Walk and Fly

8 years 1 month ill …

Physical Deuce / Mental ED

(c) 2014 Edward C Lunnon



I am angry!

This morning we have heard of yet another killing – this time the captain of our national soccer team shot down in cold blood.

I have written an open letter to the President of the RSA. Decisive action is needed to stop the lawlessness and crime in our country.

This comes after a wonderful weekend. A weekend that shows us just how we could live in this country of ours.

It started off with the Big Walk for Cancer. Nine thousand people walking five kilometers along the beach front of Port Elizabeth. All this to raise awareness and funds for cancer treatment in our City.

The weather was fine and the atmosphere electric. Singing and dancing and music and merriment, and in the process, a record established for the most number of feet through a hotel foyer of the Boardwalk Hotel.

Pera and I were two of the nine thousand!

Then we moved up to the Port Elizabeth Airport for the Bay West Air Show. All this to raise funds for the MTR Children’s Home in our City.

What an excited crowd – I’m not sure how many but the place was choc-a-bloc full.

“Oohs “and “aaahs” from little boys and little girls and not so little boys and little girls! The things that dreams are made of and the defining moments that determine the future occupation and pasttimes of so many little people.

Pictures grace all the pages of the social media and print media this morning.

These are the things that determine whether people remain in this country or flee overseas, as so many of our friends and family do.

We’re all on a high as we return home to watch the Currie Cup rugby final between the Lions and the WP – and WP wins! Even higher we go!

And what a choice of activities we had this weekend: in between walking and flying, we could have celebrated the Oktoberfest, attended the Aurora fete, tasted the whiskey and the cigars at the Fairview Expo, viewed the Bedford Gardens, …

All enough to make you high – the joys of Africa!

But then this morning’s news brings you crashing back to the realities of Africa!

And as I write this, my younger sister Ingrid and my niece Lindsay are visiting my youngest sister June in the Land of the Long White Cloud –  Aotearoa. Travel safe, enjoy and keep the pics flowing for our armchair travelogue!

I am not only angry. I am also galla!


Discovery AlgoaFM Big Walk


Every Wednesday, on AlgoaFM, Lance du Plessis and I TALK dis-ease.

I have also had the privilege of TALKING to many individuals and groups of people, including the Graaff-Reinet and District Cancer Association. I have TALKED about and promoted their Pink Trees for Pauline Cancer Awareness Campaign on 19 October.

Over the years, I have TALKED to many folk, friends and family who have had cancer and who sadly talk no more.

Recently, Seve Chadford TALKED on our programme about “Living Positively”. Shortly afterwards, on Women’s Day, his mother, Kathryn Chadford, died from cancer. I TALKED at her memorial service.

I TALK because I know what it’s like to battle disease. I have my own daily battle with CBD. And, like a battle with cancer, it becomes a matter of raising the bar, of raising hope, raising awareness, raising funds and raising one’s voice. 

But, one can’t just TALK the TALK.

So, I invite one and all to join my family, Seve and I to Walk the TALK, too, and to walk the Walk – The Discovery AlgoaFM Big Walk on Saturday 27 October 2012.

CBD progressively takes away my ability to TALK and my ability to walk. So, don’t delay – just enter now!

It’s for CHOC!

(See also www.edlunnon.co.za and www.algoafm.co.za)