Author Archives: wineou

DRESSING FOR DINNER

Posted on April 24, 2015

When I cycled from Cape Town to Durban in May 1982 I carried a tent, sleeping bag, cooking utensils and a few changes of clothing that I would need for a holiday in Natal and Sun City with the sexy … Continue reading →

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FIRST GOLF GAME

Posted on March 30, 2015

I don’t know why on earth I thought I would enjoy playing golf. Maybe it was because I’d seen somebody hitting a golf ball on the back field of our school, and it seemed to go incredibly far before dropping … Continue reading →

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LIFT TECHNIQUE

Posted on January 20, 2015

I don’t often use a lift (or elevator if you are American and prefer long words to short ones). But, after some heavy grocery shopping today, I decided to use one to get the bags down to my car without … Continue reading →

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FIRST CAR

Posted on January 13, 2015

My first car was a 1950 Nash. I never got to drive it. In July 1960 my father was driving it through Kimberley when his Nash broke down. At the time I was working in the diamond mines, aged 17. … Continue reading →

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HEAD FOR HEIGHTS

Posted on December 28, 2014

Do you have a pathological fear of heights? Me neither. But I do have a healthy respect for dangerous heights. I would rather approach the edge of a vertical cliff doing the leopard crawl than a brisk jog – especially … Continue reading →

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THE MINES AND ME (6): DELIVERANCE

Posted on August 14, 2014

Everything seemed so routine the last night that I worked underground. Only one thing differed from the usual – my resolve to drill and blast three ends instead of the usual two: I wanted my varsity vacation job to end … Continue reading →

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THE MINES AND ME (5): REVENGE

Posted on July 23, 2014

I can clearly remember the time I was roped in to help re-open De Beers Mine, which had been left to moulder for many years. Everyone has seen a picture of Kimberley Mine, also known as the “Big Hole” which … Continue reading →

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