Category : Constantia Chronicle

My new raspberry

The trick to writing a witty, entertaining and, most importantly, regular column is to have at your disposal great intellect, eloquence, charm and a bucketful of material.  Alternatively you can copy, or as a more eloquent columnist would have said, plagiarise the lot!

 

I have neither the skill set of the former nor the sharp ability to do the latter, so the process for me varies between one of instant gratification where the words spring forth, or I endure an excruciating process of trial and error.

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In the presence of geniuses

It is not often that you get to be in the company of genius so when you get to be in the company of two of them you are in one of those halcyon moments, one you must cherish.

When you get to be in the presence of two geniuses coupled with two beautiful women, then you should chill, kick back, suck it up and learn to enjoy life! Well this lucky boy was in such a position only a few days ago and I am still in POG mode!

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The New South Africa

Sitting in the airport on a dark cold morning with a one hour flight delay may not appear, at first glance, to be the most inspirational place on the planet, but then first impressions can be often wrong.

Wrong, because it served as a reminder of the multiple layers of life that make up our society. The travelers, some on business visiting our shores, some on holiday following their team. The locals split into those working, booking us in, cleaning shoes, selling goods at the shop and those also travelling on business or following  team Bafana!

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A land of great potential

I met a man and what a tale he had to tell. He was an older, if not wiser, man than most, but the story of his life over the last twenty years was remarkable, an adventure that was to my mind extraordinary and if anyone had told me such a tale 20 years ago I would not have believed them.

This man had travelled, he had journeyed through continents and over thirty countries and he had seen poverty and pompous wealth at first hand. He had made fortunes and lost them, smiled and made them all over again.

He had loved beautiful women and been loved back and now in his mature years he had found the perfect partner. He had made friends and lost many, yet kept all those that mattered, he had children he would die for and parents that would die for him.

His life’s journey had taken him from a proud and principled working class background, to a position he never dreamt of. Yet he knew his position, his place in life and his people, he knew where he was from and where he was going. A man who saw more wealth in wonder and the love of life, than in mere money. A man with a love for simplicity and comfort over the collection of material objects.

This man told me about a country that he loved and a people confused by their own capacity. He had seen fear, hatred and division crumble in the face of honesty, compassion and forgiveness.

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Financial Maturity

As I sit here in my nuclear fall out shatter, banned by my editor from mentioning soccer and yet  surrounded by tofu and recently stocked up supplies of low fat yoghurt, olives and other essential supplies I wonder if I will survive the World Cup food shortages (sorry Ed)! There has been a run on sushi, soft cheese and salami but there did appear to be lots of people buying up wine, especially the expensive French fizzy variety.

Yes these are strange days are they not? A new British Prime Minister, cheap pounds available at 11 to the rand and a distinct lack of Match (FIFA) representatives available to take responsibility for all the unsold accommodation (hence the availability of caviar and oysters in the local Spar) and the sudden realization that it’s all about football or if you prefer soccer, not property speculation!

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Financial Maturity

Can you hear me mother? It’s an old English comedy line but a bit too close to how I have felt over the last few months. A sad rather pathetic Lancastrian comedian, no not me, George Formby would cry out the above line whenever life became too hectic or confusing!

The last few months, or rather the whole of 2010 to date, has passed in a blur! I have hardly digested my Christmas dinner and the Easter eggs have already been consumed! Next stop the scary world of FIFA, in June/July and before we know it will be Spring and Summer, and oh dear, another round of Christmas. It’s strange how time actually bares no relation to a clock, time has no rules and yet it can dictate our every action and then disappear, taking hours and days in what seems like seconds.

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Financial Maturity

Firstly, if you don’t have a TV on July 11th 2010 and you are a sports fan, then fake an injury and get into a decent hospital ward or get yourself into a pub with a TV, can I suggest my favorite second home The Boer and Brit at the Alphen Hotel, it has two screens! Yes, on that day we have (I can hardly contain myself) the British Grand Prix and the World Cup Soccer Final Wow!

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Hostess with the Mostest

I was recently listening to the radio, while on the way to dropping off my young water polo player Liam at school. It was Gareth Cliff on 5FM and he was busy interviewing  Lindsay Williams, a good friend of mine and a great character in the financial broadcasting world, ex of Summit TV and now on Warwick Market Report (6:30pm on FMR 101.3 and www.bizcast.co.za). They discussed the recent budget and just what a non budget it was, but what was really funny was the chat about just how fat our average MP’s now are!

We must be the only country where a successful budget is to do absolutely nothing and our fat cats really are fat!

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Financial Maturity

Yes sport and money are very similar. You are up, you are down, you are flush and then you’re either flat broke or broken! One minute you are hailed a star, then you are old news, suddenly you’re back again with all things forgiven, just ask Dave Beckham and Lindsay Williams, he was the Summit TV front man banished for being competent and is now back with that excellent Warwick Market Report on FMR 101.3 and www.bizcast.co.za  a bigger come back than Lazarus, well done son!

Well on to more cutting edge and challenging issues, how about the new phenomenon in world markets, Lego! No seriously this is no joke. Lego is apparently now scarce as people are buying and selling it by weight. Maybe it should occur to Lego that the reason it’s scarce is that people are selling it by the kilo on EBAY and not Lego’s usual over packaged and prebuilt toys!

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When I was a boy

When I was a boy my entire bedroom was covered in pages from the MCN (Motor Cycle News) and posters of the latest motor bikes. I went to my aunts every year, in the August School Holidays, to watch the Isle of Man GP races. The GP is the lesser known series for amateur boys, those looking to become qualified for the world famous TT races, reserved for the professionals and seriously insane, that takes place every June. I had to bunk school to get to those races, but don’t tell my Mum she thought I was at school camp!

The smell of high octane fuel, especially from TZ Yamaha racing bikes was my drug and as Yamaha built off the peg racers, from 50cc up to 750 cc, my own goal and dream was to own one of those yellow and black babies, of any size.

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