Childhood Trauma

Back in 2005 our kids were quietly acquiring wisdom and knowledge (and singing and dancing skills) from an impeccable source – me – when they received a setback: A weekend visit from the Brauer at 10 Windsor Avenue. Old Pete visited. Luckily with Terry. The bribery started immediately: It took effect: Precariously, reluctantly, ominously (moreContinue reading “Childhood Trauma”

My Four (plus 2) Dusis

1972: I was obsessed with the Dusi Canoe Marathon and had been training for it. A lonely pursuit when you’re in the Free State and there’s no canoe club and few have even heard of such malligheid. Planning was more advanced that I’d remembered. here are my notes on things to do – written onContinue reading “My Four (plus 2) Dusis”

Good Advice in Kenya

Aitch and I went to Mombasa in 1995 and checked in at a hotel on Diani beach. The next day I walked the crowded streets of Mombasa looking for a cheap hired car. Mombasa is quite a place: While Aitch chilled on the uncrowded beach and pooldeck, no doubt quaffing ginless gin&tonics. She used toContinue reading “Good Advice in Kenya”