Kleinman’s Classroom Restored to Former Glory

Earnest and diligent students eagerly absorbing the maths being taught in a chalkdust-filled classroom overlooking a little park on the corner of De Villiers and Rissik streets back in 1974, will be pleased to hear that said classroom has been restored – chalkdust and all. Also the window ledge. When City Prop’s Alec Wapnick andContinue reading “Kleinman’s Classroom Restored to Former Glory”

Serious Optometric Research

We were in second year and had just moved out of downtown Joburg and Eloff Street to the salubrious semi-suburban delightful area of Doornfontein which was once Joburg’s premier suburb where all the gold mining magnates and Randlords lived and built their mansions. So some final year students asked us to help them in theirContinue reading “Serious Optometric Research”

Doories Daze

On 2018/12/18 Stephen Reed wrote: Had a late afternoon chat with Kevin ‘Stanrey Kraarke’ this afternoon . . ( that would be a phone call across the Tasman Sea ) I replied: Ah, good to hear the ancient old bullet is still alive!! Hoezit Kev!!? ( I have cc’d him here) I can’t think ofContinue reading “Doories Daze”

Rugby Heroes – or ‘Delusion’

Ode to a Tighthead Prop – Author unknown (but probly some Kiwi – they tend to wax forth after a few). The poem could also be called ‘Delusions of Grandeur.’ It was midway through the season we were just outside the four and although I know we won it I can’t recall the score. ButContinue reading “Rugby Heroes – or ‘Delusion’”

House (mistress) Trained

Willie the housemaster of the Doornfontein residence of the Witwatersrand College for Advanced Technical Education was a good ou. In the fickle lottery of life he drew the short straw when we moved in to the room adjacent to the housemasters conjugal apartment that he shared with his long-suffering wife. Willie tried his best. WeContinue reading “House (mistress) Trained”

Raptures & Ruptures at ‘The Dev’

From: PeteSubject: The Hotel Devonshire – famous againSent: 23 May 2011 I see the “rapture” crazies chose the Dev to await the end of their world.In some ways the Dev was the beginning of mine! “Buite die Devonshire-hotel in Braamfontein, waar Suid-Afrikaanse aanhangers van die wegraping-kultus saamgetrek het om op die eindtyd te wag, hetContinue reading “Raptures & Ruptures at ‘The Dev’”