Category Archives: Blog

A hole not only in my Blog, because I’ve hardly been out here, but also in my bank balance – because of a water leak last year! Continue reading →

I popped out here to Boggy Pond just before Christmas – partly to come to the first Village Festival arranged entirely by the local folk on their own, but also just to be a “presence” for the first time in nearly two months. Continue reading →

Sunday 16th September Another frantic month has passed since I was at Boggy Pond… a month filled with a bewildering mix of building and installing new lighting for the Cape Town studio, directing auditions, signing endless reams of paper, a … Continue reading →

Since Christa flew down for a few days of meetings in Cape Town I’ve only managed to spend three days a week at Boggy Pond. Work, and the bureaucracy of buying a house has kept me busy. Continue reading →

Monday 2nd July 2012 It indeed felt like a scrappy week at Boggy Pond, probably because I didn’t do as much physical work I usually do, but that doesn’t mean things didn’t get done. I should really stop beating myself … Continue reading →

25th June 2012 It has been a scrappy week at Boggy Pond…. The American writer and broadcaster, Garrison Keillor, began every short story he ever wrote (as far as I know) with the phrase: “Well, it’s been a quiet week … Continue reading →

Sunday 17th June 2012 Jeff arrived on Monday as the sun shivered over the trees – which at this time of year is just on 08h00. I had just started to boil water for the first cup of coffee, which … Continue reading →

The rain has started,at last, so I spend a strenuous week in gloves, gumboots and my Driza-Bone – when not shivering at the computer in the cabin. Continue reading →

4th June 2012 Early in the week I went to Poenie to scrounge in his barn for a typist’s chair Stephen had stored there – my junk-shop kitchen chair was just too uncomfortable, with the result that I am getting … Continue reading →

Sunday 27th May 2012 I stomped about the East field in gumboots for a while, looking for a route to the far side of the dam. (Okay – the pond.) By digging out a few stumps and dragging a pile … Continue reading →