Rust in Warden

Rust in Vrede means Rest in Peace. Rust in Warden was anything but peaceful on account of an invasion of hooligans from the Last Outpost of the British Empire – a flock of unruly wimmin studying to be teachers back in March 1976. It took us gentlemen from behind the boerewors curtain in the salubriousContinue reading “Rust in Warden”

Mona's Wake

A gathering of a flock of du Plessis is always a very special occasion. Not an orderly occasion. Just very special. Mignon, Jean-Prieur and Jacques-Herman celebrated their Mom Mona’s wonderful ninety years of Mom, Music and Magic at a wonderful venue outside Harrismith – where I forgot to take any pictures (if anyone has any,Continue reading “Mona's Wake”

Volkskool – Primary School

Mom went to this school, as did all three of us kids. Annie (Mom’s Mom) may have, too? Before us, Etienne Joubert went, and he remembers: Playing ‘Hasie’ under the Bluegums near the old Golf club house; Playing ‘Bok-bok’ behind the bottom class rooms; Eating ‘Manna’ under the Bluegums; Playing marbles in the main playground.Continue reading “Volkskool – Primary School”

The Mass Choir Amasses

A large gathering of the Goor Koor – that assembly of happy inebriates led and accompanied by virtual-teetotaller Mary Methodist, our Mom, gathered together – assembled, amassed – on the occasion of Mom’s 45th birthday. Usually there were far fewer of them gathered at any one time, an occasional Lubricated Quartet perhaps, but this wasContinue reading “The Mass Choir Amasses”

The Subway

Greg Seibert arrived in Harrismith from Ohio in 1972 as a Rotary exchange student. In 2014 he was sending sister Sheila some of his pictures from those wayback days. He wrote: Here is one I’m sure you will like. It is one of the very first pics that I took in Harrismith, probably the dayContinue reading “The Subway”

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”

Early Daze

My first recollections are of life on the plot outside Harrismith, playing with Enoch and Casaia, childhood companions, kids of Lena Mazibuko, who looked after us as Mom and Dad worked in town. The plot was was called Birdhaven – Dad kept big aviaries – and was in the shadow of Platberg. I remember LenaContinue reading “Early Daze”

Uncle Boet in Malmesbury

* random oldie reposted * updated * After the 1983 Berg River Canoe Marathon ended in Velddrif, we stopped in at Boet & Anna Swanepoel’s smallholding outside Malmesbury, about 50km north of Cape Town. Boet was Dad’s older brother. Mom and Sheila had seconded me on the race, driving my Cortina to each of theContinue reading “Uncle Boet in Malmesbury”

Cosmos Niks

Mom Mary in the cosmos outside Witsieshoek back ca. 1970: Sheila years later at the foot of the eastern tip of Platberg – some call it Bobbejaankop: Sheila sent a 2018 pic of Brenda Sharratt in the cosmos behind Platberg: Apparently cosmos got here in horsefeed imported from Argentina during the Boer War for theContinue reading “Cosmos Niks”

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”