#Bryanston

[yearningforunity]

Spectators celebrate a skateboarder’s trick during a contest in Bryanston, Gauteng. 2017

Photo: Tim Moolman

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Bryanston Ad Artwork 4

[natequarter]

totally implausible, but the might-have-been of matthew/honor will haunt me forever. honor bossing barak around is funny enough to imagine, but man... they liked each other so much...

[octuscle]

A Night at the Opera

Ernest and Jasper were both no friends of the big appearance. Their parents had taught them from an early age to always appear far less than they were. The two had come to the opera by subway. That Ernest's velvet loafers cost more than a month's salary of most people around them, probably no one suspected here. The red carpet was laid out for the premiere in front of the Royal Opera. As Ernst and Jasper approached, a rapidly fading flurry of flashbulbs began. The two looked like stars. Flawless. Beautiful. Cultivated. But no one had a clue who they were. So the photographers pounced on the C-list couple, who were getting out of a presumably leased Bentley right behind them. Ernest raised an eyebrow, barely noticeable. Jasper smiled knowingly. The two politely accepted the program and went to Jasper's family box. They had made a generous donation over 200 years ago that enabled the laying of the building's foundation stone. And together with Ernest's grandmother, Jasper's father now ruled over the opera's patrons' association. It was not a problem if they were not recognized here.

During the first intermission, the two quickly agreed that it would be a wasted evening if they were to watch the opera to the end. The singers were mediocre, and the production tried to paper over logical gaps with crude, obscene provocation. Yes, Siegfried was certainly no easy opera. But they actually loved Wagner. But they wouldn't survive another three hours like that. Ending the evening with a glass of wine in front of the fireplace seemed considerably more appealing. They exchanged a few pleasantries with acquaintances of their parents, who were also waiting at the coat rack, and walked through the dusk towards the subway. And they were happy with their decision.

The subway wasn't particularly crowded: Jasper had bought a copy of the Times from a newspaper seller. Even though the premiere was still going on, there was already a scathing review of it in the arts section. Of course the critic was unfair and biased. But his style was delicious. Ernest hummed a bit of the overture's melody when a young man, who was the complete opposite of the two, stumbled over Ernest's legs on his way out the door. The boy was muscular, tattooed, and dressed to show off as much of the muscles and tattoos as possible. Definitely not their class. He swore and showed Ernest the middle finger. Ernest just smiled superiorly. And got the slime from the yob directly in the face. “Do you think you're better than me? Maybe. But not for much longer.” The yob laughed and jumped through the already closing doors onto the platform. Ernest wiped the slime from his cheek. Not all of it… A little bit had run into his mouth.

They got off at the next stop. Ernest's stomach growled. He asked if they could quickly get something from the supermarket on the way home. Jasper said that the fridge at home was well stocked, but he was happy to do it for me. Cumberland Food & Wine was really on the way and he could possibly get a bottle of red wine. While Jasper was scouring the shelves without finding anything he liked, Ernest filled his shopping basket with protein bars, chicken breasts, rice and eggs. When the two met at the checkout, Jasper looked at his husband questioningly. “I just felt like it,” answered Ernest. “Honey, anything you want!” answered Jasper.

Once they arrived home, Ernest immediately disappeared into the kitchen of their impressive apartment on Bryanston Square. By then, he had already eaten three protein bars. Jasper rolled his eyes and retreated to the library. He took a small glass of port and continued reading about the history of the Persian language. At least this way he would be able to end the evening with a little wit. He lost track of time and only woke up when he heard noises coming from the living room. Ernest had taken off his jacket and shirt and was eating a mountain of chicken breasts with egg rice at the coffee table, still wearing his trousers and undershirt. The TV was on. “What are you watching?” Jasper asked. With his mouth full, Ernest replied that it was the new season of “Made in Chelsea”. “You know, the stuff with Reza in it.” Jasper didn't know Reza. ‘The Reza from the gym. Reza Amiri-Garroussi!’ Ernest wiped his hands on his undershirt, pulled out his cell phone, opened Instagram and showed Jasper pictures of a young man. Jasper didn't even know Ernest had an Instagram account. ”Hot guy, honey! Do you know each other?” “Best bros!” Ernest smiled. Tonight had obviously not had a good influence on him. Whatever. Jasper was tired. He kissed his husband on the forehead and wished him good night.

The night had been wild. Ernest had come to bed at some point and had rammed his boner into Jasper's ass without much warning. This wasn't loving sex, it was fucking without any foreplay. Hot, animalistic. Uncharacteristic. But damn, once Ernest had filled his ass until the cum was dripping out of it, Jasper didn't care about any of that. He had never been fucked like that before. No wonder the rest of the night was full of wild dreams. When he woke up, Ernest was no longer in bed. The satin sheets needed urgent washing, with dried cum stains everywhere. Jasper went to the kitchen. Ernest had obviously already had breakfast; the pan for the omelette was in the sink, along with the dishes from dinner, and on the work surface was a thin layer of protein powder dust. Jasper felt somehow strange in the apartment. Something was weird. Did they always have such a monstrously large TV? And was that their furniture? It all looked so much like something from a furniture store. And not like design classics and antiques… “Bros, that's it for this morning! Good pump! Have a sick day!” The sound of the dumbbells hitting the floor showed that Ernie had finished his morning pump. According to the floor plan, their home gym was actually a children's room. What the hell would they need that for? Now it was the place where Ernie shot the videos for his YouTube channel.

Jasper was standing in the doorway. Ernie turned off the cameras and lights. Sweat glistened on his naked torso. Jasper's cock went up. Ernie turned around, saw the semi-erect cock and just grinned, “You dirty piece of shit! You know damn well we're out of time. Auditions are in an hour. And you should shower.” “Look who's talking!” Jasper replied. Ernie smelled his armpit. “That's the way it is, it's my trademark!” He put on a basketball jersey lying on the floor, grabbed Jasper's cock in passing and gave his friend a fleeting French kiss. Jasper knew that Ernie had rights. They had to leave in 20 minutes at the latest. Just enough time to jump in the shower and do a few pull-ups to pump up his muscles. He looked at himself in the mirror. Yes, he looked awesome!

“Love Island” could be Jaz's big breakthrough. At the audition, he was simply eye-catching as the incarnate bad boy. His snotty way of speaking and his arrogant, misogynistic macho appearance had convinced the producers that he could make it big in the trash reality soap. Sure, it sucked that his best buddy Ernie hadn't been taken on either. But Ernie was just already too popular. His fitness channel had tens of thousands of followers. And his appearance in the next season of “I'm a celebrity, get me out of here” was a done deal. If things went well for Jaz, he would follow in Ernie's footsteps next year.

Many bores from the educated middle class would probably look down on Ernie and Jaz with disgust and contempt. But hey, the two of them made good money, went to all the hot parties, and last weekend Bentley had even provided them with a shiny gold car for an Insta-story. The car had been pure porn. Surely everyone who stared at them with open eyes thought they were pop stars or something. It was only a matter of time before they became famous. They were young, sexy and camera-hungry. The future was wide open for guys like them.

[brf-rumortrackinganon]

Thanks for US schooling explanation. 

In UK, we do have P.E, but it’s not as detailed or developed like you describe in the US. 

P.E is so rudimentary that no one takes it seriously, and it focuses on very basic aerobics style exercise…all depends on programme P.E teacher devises. It differs from school to school. 

In private school, you might have P.E as an option, but more often than not, the school insists that each pupil takes up a sport or two. The people who are good enough to join house/ school sports teams are exceptional, but everyone in the student body will have a sports in their educational arsenal. 

Keeping this conversation with Kate, look at the sports page of Marlborough school. 

https://www.marlboroughcollege.org/co-curricular/sport/

Quote from website:

Sport is part of daily life at Marlborough. We strive for every pupil to participate actively and to have a truly positive experience, developing a lifelong interest in and lasting enjoyment of sporting activity that will foster good habits long into adulthood.

Our talented and dedicated coaching teams strive to create the best possible environment for pupils to learn with a judicious mixture of challenge and open communication. There are many opportunities for pupils to represent the College in teams across a wide range of over 20 competitive sports, as well as participating in frequent high-energy house competitions, utilising our outstanding College facilities.

List of sports on offer:

https://www.marlboroughcollege.org/co-curricular/sport/all-sports/

Athletics, Basketball, Cricket, CrossCountry,  Equestrian, Fencing, Fives, Football, Golf, Hockey, Lacrosse, Netball, Polo, Rackets, Rugby, Shooting, Squash, Swimming, Tennis, Water Polo. 

It’s impossible to be a coach potato in a school where you are required to take up at least one from the above list of sports. 

Other schools eg Bryanston and Milfields whose raison d'etre is sports rather than academics will have a longer list of sports for their student body to choose from. 

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This is very interesting, anon -- thanks for following up and sharing! But now I wonder if it’s a chicken or the egg kind of a situation. Is Kate sporty because of Marlborough’s focus on athletic enrichment? Or was Marlborough a much better fit for Kate because she was sporty to begin with?

And, ah, aerobics...any time we had a sub in middle school PE (grades 6-8/ages 11-13), they’d throw us in the gym with a Billy Banks Tae Bo video projected on the wall.

It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. 

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Julie Ege (NO, 1943 - 2008)

Recording John Lennon's LOVE, Sound Studio, January 1971. Bryanston Street, London, W. 1.. Photo by Mirrorpix via Getty Images

Norwegian film and television actress, trying a turn as pop singer w her single "Love" released by CBS, January 15th 1971 [boring a singer]

YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rD70lmoFjUY

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2024 olympics South Africa roster

Archery

Wian Roux (Pretoria)

Athletics

Adrian Swart (Caledon)

Akani Simbine (Kempton Park)

Phatutshedzo Maswanganyi (Soweto Township)

Benjamin Richardson (Pretoria)

Wayde Van Niekerk (Kraaifontein)

Zakithi Nene (Ladysmith)

Lythe Pillay (Benoni)

Edmund Du Plessis (Pretoria)

Tshepo Tshite (Pretoria)

Ryan Mphahlele (Johannesburg)

Adriaan Wildschutt (Ceres)

Bayanda Walaza (Pretoria)

Bradley Nkoana (Potschefstroom)

Sinesipho Dambile (Dimbaza)

Gardeo Isaacs (Cape Town)

Antonie Nortje (College Station, Texas)

Stephen Mokoka (Mahikeng)

Elroy Gelant (Pacaltsdorp)

Brian Raats (Tshwane)

Jovan Van Vuuren (Bloemfontein)

Cheswill Johnson (Johannesburg)

Kayle Blignaut (Rome, Italy)

Francois Prinsloo (Worcester)

Victor Hogan (Vredenburg)

Cian Oldknow (Johannesburg)

Miranda Coetzee (Phokeng)

Prudence Sekgodiso (Gauteng)

Marioné Fourie (Vanderbijlpark)

Zenéy Geldenhuys (Pretoria)

Rogail Joseph (Worcester)

Irvette Van Zyl (Sandton)

Gerda Steyn (Bothaville)

Miné De Klerk (Welkom)

Jo-Ané Van Dyk (Worcester)

Badminton

Johanita Scholtz (Cape Town)

Canoeing

Hamish Lovemore (Durban)

Andy Birkett (Pretoria)

Tiffany Koch (Cape Town)

Esti Olivier (Bloemfontein)

Climbing

Mel Janse-Van Rensburg (Lephalale)

Josh Bruyns (Pretoria)

Lauren Mukheibir (Bryanston)

Aniya Holder (Gqeberha)

Cycling

Ryan Gibbons (Johannesburg)

Jean Spies (Randburg)

Alan Hatherly (Durban)

Vincent Leygonie (Krugersdorp)

Ashleigh Pasio (Pretoria)

Tiffany Keep (Durban)

Candice Lill (Port Shepstone)

Miyanda Maseti (Johannesburg)

Diving

Julia Vincent (Johannesburg)

Equestrian

Alexander Peternell (Roodepoort)

Fencing

Harry Saner (Johannesburg)

Field hockey

Andrew Hobson (Somerset West)

Mustapha Cassiem (Cape Town)

Abdud Cassiem (Cape Town)

Jacques Van Tonder (Bloemfontein)

Bradley Sherwood (Pietermaritzburg)

Keenan Horne (Cape Town)

Tevin Kok (Kokstad)

Matthew Guise-Brown (London, U.K.)

Ryan Julius (Cape Town)

Daniel Bell (Johannesburg)

Nic Spooner (Hamburg, Germany)

Zenani Kraai (Johannesburg)

Nqobile Ntuli (Durban)

Sam Mvimbi (Plettenberg Bay)

Gowan Jones (Durban)

Calvin Davis (Botha's Hill)

Stephanie Botha (Oudtshoorn)

Anelle Lloyd (Bethal East)

Celia Seerane (Pretoria)

Edith Molikoe (Gqeberha)

Kristen Paton (Cape Town)

Thati Zulu (Pretoria)

Dirkie Chamberlain (Pretoria)

Paris-Gail Isaacs (Bloemfontein)

Taheera Augousti (Bloemfontein)

Erin Christie (Johannesburg)

Ntsopa Mokoena (Bethlehem)

Hannah Pearce (Johannesburg)

Ongeziwe Mali (Gqeberha)

Marié Louw (Bloemfontein)

Kayla De Waal (Clermont)

Quanita Bobbs (Cape Town)

Kayla Swarts (Bloemfontein)

Golf

Christiaan Bezuidenhout (Johannesburg)

Frederik Van Rooyen (Johannesburg)

Ashleigh Buhai (Johannesburg)

Paula Reto (Cape Town)

Gymnastics

Cait Rooskrantz (Johannesburg)

Judo

Geronay Whitebooi (Gqeberha)

Rowing

Christopher Baxter (Johannesburg)

John Smith (Germiston)

Paige Badenhorst (Benoni)

Rugby

Chris Grobbelaar (Durban)

Ryan Oosthuizen (Stellenbosch)

Impi Visser (Pongola)

Mogamat Davids (Cape Town)

Quewin Nortje (Pretoria)

Tiaan Pretorius (Stellenbosch)

Tristan Leyds (Somerset West)

Selvyn Davids (Jeffrey's Bay)

Shaun Williams (Mooinooi)

Rosko Specman (Makhanda)

Siviwe Soyizwapi (Nqanqarhu)

Shilton Van Wyk (Bloemfontein)

Ronald Brown (Pretoria)

Mathrin Simmers (Somerset West)

Zintle Mpupha (Xesi)

Sizophila Solontsi (Durban)

Veroeshka Grain (Stellenbosch)

Kemisetso Baloyi (Soshanguve)

Nadine Roos (Cape Town)

Liske Lategan (Groblersdal)

Byrhandré Dolf (Bloemfontein)

Ayanda Malinga (Pretoria)

Libbie Janse-Van Rensburg (Lephalale)

Marlize De Bruin (Johannesburg)

Maria Tshiremba (Johannesburg)

Skateboarding

Dallas Oberholzer (Durban)

Brandon Valjalo (Johannesburg)

Boipelo Awuah (Kimberley)

Surfing

Jordy Smith (Cape Town)

Matt McGillivray (Jeffery's Bay)

Sarah Baum (Durban)

Swimming

Pieter Coetze (Pretoria)

Chad Le Clos (Durban)

Matt Sates (Pietermaritzburg)

Tatjana Smith (Johannesburg)

Kaylene Corbett (Bloemfontein)

Erin Gallagher (Durban)

Aimee Canny (Knysna)

Rebecca Meder (Cape Town)

Triathlon

Henri Schoeman (Vereeniging)

Jamie Riddle (Stellenbosch)

Vicky Van Der Merwe (Cape Town)

Wrestling

Nicolaas De Lange (Bloemfontein)

[badbanaynas]

so entranced by kenny bein an obvious weeb doing the girly peace signs and then daniel bryanston bryan daniseslon SHREDDING IT, knowinG NOTHING OF WHAT IS KAWAII YET DEMOLISHING IT

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Carriages in London today, along Bayswater road which runs along the northern edge of Hyde Park then left onto Edgware road and then a right turn onto Bryanston street. No idea who was inside though...

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Bryanston Heights, Durban, 2022

[realwomenofgaming]

Slasher Summer: Part Three

The final article in the Slasher Summer series by @ThiatheBard #slashersummer #slashermovies

“The Texas Chain Saw Massacre” Marilyn Burns, Bryanston Distributing Company, 1974, I.V. Photo from IMDB.com   Hey there! Thia the Bard here. I am just one of the many horror fanatics here at Real Women of Gaming. Horror is my favorite genre of film and I have a very special place in my heart for the subgenre of slasher. I was scrolling on TikTok recently and saw that a bunch of people were…

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Vary your protein sources to get the maximum benefit from your diet and budget. DM for training or lifestyle nutrition advice or referral😊 #trainsmart #certifiedpersonaltrainer (at Bryanston) https://www.instagram.com/p/CqbIW9zLwlV/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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Thursday 10 March 1836

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no kiss fine but dull morning F38° at 9 ½ and breakfast in an hour - out at 10 ½ having been ¾ hour looking over Journal - with Mark Hepworth with carts and men + 2 fillers (Robert Mann’s men) as yesterday - then with Robert Mann + 4 at the hollow till Mr. Freeman came to me bringing his nephew from Kent with him - came to look at the new road as I had told him at the rent day I should like him to see the road and give me his advice - took him along the road to the Lodge - he was against lagging and advised cutting up the thorns and branches and laying them (on new cart stuff) as a foundation for the rubble - mentioned the Landymere stone - thought perhaps it was fast in water - the stone of Mrs. Lancashire and Brooke sold - did not know at what price - but some stone near sold at 3/6 per yard - wages and rents must alter or stone could not be sold at the present prices - the best customers in the country - In London the stone most sold at any price - for it cannot lie in the vessels and some are obliged to pay 6d. per ton per day for ground for the stone to lie upon and stone has been hawked about in carts in London streets and in the country 10 miles from London - took Mr. F- to the rock-work - explained - he said it would be rather inconvenient to let me have men and tackling, but he would do it for me - I said then I was equally obliged as if he let me have the men, but that I could manage another way on this he said oh! no! he could manage for me - and it was agreed (he said he would do it for me as cheap as anyone) that he should come next Monday week he finding men and tackling for getting and loadening the stone at the quarry and Nelson to let me have Hinton and men to manage at the rock-man - Mr. F- to speak to and arrange with N- told F- I had had an application for the stone in Joseph Hall’s land, and asked him (F-) to value it for me - had F- and his nephew in the north parlour till near 2 - before going away F- said he had a favour to beg of me to change the stone-road in yew trees wood or have more time - to get the stone the stone in - in fact, this was the real reason of his coming however little he might think I should find this out - said I had often congratulated myself on having Mr. F- to deal with instead of anybody else - that I grieved over the spoiling of the wood and would rather change the road than give more time but that I would do the best I could but could never give more time -A - had Parkinson in the hall - brought him into the North parlour - he wished to have a new public house built in the tan-house garden - 4 rooms on a floor - 5 yards x 5 yards and 1ft. and the back rooms would do 5 yards x 4 yards with 4 good chambers and brewhouse and stable - less would not do - could not afford to pay more than £30 per annum pays £20 a year at present - the building he has would make 5 cottages - thought a new Inn would be built for £300 then when I said no! said well for £400 but could not pay than £30 per annum - A- to consider of it, and give him an answer in a few days - he said he should not stay where he was - then A- had luncheon downstairs - sat with her there and then upstairs till she went to Cliff hill and I to the workmen (Robert + 4, and Frank and my own cart) plant at the meer-head - keep Wood and Samuel Booth planting till 6 when rain came on and from 4 to then sent Robert + 2 to the stubbing at the hollow open drain - came in at 6 ¼ - wrote about a French or German lady’s maid ‘speaking English not essentially necessary’ and sent my letter this evening to ‘Madame Lecomte 11 Bryanston street Portland Square London post paid’ - dinner at 6 ¾ - coffee - A-‘s French as usual - we dined on Pork - too rich for us - it disagreed with both of us so bilious we could not see a letter of A-‘s French book - A- 10 minutes and A- ½ hour with my aunt poorly tonight - came upstairs at 8 55 - tea - rather better for it - but very bilious - wrote all the above of today till 10 10 at which hour F40° fine day but dull till rain at 6 and afterwards for some time - Mr. F- told me the union cross would be sold on young Mr. Thompson’s (of chapel of Briers) coming of age in a year from this time - Messrs. Rainer and Beaumont, brother-in-law to Mr. Jonathan Akroyd, bidding against one another for it - they had already got it up beyond Mr. Mitchell’s valuation - asked F- to get to know for me what it was valued at - F- said the buildings were very bad repair - all the roof would want taking off and the timbers renewing - I said all that would not be done for nothing - F- said it was an excellent situation of which I agreed but made no further remark thinking to myself I see whence the opposition to Northgate will come - F- had said Carr was the fittest man for it - I merely said I thought he had neither capital nor character but, in fact, he had never named Northgate to me - But thought I, I must mind what I am about there will be opposition anyway with Carr or without him  - I had best have a man who would be more difficult to oppose than Carr - A- would not take luncheon till I got her persuaded at last told me she had been unhappy the last two or three weeks had not pleasure in anything never felt as if doing right would not take wine was getting too fond of it afraid she should drink was getting as she was before afraid people would find it out and began to look disconsolate oh oh thought I I see how it is cheered her up said we would get off in May would go to Paris first this made me stay with her so inconveniently long  on leaving her thanked god as I walked along for all blessings to myself and fervently begged his help and felt comforted and my spirits good and my head clear