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About thesouthafricanmemoryblog

born in the 70's, raised in the 80's, jolled in the 90's, started my legal career in the 00's: these are my memories.

In the Vienna of Siberia

I visited Irkutsk “Vienna of Siberia”. In Russia you never have to look far for a pogrom story. At the back of the Irkutsk Synagogue is a plaque of names and dates – in Cyrillic and Hebrew. At the bottom … Continue reading

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The Colour of Separation

I was born in 1975 so my memories of apartheid – the real separate amenities petty apartheid stuff – are pretty hazy. One of my clearest memories is the separate bus system. Sky Blue for the whites. Moss Green busses … Continue reading

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April Fools’ 2002

It was the weekend before April Fool’s Day 2002.  I was having a quiet drink with friends at the much missed “Home”.  A group of guys on a stag night – er – staggered in and of course – this … Continue reading

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Poem written by Me in 1992

After the dance _____________________ Now it’s a memory Brilliant flashes of light, dancing laughter All memories. Buzzing, She sat and watched her flowers die Slowly.

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on this day in 1991 (7 October)

Apparently I went to Zaviers with Julie, Laurent and Tyrone It was someone called Nic’s birthday I declared that Nicholas Jackson was love (have no idea who this person is) Saw Ewen at the beach and “still sort of like … Continue reading

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Soho

Coming from South Africa and having grown up in the 80s and 90s meant that my exposure to – oh how shall I put this – the seamier side of life had been limited.  There was exactly one skin mag … Continue reading

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First Job In London

I didn’t think it would be that hard.  My privileged upbringing, the best education money could buy and the added bonus that I had got really good marks in my LLB meant that I couldn’t do anything but take London … Continue reading

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