SA Police Scam- Beware
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Last Sunday afternoon, 8th March, I was travelling back from South Africa with my wife - heading along the R22 from Witbank. Just after the R22 joins the OR Tambo Airport intersection a car tailed me flashing it’s headlights and hazzards. I pulled into the middle lane and the car drew up alongside with the passenger, dressed in what appeared to be SA Police uniform, signalling me to pull over - I ignored him and he then pulled out an ID document complete with SA Police badge, but titled “Tourist Police” in bold lettering. In that instant my mind raced, thinking that perhaps, just perhaps, SA were getting organised with a special section of police allocated to look after tourists for the 2010 world cup. Everything looked believeable with all three occupants wearing similar uniforms complete with Police caps, but driving an unmarked white Audi A4. Read more
Public transport and a desire for my own car
I need to get a car. Be it a jaunty jalopy or sleek fuel-efficient machine; whatever it is, I really don’t mind at this point in time. All I need is a dependable specimen that will save me from the continuous wear and tear that I experience daily from my use of public transport, particularly the dreaded ‘kombi’.
If you have ever hailed one of these rickety vans to stop and give you a ride, you will have noted how eager and enthusiastic the driver and tout always are when they notice you standing at the road side, desperately waving your hand to get their attention. The driver honks his horn profusely while the tout leans half his body out threw a windowless pane, frantically calling out, “Town! Town! Town!”
You feel an instant relief at this because you are running late and town is exactly where you are headed. And though you are well-dressed and beautifully preened, none of the nice men and women in their neat sedans and SUVs are stopping to offer you a lift. Read more
Do you have a story to tell?
Every individual, who has experienced life on planet Earth, has a personal history to relate about his or her journeying through life, whether they know it or not. In life there are numerous histories being made by people from all corners of the globe and from different cultures but no two journeys are the same.
To begin a life is to begin a historical journey and each life has its own individual story. In life there are numerous histories being made by people from all corners of the globe and from different cultures but no two journeys are the same. Everyone has life experiences that are uniquely different from everyone else. Even if two or three or more people have had the very same experience, they will each narrate it in a different way, because their perspectives differ from each other’s. Read more
Remembering Brixton
In Brixton I found my most beautiful London experience. Emerging from the Underground I was greeted by a sheer mix of races and tribes and nationalities. No tourists here. Londoners in abundance! But Londoners unlike I had ever imagined them to be. Nigerian Londoners. Italian Londoners. Egyptian Londoners. Chinese Londoners. It was like there was an equal mix of every tribe on earth!
On one pavement there was a group of Chinese teenagers break dancing to a gospel song. A few metres away were some young Nigerian men giving away Islam literature. Read more
