Koos Kombi

Today Mother Mary took a break from playing the piano. She suddenly remembered a time Mona du Plessis came to her after a ‘do’ at the town hall. These memories come and go so she must tell them as she thinks of them. Mona said to me – says Mary – “While we were atContinue reading “Koos Kombi”

Chaka’s Rock Luxury Beach Cottage

Back around 1962 we joined the du Plessis on a beach and fishing holiday on the Natal north coast – Chaka’s Rock! They were beach regulars, this was one of our two beach holidays that I can remember.  It was amazing! The cottage on a hill above the beach, the rocks and seaside cliffs, narrowContinue reading “Chaka’s Rock Luxury Beach Cottage”

What a Lovely Reunion!

Pierre & Erika, Jacquie, Pikkie and me. Joined by the much younger Bonita who is seeking a single, life-long, male partner and who got much invaluable advice from us wiser, more experienced – OK, old – toppies. Mainly: “Don’t”. We had gathered in the old home town to run the annual Harrismith Mountain Race, andContinue reading “What a Lovely Reunion!”

Cycling the Free State Vlaktes

Sheila asked: Hi Koos. What make were our bikes? Something with an R. Ruttludge? Rudling? I answered, ‘Rudge’. The same Rudge ridden by the English King. ‘Strue! Sheila’s and Barbara’s were red, mine was blue. Given to us by Mom and Dad around 1960 to 1965, I’d guess. We were certainly in the Kleinspan SchoolContinue reading “Cycling the Free State Vlaktes”

Borrowing Cars Genetic?

We used to borrow our parents cars on the without-permission system and drive around at night with the ultimate destination being the Royal Natal National Park Hotel down Oliviershoek Pass. That was a triumphant destination I only achieved once, other times we went to Little Switzerland, halfway down the pass. Or Kestell. Once Steph deContinue reading “Borrowing Cars Genetic?”

Round The Bend

Mandy’s reply on the 21st post reminded me of The Bend – that sacred pilgrimage site we would repair to as part of growing up and learning wisdom and wonder. Also drinking, puking and dancing. Especially drinking. It was like Mecca. We searched the whole of Joburg all term long for girls and women andContinue reading “Round The Bend”

Harrismith’s Mountain Goat

The people of Harrismith dubbed Michael McDermott ‘The Mountain Goat’. Or so running e-zine ‘Modern Athlete’ says of SIXTEEN-times winner of our Mountain Race. Apparently we used to write supportive messages for him along the route of the Harrismith Mountain Race, much like supporters do in the Tour De France. Race organisers would set himContinue reading “Harrismith’s Mountain Goat”

Tshwane Hooligans

Tshwane – Famous for the protection of its inebriates. Home of the self-guided car Few people know that Pretoria Boys High, Audi and Elon Musk were secretly piloting a new self-driving car in Tshwane when their test pilot, one PH Brauer, Esq, pulled out of the program for reasons unknown, although rumour has it hisContinue reading “Tshwane Hooligans”

World Firsts

Or – Firsts in the Vrystaat (well, sort of . . . Firsts For Us! There you go). In our little world: We invented Hijacking – of the Orange Express (check post) We invented Streaking – in Kimberley (check post) We invented Drifting – on the athletics track in the park (check post) We inventedContinue reading “World Firsts”

Harrismith Mountain Race

Way back in 1922 a Pom army major sat in the gentleman’s club in Harrismith and spoke condescendingly about our mountain, Platberg, as “that little hill”. What was ‘e on about? It rises 7800 ft above sea level and he was from a tiny chilly island whose ‘ighest point is a mere 3209 ft aboveContinue reading “Harrismith Mountain Race”