Ma nga Ndleleni (not sure of the spelling/grammar)

This is from the mother of Ndleleni who was the travelling child
When Mary was born they did not replace me at Ndamase Senior Secondary School at Buntingville near Mthatha so she came along, hence the name Ndleleni. She had her first history lesson with her mother’s milk in a year 9 all girl class! ‘Sir O’ Mvusi, the deputy principal christened her with that name because she travelled…

Well this mother of the traveller is travelling again – this time I am parked off at Kromme River in my friend’s lovely home on the river bank. Al has just returned from a non-surf excursion. He heads out at sparrow’s every morning and up to now has had some fun in the surf, not today however – too cold, too windy and too small. Highlights up to now have been some successful stock purchases at Ruth’s favourite Hospice shop in Orange Grove in Johannesburg. The shops on Louis Botha Ave have always been vibey and now are more in tune with the continent than before. Then the very long drive from Johannesburg to Kromme – took us 15 hours – I know stops are mandatory but we stopped too long in my opinion. It is a toss-up – do we give the children enough opportunity to stretch and stop longer or do we push on so that we can get there sooner and get settled… not sure what is best.

Fetching Tamsin from PE airport was fun too because we stopped off at a coffee shop Vovo Telo where we had wonderful refreshments all home-made and classy… they have embraced the KISS principle and it obviously works located in town in an old house it was humming. Doing the food shop was less of a pleasure – down market Checkers – no decent veg or fruit and limited choices. Why not Pick and Pay? Well their staff is on strike for better pay and conditions so I am not prepared to shop there until the dispute is settled. All in all not good for my health and I have been pretty much in bed since then with flu and concomitant nasties. The family are doing well though and I am getting better – Al and I took Maxine to Port St Francis in search of fresh fish which they don’t sell off the fishing boats but we had a little stroll and beach visit which cleared the head a bit.


About retrocentricaussie

We are a pair of ageing 'gypsies' who find junk and sell antiques, especially objects from the art nouveau/art deco years and old and well-loved tools. We also occasionally buy antiques as well!! We haunt clearance sales, garage sales, charity shops and sometimes dumps. Lately we have even been to a 'proper' auction. The thrill is in the chase for good stuff at prices we can afford and still sell the items on at a profit sufficient to support us. We recycle what other people don't want anymore, we find new homes for nice things. We sell at markets and antique fairs, swap meets and wherever else we can find. Our clientele are mostly ordinary people who want something they can afford that will enhance their quality of life. We are especially pleased when generation Y buy from us. It suggests that appreciation of quality and good design is still part of our modern aesthetic.
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5 Responses to Ma nga Ndleleni (not sure of the spelling/grammar)

  1. Lois says:

    Oooh – sounds awesme – wish I was there

  2. Lois says:

    Lovely part of the world – sounds awesome

  3. Angela says:

    Lovely to imagine you there! Sounds quite a domestic scene. News of the children?

  4. Berrington says:

    Ma kaNdleleni would be the correct one, but that’s Zulu; Xhosa would follow the same spelling as well. I have noted that ‘ka’ is generally represented as ‘ga’ in non-Nguni (European authography) for that’s how it sounds when pronounced.

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