Fidler in the Hood: If you go down to the woods today …
After four months of despair, the green, green grass of home had turned yellow, but the municipality finally sent some workers.
Hey Uvongo friends and neighbours. After weeks of moaning, groaning, praying and pleading, there’s something positive to report. The other day your scribe saw something and not being too sure, after all, the old eyesight isn’t what it used to be. ‘They’ looked familiar. Could it be? No, it can’t be. Municipal grass verge cutters! Not one, but at least a dozen of ’em … cutting grass in Uvongo.
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Friends and neighbours came out to cheer the team – people were laughing, crying with relief. Three cheers for Ray Nkonyeni Municipality. After four months of despair, the green, green grass of home had turned yellow, but we now know exactly where we live; can see the vandalised street signs again and visitors will find their way.
Of course, everything is not quite perfect – edges were not cleaned up and half the refuse and vegetation has not yet been taken away, but what the heck. We should be grateful for small mercies. Special thanks to George Henderson for his help.
And when Uvongo ran out of water over the weekend, there was no notice, no explanation, and no apology forthcoming. It seems it’s the same old story: taps had run dry after being turned off by someone with a gripe to bear.
The number of times South Coast residents have been left high and dry must be something of a record. Have you noticed that even best friends avoid you, particularly when it is very hot and humid?
The never-ending saga of load-shedding does have its spin-offs, friends: candlelight dinners are now the norm, as are candlelight breakfasts. Having an early night now has a whole new meaning. And singing ‘Three blind mice, see how they run’ does not help.
After a very trying week, we decided to drown our sorrows by visiting old mates Thomas the Tanker, Richard III and Henry VIII at a beverage emporium in Ramsgate.
No doubt a good time was had by one and all. Besides the fine fare on offer, local singer and heart-throb Billy the Skit (William Lawlor) was on top form, singing the blues away and throwing in a few ‘funnies’ here and there.
Billy certainly has a way with women as the women romantically gazed at ‘Sweet William’. Fortunately, admirer number one, his wife Lorraine Lawlor was there to control the mass hysteria and cool the ardour.
A fun evening to end the working week on, friends. Even if you don’t work, it was the right place and the right time to ‘eat, drink and be merry’. All part of living down here, friends. We might despair at times, but life does go on rather merrily.
After a good start to the weekend socially, the new week started off socially, too, with the reconvening of Moondeckers at the Ramsgate Whale deck and conservancy, overlooking Ramsgate beach.
The get-together was the first of the season after a three-month break and a lovely crowd of lovely people pitched up to celebrate the full moon. The best prego rolls in town were on offer and the company convivial.
David Hallé was back where he belongs, but will be soon be popping over to Brazil in April. See you, Rob.
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