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”

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”

21st on Kenroy

Sheila saw to it I had a party! As so often, Sheila saved the day. Des Glutz threw open his palatial bachelor home, Kenroy, on the banks of the mighty Vulgar River to an invasion of students from JHB and PMB. That’s because as a lonely horny bachelor Free State farmer he had his eyeContinue reading “21st on Kenroy”

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”

Martha and My Man Friday

This beautiful 1938 Buick Coupe was a regular sight on the streets of Harrismith back in the Sixties. Martha McDonald and her friend Carrie Friday used to cruise the streets going nowhere. Mom Mary called them Martha and My Man Friday after Robinson Crusoe. She says Roy Cartwright coined the nickname. Roy ran the TattersallsContinue reading “Martha and My Man Friday”

Berg River Freeze

“Please tell him not to. He’ll never make it”. That’s what Jacques de Rauville told my business partner when he heard I was going to do the 1983 Berg River Canoe Marathon. He had come across me one evening on the Bay and I’d asked which way to go, it being my first time outContinue reading “Berg River Freeze”