I do not recognise the #ANC of my youth.
Dear friends and other interesting creatures, You know when a family member does something unbelievably stupendous and everyone shakes their heads in disgust? There is usually a touch of confusion at the magnitude of destruction. One thinking soul, giving a hefty sigh, in that “Ja swaer” tone : “Oupa would turn in his grave if… Continue reading
The ANC of my youth.
Yes. I am one of those white people. I’ve been called a kaffer-boetie more times in my life than my age. I chanted in the street for freedom from white oppression, segregation and demanding that power be given to our people. All our people. My vote did help put the ANC into power along with millions of others.… Continue reading
Mom to many, wife to SirNoid. Lover of water, walks in the shade and all things purple.