The Arbuckles of Somerby

A snippet: It was schoolfriend Koos Beukes’ birthday today and I remembered he’s from Aberfeldy, so I asked him about a half-remembered memory that popped up on thinking ‘Aberfeldy:’ ‘Who were the rooinek ladies that farmed out your way again?’ ‘Natalie and Phyllis Arbuckle on Somerby,’ said Koos. He actually now owns the farm! HeContinue reading “The Arbuckles of Somerby”

Forty Years

Liewe bliksem, can it be? Forty blerrie years!? Surely not. But so they tell me. 1972 to 2012 is forty years. Spectacles, of course, are a sign of intelligence, so here you have me and four meisies flying the IQ flag. Hang on, one other fella. Can’t nail his name right now . . BetweenContinue reading “Forty Years”