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.
Memories of Springbok girls and being in the dog box
As a young boy I grew up on a farm in the Natal midlands called Oakvilla. I wrote about previous memories, "How the forgotten rockstar created the soundtrack of my generation".
The farmhouse was made from red clay bricks, it had a green tin roof
with a large verandah that was polished red. It had wooden floor boards
and a cast iron bath. It was an old and dusty house with sprawling
gardens. Outside my bedroom window was a huge African fig tree with
hundreds of weaver nests as well as a huge Hammerkop nest. In the garden
we had custard apples, litchis, avos, tree tomatoes and a large number
of guava trees.