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Easter in Stilicone
We got up very early that Sunday morning. It was the first Easter day we had ever spent in our new flat in Via Flavio Stilicone and to celebrate we invited our closest relatives to lunch: my father, Marta's aunts, her cousins, a number of people too … [Read More]
When Power Makes You Dull and Dumb
Military experience, what used to be compulsory military service, has taught generations of Italians not so much how to shoot, which fortunately there has been little need since the end of the second world war, but to understand the stupidity of many human behaviours linked … [Read More]
On the Wings of the Wind
Riding on my motorbike was for many years my best experience. When I lived in Pietermaritzburg, although I only had a 50cc motorbike, I spent much time with my friends riding through the bush paths pretending we were on big off-road scramblers. I cannot begin to count the … [Read More]
Bloody Mist
One cold winter late evening I was riding alone on the road with my 50cc motorbike. I was going back home from a trip to Midmar Dam. I suddenly found myself in a very thick mist which was like a white wall in the bright light beam of the motorbike. I knew that road very … [Read More]
Building Teenage Muscle
During the early seventies I played a lot of sport at school. It was that which convinced me to get out of bed daily, to get dressed into an ugly grey school uniform and to make my way to the schooldesks which I really abhorred. Rugby was my favourite and I weighed a mere … [Read More]
A Donkey Walk
The school rugby games took place in the winter season. During that time every Saturday morning, under the sun or pouring rain, every school had rugby teams playing matches against one another. Bugs and I together with our team mates, prepared ourselves body and mind and … [Read More]
A Lucky Day
One evening at dinner, when I lived in the flat, the old man was talking about his work, saying that he would have had the possibility to advance in his career. He would have had to submit an application form together with several documents. For the past days he and … [Read More]
Destiny’s Hand
Some months before going back to Italy to serve in the army, I was going out with a girl my age and we loved each other very much. We were both very sad as we were to part for one whole year. Nevertheless we thought that twelve months wasn’t such a long time and that they … [Read More]
A Year In 190 Retief Street
Dear Hopsing, In your last story the hint of when I lived in your house for almost a year brought back many memories and I would like to share them with all of you. You will surely remember that at the beginning I lived in the flat attached to the back of your house. … [Read More]
On The Banks Of The Dusi
The Dusi is the river that with its brown water lazily flows through Pietermaritzburg. Its wide banks are crossed by many foot paths that intertwine with each other. These paths are made by the constant use of the natives who go to their houses or to the bus stops or what … [Read More]
What Family Life!
Growing up on a farm was the most enjoyable time of my life. Getting up early in the morning, with the cocks crowing and seeing the cattle being led into the shed to be milked was a wonderful experience. After breakfast my little brother and I went down to the river which … [Read More]
Good Bargains in Downtown
My favorite district in Pietermaritzburg was the Indian Suburb in the Downtown. My friends and I often went there because it was possible to find shops with good bargains and where you could bring the price down. All in all it was fun shopping there. The Downtown was full … [Read More]
The Old Diver
During the long weekends spent camping on the South Coast of Natal, I found it a good habit to take long morning walks on the seashore where the cold sea water washes on the sand and wets your feet with its white foam. One Sunday morning while I was taking my daily … [Read More]
I got my inspiration for this website from the song called “Imagine”, and so I decided to go on this adventure. I have always wanted to put up something like this where my friends and I could express our memories and dreams for the future. Share them with us, because if many people dream the same dream it will certainly come true.