Half-watching TV - an e.tv programme called A Different Country is on and it's about a bunch of SA kids going to a private school in England called Stowe. My ears prick up. My dad went to Stowe. He was born J.E. Mansfield (known as Roly) about 100 years ago (am 76). He must have …
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Life as a young boy in Rivonia circa 1948 (70 years ago)
I think the year is 1947. I am about 6 years old. The family (my parents, two younger sisters, and myself) have recently moved into a brand new house in Rivonia, situated between the Sleepy Hollow Hotel and where the then road to Bryanston crossed the Jukskei River. Beyond Rosebank, beyond Illovo, beyond Morningside and …
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Anyone remember darning mushrooms?
One of the 'joys' of growing old is that one forgets so much, much of which is probably a good thing to forget. But the ageing mind also has a couple of good tricks up its sleeve. One of these tricks is that suddenly, out of the blue, for no rhyme or reason, the brain pops up …