SASaffolk
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SASaffolk Captain30,741 posts
22 Nov 2019, 00:12#44
Agreed Denny - Robben Island is a must, I have not done that
Blue - I’ve been to the Brass Bell, it’s brilliant, waves crashing onto the decking, with a live band kicking arse
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SASaffolk Captain30,741 posts
22 Nov 2019, 00:59#46
I have not been home in ages. It’s never really bothered me as I’ve chosen instead to take in the rest of the worlds delights but of late I feel a real yearning to go home and spend some quality time catching up with family, school and Uni mates.
I hear my home town Grahamstown is a mess these days but it’s more about reconnecting with my people and going to visit the lovely coastal spots like Port Alfred, Kenton on Sea, Bushmans and Kleinemond.
Loved those spots growing up
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SASaffolk Captain30,741 posts
22 Nov 2019, 03:11#50
Yes Port Alfred marina had been developed before I left.
My grandparents had a house overlooking the lagoon which eventually became part of the Marina.
I remember as a kid going swimming with my grandparents in that lagoon first thing every morning when I was on holiday with them.
Denny it’s been so long for me I’m sure I’ll be in for one hell of a shock when I get back. I need to walk the streets, take a walk around my school and Rhodes Uni, visit the houses I grew up in. Take a trip to my grandparents farm which is now part of a game reserve, with the old farm house now a hunting lodge. I spent most my school holidays on that farm, playing with my Xhosa mates, learning their language in the process. They were amongst the best days of my life on that cattle farm near Alice and another near Peddie. I think I’ll be reduced to tears going back there. I know you can stay in the lodge which will be one hell of an emotional experience.
I wish there was a way I could reconnect with my 4 Xhosa buds which I last saw when I was about 13 - my grandparents were forced off the farm as part of the homelands farce that was introduced by the apartheid pricks back then. My poor grandfather could not hack town life after that - he never lasted long after they took his farm away from him.
Saddest day of my life driving out the front gate for the last time, hell knows how it must have hurt my lovely grandparents. After my grandfather passed away my grandmother came and lived with us.
Out of everyone in my family she asked for me on her deathbed and I was not called to come be with her.
Not sure why I’m writing this down but it’s memories I guess
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SASaffolk Captain30,741 posts
25 Nov 2019, 00:28#68
Love the sound of running down the side of mine dumps, reminds me of sand boarding down massive sand dunes at Mpekweni as a kid - loved that place which in near the Fish River mouth.
I recall the Brass Bell as being more of great spot to have a few drinks, take in the views and listen to live bands not so much a dinning spot but it has been many many years