The wedding got off to a relatively early start as we headed for a florist in Malvern. Not very manly, I’ll admit, but I’d offered to pick up some of the flowers for Brian’s wedding and they needed to reach the venue ASAP. When we arrived at the florist they were a little behind due …
Since Sharon’s birthday fell on a Monday this year we decided to make use of the weekend prior to head out into the bush. Sadly, due to a mountain bike race in Imfolozi, there was no accommodation available in the park. As such we booked into a small private lodge in Kuleni Game Park called …
The weekend got off to an early and exciting start when I left the office at lunch time. The UHTFC (Underberg Himeville Trout Fishing Club) had been kind enough to invite me up to their waters for the weekend to see just what the club had to offer. It was an opportunity I certainly couldn’t …
It’s not everyday that one returns home from a weekend of fly fishing only to be given life changing news. Yet that’s what happened to me when I walked through the door from a trip to the Underberg region. Sharon was looking a little nervous but I immediately put it down to the fact that …
With my wedding out of the way it was time to move on to the multitude of other weddings on the cards. This meant heading to Joburg for Brian’s bulls party, an event definitely not to be missed. But let me not get ahead of myself. On Friday night, before heading to Joburg, Sharon and …
I’m glad to say that the time has finally come!! I’m a celebrity!! “What?” I hear you asking. Well take a closer look at the magazine cover on the left. Yes, look closer. Recognise that watch? What about the hand? Yes, you’ve got it, that’s me! Maybe next time the photographer will do a better shot …
After months of planning the big day finally arrived. As is tradition the groom is not allowed to see the bride the day before the wedding and so I headed over to Nick’s house to spend the night. Sharon meanwhile stayed at our house with her two bridesmaids. Donald joined Nick and I for my …
The weekend started early for me when Nick appeared at my office at 3pm to collect me for my bulls party (weekend). I’d known (guessed) that it was on that weekend but didn’t know where, when or what. So after being dragged kicking and screaming from my cake, I sneakily grabbed a banana, was piled …
With my wedding looming Nick stepped up to the plate as my best man and took me fly fishing in Lesotho as part one of my bulls. At 3:30am I lazily climbed out of bed, pulled on my Columbia kit and did a last minute check of my gear. One of the pleasures of fishing …