Tom Brown

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My stories

Talking to Jesus

Mornings early we began the day with singing and prayer. The choruses are amazingly beautiful with the men's deep voices the African rhythms the clapping and canons and the sisters clear and strong.

Mr B and The E.

The Kruger Park Just graduated and full of love of abstraction enthusiasm and vigour I attended my first conference, paid for entirely with saved pocket money.
Cherry

Siren!!

Mercedes-Benz fire engines in the bleak-deserted half-dark hangars are patiently waiting in echoes, polished to mirrors. A few men are still playing at cards and darts, there’s a chess game going.

Making wishes

Dear V. Reflecting on advice long remembered: Watch out what you wish for, you might get it. Careful what you ask, you may not want what you get! Most of the time I’ve been fortunate.

The 125

Our friend V. from next door was very aware of his masculinity even from the word go. At cricket practice after school when dropping the ball the teacher shouted at him: “Jou Koei!” (You Cow!).

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