I was well aware that Groot Marico was famous for that notorious author, Herman Charles Bosman’s depictions of the locals, their shenanigans with the powerful mampoer drink and even leopards. I knew Bosman’s old schoolhouse had fallen down and had been rebuilt elsewhere. I recalled meeting the, now late actor, Patrick Mynhardt, who spent...
I was also well aware of my friend’s very generous hospitality and in the back of my mind, couldn’t erase that old saying of Benjamin Franklin’s: ‘Guests, like bad fish, begin to smell after three days’. I had been a guest far longer than that. Subconsciously, I was cringing....
The hold up with my licence turned out to only be the start of my dramas. Just when I thought I was almost on my way, my cellphone was stolen in PicknPay at Fourways Crossing. Beware! This is a widespread occurrence I discovered from the security personnel. The good news is that many of...
Perhaps my son, Ty, was, understandably, the most worried person of the lot. His mother, in her 72nd year was about to flee his family home and depart on some crazy adventure. However, he knew that if his mother intended to do something, it was rather pointless to object as I would still do...
I had scaled down from a three-bedroomed house to not just a smaller house or a two-bedroom flat, or even a one-bedroom flat. I had turned my back on everything I previously thought I needed in order to have a lovely home -- for a motorhome. When people said they understood how I felt,...
How many of us grew up with our parents telling us bedtime stories? I know I did. I realised that perhaps my factual story would be of interest to you. It certainly seems so as I have been encouraged by many people to write a blog about my life as it is now as...
