Safe as a Guinea

On Tabbo’s Warden farm ‘Rust.’ Mine host Tabbo is second from right, yet another ale in hand. None of those guineas were killed by me (second from left) with my old man’s cheap Russian shotgun, even though the barrel was smoking. A marksman I am not! I was ‘Rust’-y. Kai Reitz once tried to cureContinue reading “Safe as a Guinea”

Dougie Wright

” . . and over the hills lay long fields of barley and of rye and through the fields a road runs by . . .” Douglas Wright Esq would wax poetical after a few beers, quoting Alfred, Lord Tennyson out on the Vrystaat vlaktes. I spose that’s what happens if you get sent toContinue reading “Dougie Wright”