I remember when I moved into Bronkhorstspruit, I saw the letters 'BHS' everywhere; on rubbish bins, on electricity boxes, on streetlamps and manhole covers."Wow," I thought, "The local High school must be very active in the community service thing," misreading the HS as "high school". It was, in fact, "horstspruit" (what a cool combination of letters).
I love my little house, I love my sample garden and the missing tree and the fact that I can get onto my roof in 9 seconds and I love autumn and the colours of the dorp and I'll miss it but I shall remember it.
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ek wens somer wil nou net uitbroei en klaar kry aan hierdie kant. i could seriously do the eternal summer thing.
Ek's seker daar's 'n wit strand en onrealistiese blou see êrens waar die son altyd skyn..
South Africans are spoiled with real sunshine..
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