me through this…So…we are all born into a certain tribe, right?

This tribe can be our family, our religion, our neighborhood, our nationality, our culture, etc.

Tribes are important to human beings — in fact, they are essential. There is arguably nothing more vital to the ongoing existence of the human race than the cohesion and protection of a tribe. Our ancestors endured the fight for survival in the ancient world only because they clung together and shared resources. Even today in the modern world, tribes are still absolutely essential. Tribes keep babies alive and old people safe. Tribes care for the sick and the weak. Tribes provide protection, nourishment and warmth to vulnerable individuals (and we are all vulnerable individuals at some point or another)…but most importantly, tribes provide MEANING.

Simply put: Our tribe of origin tells us who we are.

Our tribe tells us what to believe and how to behave.

Each tribe is governed by its own rules. These rules constitute the honor code that defines every tribe’s essence. No matter what the tribe, these rules are always sacred — and must be sacred — because without those rules, the collective will fall apart, and without the collective, individual people are doomed.

Oftentimes, tribal rules are LITERALLY sacred. These rules are often composed of strict religious commandments and edicts that must be obeyed rigorously, sometimes on pain of death.

But even when tribal rules are more subtle than literal commandments, they are still sacred. Every family is tribe, and therefore every family has its own moral and cultural code — its own guidelines that signal: THIS IS HOW WE DO THINGS AROUND HERE.

Thus, the people who raised you injected you with certain rules, habits, morals, and standards. The rules of your tribe might have been lofty (such as: “IN THIS FAMILY, WE ARE ALL RELIGIOUS FUNDAMENTALISTS”) or the rules might have been lowly (such as: “IN THIS FAMILY, WE ARE ALL ABUSIVE ALCOHOLICS”) or the rules might have been insanely contradictory (such as: “IN THIS FAMILY, WE ARE RELIGIOUS FUNDAMENTALISTS AND WE ARE ABUSIVE ALCOHOLICS”)

Whatever the situation, though, the rules were definitely the rules, and they were made quite clear to you from the beginning.

In order to remain safe and accepted within the boundaries of the tribe, you must follow these rules.

Maybe as you grew up, those rules continued to make sense to you. If so, then you got lucky. Because then your life’s course is clear — all you need to do is obey your familiar tribal rules (and pass those rules down to your offspring) and everything will be safe and clean and simple.

Or maybe not.

Maybe as you grew older, you found that your own values and morals and standards and aspirations were completely different than those that had been taught to you by your tribe of origin.

Maybe you realized that you didn’t WANT to be a religious fundamentalist.

Maybe you didn’t want to be an abusive alcoholic.

Maybe in your tribe, nobody gets a formal education — but you wanted to go earn a PhD.  […]

(read more at this link)

She goes on to explain how to break the bonds of tribal shaming.  Some amazing techniques.

I got a large dose of this tribal shaming the day I decided, for her own sanity, to take my 8-year-old child out of an abusive school and homeschool her.

It was 100%, nay 1000%, the right decision.  My beautiful little girl who had been so withdrawn and without hope that at the tender age of 7 she had already contemplated suicide (she confided later), flowered into becoming the young artist she is today.  By the time she was 13 she had enough courage and emotional resilience to return to school; of course not to that school which(witch) never ever got their claws into another of my children, but to an English high school.

Nevertheless the near-lethal emotional state and complete academic and social shut-down of my child at 8 was not enough to stop certain people from relentlessly shaming us for homeschooling.  I didn’t know at that point that there was a word for it; all I knew was, some people have these little rules engraved in the insides of their skulls and firmly believe that anyone who doesn’t follow their rules is an idiot and wrong.  I called it “oughtness”.

Now don’t take this wrong, but Germans as a collective seem to be quite big on Oughtness.  (Obviously there are many great exceptions.  I’m not talking about those at the moment.)  “You ought to do it this way and you ought to do it that way” – why?  “Because that is how it is done”.  What they never get is that it’s not “how it is done”, but merely how it is done in their little circle.  And that their little circle is much smaller than they could actually fathom.

This kind of herd mentality (not to be confused with “herd immunity” which is fictitious) leads the gerries to be the only nation on Earth to make homeschooling illegal (this rule was introduced under Hitler btw); and to comment  with great approval on the Spiegel page announcing the push of Big Pharma to make vaccinations compulsory in Tchermany, take the parental choice away (the same movement Americans are trying to rally against in the US, having a deeper understanding of “freedom”).

“Anyone whose opinion differs from the herd is an idiot!  Baaaaah….”

Flock of sheep, New Zealand, Pacific

(“Life of Brian” by Monte Python spoofs this.  Brian:  “You are all individuals!  You are all different!” –  Chorus the masses:  “We are all individuals!  We are all different!” – Single voice from the crowd: “I’m not!”)

The same contingent who opposed my homeschooling, my oldest’s subject choices and my career changes, are at it again.  My daughter is getting her ears chewed off about what she ought to be doing next year.

Aren’t we forgetting something?  It’s my daughter’s choice!  This year she is turning 18; officially coming of age.  End, my dear tribal shamers, of story!

It is easier to walk in someone else’s tracks than to lay down your own through uncharted territory; but what people need to realize is that the territory is changing all the time, and those who look for the tracks of their predecessors very often come to the end of the track.  And it’s always the ones who take a panga and slash their own path through the jungle who make the ground-breaking changes that keeps our civilization moving forward.  The Wright Brothers.  Dr Livingstone.  Amundsen.  Neil Armstrong.  (Did I miss an L there?)  They broke away from Oughtness, went ahead and were “idiots” with conviction, and did their own thing.

Leaving you with that for today.  Be brave and stand your own.  Don’t let the “crabs in the bucket” pull you back into the bucket.  Now go read the rest of Gilbert’s post.  You really ought to. ;-)  Because I say so.

Winter is here, and career choices

Winter has arrived here, as is its habit, with a cold snap and rain in mid-April.

Actually it often rains around Meggi’s birthday.  It’s the last rain of the season; I guess it really classifies as Autumn rain, interspersed with hot sunshiny patches and chilly nights.  Time to get those “storm blankets” out.  (“Storm” is actually the name of the dark-grey colour of these phenomenally warm poor-man blankets, but it was such a poetic concept that for us, they became “storm blankets”.)

I’m spending precious holiday time with my 3 that are so big already…  2 in high school and one moving there so fast now.  My oldest is finishing school this year, it’s an exciting time in her life.  Unlike some, she isn’t entirely sure what she wants to do; we have various leads and a general direction but no decision (“I want to be a fireman, period”).  Well that is okay; I told her the stories of practically everyone in the family, and a good few friends.  When one is 17, one is (brought) under the impression that this is a momentous decision, that whatever you pick now, is what you will be condemned to do forever after.  This is simply not true.  Virtually each one of us changed careers in mid-flight, at least once.

Nothing you ever do is wasted.  So in the case of my oldest offspring, it’s practical to take a gap year, shadow people in their jobs to discover how those work; take some courses, then in the following year (2017) begin a degree course of a general direction, in her case BA fine arts, that leaves various options open at the end for a post-grad that will be more specific.  By the end of her BA she can make that decision, but it will not limit her options the way a more specific first degree would.

The way to deal with the panic mechanics, I suggested to her, is to tell them she’ll be doing a PGCE.  That is a post-graduate certificate in education which would make her employable as a school teacher – one of the jobs she is considering.  Of course telling a relative you’re going to do a PGCE, will be met with a moment’s surprised silence, and then the obvious objection, “but you can’t just do a post-graduate certificate, you have to have a degree first!”  To which the answer, naturally, is a sovereign smile and the comment, “yes, that’s the plan”.

Because there are a lot of panic mechanics.  They see a “directionless” child and spot a “future unemployable problem adult”.  Oh for heavens’ sakes.  And they were never 17 and at that junction with nary a clue what they wanted to nail themselves down to doing for the rest of a lifetime?  “Your daughter should do this and your daughter should do that”…  right, but it is her own choice.  Not mine; not theirs.


Good at art. She was one of 6 art students selected to do a “live” painting within a single morning, acrylic on canvas, for heritage day last year.


R taking a quick reading break, at a P’kaboo launch. She is also a solid help and supporter at studio concerts. With her experience she could easily step into the role of event manager, or start an events business – if she wanted to.