This is the blog of Ronald Bartels that wanders on and off the subject of problem management (that is how it started), but it is best described by Ray who says this is Daddy's thoughts! Like the best music is from the Eighties and a wee dram helps in solving most inconveniences.
How the forgotten rockstar created the soundtrack of my generation
In the midlands of Kwazulu Natal, a few kilometres north of the small
town of New Hanover is the farm where I grew up. The farm is nestled in a
beautiful valley where my father grew potatoes and cabbages and other
vegetables including madumbis (read about them here).
The farm house was located on the one slope of the valley. It was a
dusty house with wooden floors, red bricks and a green tin roof. Outside
my window grew a glorious old wild fig tree. It was more on the side of
being a hovel than a mansion.