February the 14th twenty sixteen would have marked your eightieth birthday, who knows how we would have celebrated or what plans we would be making today. Perhaps Ada and her family would have arrived this week and we all would have celebrated with a huge Friday night […]
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Nineteen Eighty Four began with such promise. My mother was well, my army days were over, it was summer and all was good in the world, for a while that is. I was job hunting, had been for a couple of interviews, the most promising was with […]
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In 1979, young dumb and full of [energy] I matriculated from Highlands Boys and headed off to Wits University. It was a time of wine, women and song. The songs were by The Rolling Stones, the women were free and easy and I always promised I would […]
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