Ek maak die deur oop, en tree 1970 binne. Met die intrap-slag vra die groot blonde vrou agter die toonbank Hollands-bombasties: “Goeie morge - wat wil je drinken?” … (continue reading)
Author: Freddie Roux
Why do you go away? So that you can come back. So that you can see the place you came from with new eyes and extra colours. And the people … (continue reading)
Our teenage years erupted in the 1980’s. Coinciding with a spectacular revolution of pop and rock music... … (continue reading)
I stopped at 75 Stockley Road… holy ground… for a private, quiet moment. As I sometimes do when I’m in that area… once, maybe twice a year… the stamping grounds … (continue reading)
On previous visits to Oslo I have not been to the main station. So this time I’ve made my way there from the airport. Oslo S – commonly know as … (continue reading)
Lovely to catch up with Snezana again. Six years ago (or was it seven?) she had been my very first introduction to Norway: taking me on a spectacular walk through … (continue reading)
Turning 60 soon… becoming a junior old person. Perplexed at how this happens: in the blink of an eye so much time passes. It seems like only yesterday that we … (continue reading)
Two worlds apart. Always mesmerising – the world above the clouds, and the world beneath the clouds. Above sunshine, white, harsh light. Summer. Beneath gloomy, soft light, damp. Winter. Different … (continue reading)
(A post from Cecile’s Facebook) Aan die einde van die teerpad lê Loeriesfontein. Daar waar die laaste stukkie teer net ‘n formaliteit is. Waar die wit bakkies stadiger ry, waar … (continue reading)
West coast-Sandveld-Namaqualand-Kalahari-Boesmanland-Hantam-Cederberg… After more than two weeks on long and lonely roads we have seen a lot of dust. And we have seen a lot of wind. We have seen … (continue reading)
(A post from Cecile’s Facebook) I don’t often share people photos, but there are a few from our Northern Cape road trip that stand out. Can you hear the silence … (continue reading)
So this is Mauritius. And how wonderful it was. We will miss it. We will miss driving through the busy colourful streets – it might be our most favourite memory … (continue reading)
Frederikssund, Denemarke. Tot hier – nie verder nie. Vir hierdie keer. Ek draai nou om.Terug. Suide toe.Vyf treine, twee busse, en een vliegtuig ver. Suid. So ek draai my rug … (continue reading)