by | | Richard Rasa-Phillips
“My Kalahari” Whilst going through my mother’s stuff, I came across this poem. There is no signature, no handwriting, so I do not know who wrote it. There was no hit on the internet either. However, it was so apt and fitting to explain why my mother...
by | | Richard Rasa-Phillips
So I thought I should explain the photo on my mother’s service program. When my mother left Hawaii, with 3 kids and a kestrel, we moved into our grandparents place which was the Spotted Cow in Larkfield, Kent. She was devastated about her failing marriage and...
by | | Richard Rasa-Phillips
The story of the second photo used for the service program for my mother. The day after my mother passed away, I drove out into the veld, for some alone time. There were thunderclouds everywhere and the sky was showing lightning, the sound of thunder but hardly any...
