The Day The Dash Died
Late November last year I went to a good friend’s bachelors party on a farm close to Eendekuil, past Piketberg. Unfortunately, I was only able to attend the first night of the festivities, as I had to leave early to…
Late November last year I went to a good friend’s bachelors party on a farm close to Eendekuil, past Piketberg. Unfortunately, I was only able to attend the first night of the festivities, as I had to leave early to…
“You’ve got a good job, own a house, when do you buy yourself a new, reliable car?” they asked. Somewhere, somehow, I became aware of the Put Foot Rally, and during 2016 it started bubbling up to the surface of…