Author Archives: Digby Young

My first overnight stay at Boggy Pond in sixteen months. Opening the door to Boggy Cabin last December was rather like being the last person to visit a Club House, waiting forlornly for someone to arrive… I hadn’t brought tools, and the solar water heater needed rescuing! Continue reading →

After a long absence, a lot of ground has shifted at Boggy Pond… and in our lives. Continue reading →

The Cape film season virtually shuts down in winter, so I could normally spend a few weeks at Boggy Pond, but I haven’t been here in six weeks. After a busy time renovating the Johannesburg Studio, I return to tidy up after a burglary at Boggy Cabin Continue reading →

After a quick trip to Cape Town to fetch “Stuff” that doesn’t fit into our home, I spend a few days cramming it into my workshop, and take time out to support a local charity. Continue reading →

Another period of “Unemployment” allows jme to spend a whole week at Boggy Pond, cleaning the dam and preparing for winter, but I’ll have to leave for several months soon. Continue reading →

I had planned to spend today in the workshop, picking up where I left off working on the bio-gas digester months ago, as a break from the hard physical labour of clearing the waterway. It seemed, briefly, as though I might have an extra day out here… Continue reading →

With all our productions winding down for the Cape Winter, I’ve had more opportunity to get out to Boggy Pond. This time I start clearing the clogged “throat” of my top dam. Continue reading →

Last week I spent so much time talking about life away from Boggy Pond I wrote nothing about my activities here… Continue reading →

I started out on this trip to Boggy Pond on Thursday 28th March – it has taken me two weeks to get here, and cost me just on R4,000. I wish I could say I’d had a rush of blood to the head and tarried at some of the fine Wineland hostelries… Continue reading →

Boggy Hollow? Well, the hollow only has enough water in it to be a Pond for three months of the year… and my trips out there are becoming more “hollow”… The See-Saw is entirely in my mind. Continue reading →