Last Word - Dearie. In Rude Health
BY THE MERE AGE OF SEVENTY I HAD become Durbs’s ace art restor-er, you see, in which capacity I had now arrived at Pixley Arts, down the beach end of West Street, and there come upon an old schoolmaster from Maritzburg College days examining certain water color paintings of the Drakensberg in the Pixley gallery window.
Ha Strachan! said he. How do you remember my name after so long? said I. Because you were always so impudent, said he, and wrote with your finger in the dust on my motor car Pinch-Arse old Pee. You may remember it, a 1936 Hudson Terraplane, dark bottle green, so the writing showed up clearly. You also used to do sarcastic drawings of the staff which you would then circulate amongst the boys, including one of our Latin Master, in suit and tie and riding a bicycle with a 12-bore shotgun tied to the frame and off to shoot guinea-fowl, as was his habit. In the staff room we conferred on disciplining you, but headmaster Froggy Snow refused to cane your backside lest he appear a bad sport. The staff then felt that fact itself was evidence of your being manipulative, and the prefects hesitated to do the job lest they get mocked too.
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هذه القصة مأخوذة من طبعة August 2017 من Noseweek.
ابدأ النسخة التجريبية المجانية من Magzter GOLD لمدة 7 أيام للوصول إلى آلاف القصص المتميزة المنسقة وأكثر من 9,000 مجلة وصحيفة.
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Lennie The Liquidator Faces R500,000 Defamation Suit
After losing his cool when his fees were questioned
Panel Beater De Luxe
Danmar Autobody and its erstwhile directors get a serious panel beating in court papers. Corruption and theft are said to have destroyed the firm chaired by Nelson Mandela’s eldest daughter, leaving 200 workers destitute and threatening to kill.
Meet Covid Diarist Ronald Wohlman
Ronald Wohlman – EX SOUTH African copywriter, author, and actor – never dreamt that his lockdown diaries, written on Facebook and followed by people all over the world – would become his “life’s work”.
A Picture Of Peace?
Beware: Appearances can be deceptive
Flogging A (Battery-Driven) Dead Horse
Why plug-in vehicles are not all they’re cracked up to be– and, likely, never will be
Everybody Drinks Corona
I am hesitant to go Into the pub today. Not because it’s illegal, but there is a crème colored 1985 Mercedes 300D parked behind the pine tree. This means the devil is inside; that’s what we call Dr. De Villiers. You don’t know whether you will encounter the good doctor with the charming bedside manner or the violent, bipolar bully. The problem is, most of the time, you can never be sure which it is, so it’s best to always keep a social distance.
Never Take A Hypochondriac To A Pandemic
From Ronald Wohlman’s New York Corona Diary
The money train
Transnet in court battle with liquidators of Gupta-linked audit firm over R57m in ‘corrupt’ payments and invoices
‘He's no pharmaceutical genius, he's a vulture'
Pharma con seeks prison release to ‘help find Covid cure’
Bush school – A memoir
OUR SCHOOL WAS IN THE MIDDLE of the bush, ten miles from the nearest town in the harsh beauty of the Zimbabwean highveld. It started life in World War II as No 26 EFTS Guinea Fowl, a Royal Air Force elementary flying training school and I arrived there in 1954, just seven years after it became an all-white co-ed state boarding school.