I remember …

Kimberley is the home of South African diamonds, the Big Hole, an erstwhile conscription base, Pieter-Roux and Heidi du Toit – my hosts;

We lost the rugby against EG Jansen

There is so much history here

It’s hot in the sun and cold in the shade

This is west Griqualand country

On Freedom Day weekend not much has changed in this part of the South African world …

I Remember Home in the Western Cape

7 years 7 months ill …

Physical: Advantage CBD / Mental: Deuce

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I remember …

My residence, Helshoogte, at Stellenbosch University where I lived from 1976 – 1981 and became the first English-speaking Primarius in 1981.

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I remember …

that the passages seemed longer than they are now, that the doors weren’t locked, that there was no chicken on the entrance ramp, there was definitely no swimming pool on the top floor and no pub in the res. The committee room was not so elaborate and Simonsberg is still in the same position!

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I remember …

tennis courts and parking areas where there are now new residences. And they still play rugby at Coetzenberg on a Friday afternoon at 17h00, much to the delight of all the students.

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I remember …

going home to The Strand, where my my sister Lynne (and Anton), their children Nicolette (and Morne) and Michelle (and Sebastian) and the grandchildren Nina and Hannah … the next generations … still live.

the magnificent windstill evenings over False Bay, the crowds walking along Melkbaai Beach and the sun setting over Table Mountain and the Cape Peninsula.

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I remember …

the N2 back to Port Elizabeth in the Eastern Cape, via Grabouw and Mossel Bay.

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I Remember Sonja

7 years 7 months on …
Mental: Advantage CBD / Physical: Advantage CBD

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I remember Sonja van Rhyn …

Last Friday I was at home in The Strand. Sebastian, my nephew, took me to see Sonja, unannounced! We were at Hottentots-Holland High together. She was diagnosed with MSA (Multiple Systems Atrophy) shortly after my diagnosis and is now confined to a wheelchair. I caught her in bed!

Loubser, their son, has been visiting from London and has been there for some six months now. He made me coffee and we chatted for a short time ..just twenty minutes or so.

It was great catching up with Sonja, it was great meeting Loubser. Whoever knows whether our paths will cross again on this earth. When i said goodbye, it was with a lump in my throat. I have learned to wipe the tears away, privately and discreetly, I think!

Sonja sets such an example to me. She keeps a blog site too – please read it at http://msainsouthafricawithsonja.blogspot.com.

Karin Holtshauzen, also from HHH, is such a star friend to Sonja, and then there’s Lilian, the domestic, who has even undergone a course in home care. Together with Sonja’s husband, they give Sonja such great support.

But, too soon, I had to leave.

I will remember …
those twenty odd very special minutes.

Today, Louber left for London. Sonja wrote the following:

He left in the night. Part of him will always be here living in my heart. In the olive tree he planted (which he fed, one last time, with Seagrow last night in the dark). In the memories of 6 beautiful months he spent with us, mostly putting our needs before his. I wish I was so selfless at that age. We learnt much from each other. I am thankful. I let him go…

I am so thankful for those special moments when we discussed that favourite city London … when you grow tired of London, you grow tired of life!

Neither Sonja nor I are there yet!

I will remember …

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I Remember Easter Sunday

I remember …

Master Jack and the Four Jacks and a Jill
Cry to me
Love is a beautiful Song
For your precious love

I remember …

All those vinyls, the 45 RPM’s and the 33’s … Even the heavy 78’s in their brown paper sleeves

I remember …

Our radiogramme with the turntable and spindle that you packed the records onto … The records fell down one by one and the arm automatically lifted and crossed onto the track. It was a fancy ‘gram, complete with AM and SW radio and a green eye that warmed up and shone brightly when it was switched on

I remember …

Easter church service in the Strand Methodist Church and looking for Easter eggs
Easter church service in the village hall at St Francis Bay and Sunrise Service at Granny’s Pool with the sun coming up over the Indian Ocean
No 6 at Royal Wharf

I remember …

Happy holidays ….

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