Once upon a time we lived in South Africa in a quiet cul-de-sac. It was a new development so there weren’t any high walls just see through fences. No shrubs and large trees as yet, everything was open and we often met and socialised with the neighbours. In the gardens there were many colourful annuals and bi-annuals on display, with a preponderance of phlox. Hence our pet name for our street. If you get the reference I’ve just aged myself.
The day was 26 May 1982. South Africans were asked to send in photos taken on that day and a wonderful book was created showing a moment in time of a country.
It was organised into 24 chapters, depicting the hours of that day. I opened up on a few pages randomly. It might be important to note that this was during apartheid and many photos contrasted the different life styles in the country, however, there were many encouraging images that showed a country about to change. It took another 8 years until Nelson Mandela was freed from prison which seems a short time now in retrospect but at the time we thought that particular day would never come.
That the book fell open on this page was a special bonus for me because of the black and white picture on the bottom right side. It is from a theatre production at the Market Theatre called “Saturday Night at the Palace”. The writer Paul Slabolepszy also starred (he is the blond guy on the right), the other two actors are Bill Flynn and Fats Dibeko. It had opened not even a month earlier and ran a total of three seasons, most performances being sold out. My husband and I were there, not on 26 May but in May or June that year for sure. It was later made into a movie with the great John Kani.
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I wanted to illustrate not quite a ruckus by showing a rugby ruck. Now my husband (who is the rugby expert in our family) tells me that this is not even a ruck.
Rugby fans at a match between Scotland and South Africa with kilts and Springbok sweaters or kilts made of South African material and Scottish tam (including fake ginger hair).
But this fan really was the best: He was wearing a ghillie shirt with a South African cravat underneath. His kilt was made of material featuring the Springbok emblem of the South African rugby union. And the cherry on the top was his sporran made of springbok fur.
In South Africa there a certain kind of tree, the vachellia xanthophloea (xanthophloea refers to the yellow bark). Now I know that the common name, fever tree, stems from the fact that they were first found in malaria infected areas but you can always see a fever tree from afar – the bark stands out and the stem and the branches look as if they were glowing from the inside.
I’ve never seen a specimen in Germany but in the right light a poplar can look luminous, too.
Do you remember them? When the Football World Cup happened in South Africa in 2010, the world learned about vuvuzelas. Their noise was music to the ears of the fans of Bafana, Bafana (the South African soccer team). Or in this case, the fans of the German team if the colours are to be believed.