Om stil te word... So stil: om selfs vir die wind skuiling te bied ...
Individuality
Just my way of thinking of my past to present. Today is called the "present" because it is a true gift!
A son brought into the world to grow up and never know who his father is.
This is to Tom a bloke I only met recently who instills my faith in mankind.
To my friend and neighbour, Greg next door who gave me 6 months work concreting and continues to lay the foundations.
Because I thought it would be funny.
