The Place of Great Noise.
Early September, and the sun is baking down. When I say baking, think of 180 degrees in an oven. Ja! That kind of baking. Hot and dry as we make our way along the boardwalk,…
Namaqualand – Blooming marvellous
The trip of a lifetime started because of a book in one of our crammed book shelves. The black letters on the white spine read ‘Patterson – Garden of the Gods’ This gem of a…
Red Rocket
I have recently come to the conclusion that I don’t fit in with the majority of Joburg people, whose lives are dictated by the fact that they need to spend huge amounts of money in…