SAID GOODBYE TO LONELINESS.....
I knew the way blindfolded. As I left the stark, towering blocks of flats that are the notorious Sydenham Heights, I hung a right along Rippon Road and by St. Phil's. I strolled into Mcafferty Road and waved to my mates at the Station as I walked past. Across Collingham I strode and down the handy lane to busy Abrey Road where I cut across and headed up Raftery for a bit then nipped up through the parkland to Harris Crescent and the Treasurer's house....
My point? The Sydenham SAP must have seen Adrian Kingsley many times since his so-called 'escape' from Town Hill Mental Institution heh...(if he was ever indeed incarcerated there).. was it Adrian that decorated the precast walls of West Riding (seen as you leave Westville and enter Durban on Jan Smuts Highway). Not his best work I grant you, but a precarious position to be in, clearly visible to oncoming traffic...
Is he a part of the deliberate degradation of the area? Although he is obviously capable of doing some excellent graffiti work (see Shakoor Sheik's wall at 72 Harris Crescent viewed up from Abrey Road), much of it spread around the area is rushed and unfinished and merely adds to the general air of seediness now hanging over Sherwood. A useful young man to know should you wish to hasten the general decaying appearance of an entire suburb..
Why do I persist in coming back to the subject of Adrian Kingsley? Merely to give you an insight into what is considered amusement by the very same people who have told you that I deserve their foul attentions.....*laughs.....
If you do not consider it strange that this young man stood/danced/shouted in the park opposite the Treasurer's house for weeks, day and night and then headed into the valley for my entertainment, and much later was given to the CPF on a plate by Carol (?) as a child-rapist? No alarm bells ringing yet? Hello.....? The CPF were told he'd been arrested the year before on a child molestation charge and subsequently escaped? That members were to report if we saw him? Which was done and the ensuing over-the-top arrest on the Friday only to have him walking freely down the crescent the following Wednesday?
If this type of staged scenario is being specifically engineered to alarm residents for the amusement of the corrupt, I suppose its working.... Again, an awful lot of time and money wasted on dishonest manipulation don't you think? *hawks......
What sort of people would wrongfully accuse someone of child rape and if it was true, what sort of people would allow him such swift freedom? *looks at Bali..... your move?
At some point on Saturday afternoon/evening the silver grey bakkie disappeared from Captain Courageous driveway and has yet to return...*chuckles... its been banned temporarily since it so clearly followed me to Mo's? What Was that stuff in the bed at the back? A monitoring aid?
It will return soon enough and no doubt have had further amazing modifications made to it.... *smiles...
On Sunday night I realised that Bali's streetlight was out...it is actually far more interesting when the main light is switched off. Most of the silver bands circling the pole are now activated and clearly visible from S window in the dark. And no, not reflections from other lights as the GameWrecker suggested without even looking..pfft....
The result is a stunningly ghostly and yet very busy pole despite its main function being disabled heh...
I took Sophie out onto the front lawn after 9.00pm on Sunday night for a pee and was astounded by two (or was that three?) new orange beauties bordering St. Theresa's playing field... these properties can be accessed via Grindrod and Mary Roads. I have very clear photos of these houses and the building renovations and additions that were taking place. (taken when we visited the convent) so, no real surprises there .. The property right next to the convent's swimming pool at the end of Michan Road is beautifully illuminated. Glynnis' old house at No. 72 keeps that bright green light burning in the upstairs window facing down the valley to Kassims house, even when most of the others in that section are off.
The sensor lights in Freddies upstairs bedroom window nail me unerringly each time I open the courtyard door. Yesterday morning they were cranked to the max in the early hours... 3 Very bright lights vertically situated inside the room window.
Also weirdly enough, twas yesterday at 5.00am when I realised the huge lights on the convents ablution block by Michan Road were off. As were the Rec. Centre lights...most unusual...
Clearing the air for mon Capitans social gathering later in the day would be my guess.... a jolly get together and a good deal of the festivities spent out the front by the pool. Why take chances? *chuckles....
And now its Tuesday, and Easter has been and gone....
My 'bedroom' sensor is being very discreet this morning - on, but dimmed to its lowest strength. As I left the back door to go up and unchain the gates at 5.25am our street light went out *helpless cackles....... before I even got up to the road it had been hastily reactivated....
Only the bottom light of the 3 in Freds window was enabled this morning.. My Personal GateKeeper Bert was standing anxiously on his verandah watching all the fumbling....*waves...
Not a light on up beyond the playing field and Wragge Rd area. Nothing at the ablution block either...only No. 72s little green light glows....
The light that sweeps down the gum trees calling so elegantly to the GateKeepers at the orphanage most mornings just before 5.00am - also fumbled today ... a distinct lurch as opposed to a sweep....*sigh...
To be fair, this IS the test zone and mistakes are to be expected... Mistakes that can prove deadly...*looks at Basil, Sue and Penny and shakes its head....
In the Grander Scheme of things, these casualties will fall, unnoticed by the wayside...
The robin was calling cheerfully this morning as the sky grew lighter.... a beautiful autumn day ahead....
peace....
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Tuesday 10th April at 1.06pm
