Memories of yesteryear ….

Saturday 27 April
This morning we went and visited Granny once more. On the way there we managed to get into the wrong lane and ended up having to go on a freeway that ultimately would have ended up in the Orange Free State! After a while we luckily found an exit and did a U-turn to re-enter the freeway and as we did so, we were pulled over by the police who wanted to check my drivers licence. As I gave it to him he received a phone call which was obviously more important than my licence check, so he promptly returned the licence, said thank you and we were on our way once more. We have previously mentioned the traffic here. There are many places where you can travel at 80kms per hour in suburban streets and on main roads you regularly find people travelling at very high speeds, weaving in and out of the traffic. The pot holes are something to behold, as they can be in excess of 50cm deep and if you hit them you could blow your tyre out. So there are many things to be aware of when you are driving here and you need to be very alert at all times.
This afternoon we went and visited the suburb where Jill grew up and where I used to go and see her. We found her parents house which now has a 12ft brick wall in front of it, topped with electric fencing and an automatic gate and you can only see the roof from the street. All the surrounding houses were the same which was a major change from 40+ years ago. We then drove up a few streets to the church where we were married, St Martins-in-the-Veld and walked around taking some snaps of the church and surrounds, then went on to Rosebank, Jill’s local shopping centre which has significantly changed and grown. On our way back we went passed the building where she worked just prior to us getting married. So it was a trip down memory lane for us both today.

Jill and Granny

No. 62 where Jill used to live