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.Read the article over at LinkedIn here.
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