Category Archives: Memories

I still had stitches in from the removal of a suspected melanoma, so I was not playing volley ball with our group as I usually did.( I was once told by a skin specialist to count all my moles but after looking at a few she then smilingly said :”Maybe not! just notice if anyContinue reading “A memory of a warm Saturday night.”

By this shall all people know that you are my disciples, if you have love one to another. John 13:35 While once a month we spent a weekend on the farm our week days were spent focused on school work. My focus was to prove that I could work at a faster pace in oneContinue reading “A memory of Townsend Girls’ High School.”

I remember Uncle Fred for what he said to me. Here are a few of the many things he said. Firstly ” fizzy drinks are rot gut and sugar in your hot drinks is bad. Sugar is worse than alcohol!” Well I still normally don’t take sugar in hot drinks and very rarely have aContinue reading “Part 4 of the family who ran the farm: Uncle Fred”

Auntie Louise was a farmer’s wife dressed in either a well fitted dress with pleated skirt or suit with skirt which allowed her to climb into a milk truck. I never ever saw her in trousers. She wore classic low heeled shoes and never went bare legged. Her hair was set once a week atContinue reading “Part 3 of the family who ran the farm: Auntie Louise”

My Ouma as I picture her was always sitting. She had long grey hair plaited and wrapped round her head like a halo. Her hands and feet were small. I remember Grandpa bending down to put her very small shoes on. Her ankles not at all visible because of her extreme “weightiness”. This weight sheContinue reading “Memories of our family who ran the farm: My Ouma (part2), Grandpa (part 1), then there were my aunt and uncle.”

For God has not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind. 2 Timothy 1: 7 In my last story I mentioned that we went to the farm  the last weekend of each month, to see my father’s parents. I will try to recall each ofContinue reading “Memories of our family who ran the farm: My Grandpa”

Pursue righteousness and a godly life, along with faith, love, perseverance, and gentleness. 1 Timothy 6 : 11 It was break time at Townsend Girls High School. The old war siren which signalled class change and break time was about to blast and there lying in a furrow below the spout of a rain pipeContinue reading “A memory of a very special African Hoopoe”

So we returned to Rhodesia. Mum was picked up from work and we travelled the 10 hours to Bulawayo. We followed our progress on little hand held strip maps where you turned over a page each time a section was done. My mother’s brother and his wife with their children welcomed us into their homeContinue reading “Memories of a garden …”