Showing posts with label Neigbours. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Neigbours. Show all posts

Sunday, 17 February 2013

Our Attic and the history of our towns golf course

De Oude Huize Attic
is our current project.  

A writer can write in an attic, or on top of a bus. 
Or with a sharp stick in some wet cement. 
- Paul Muni - 

Where do we start?  

The only access to the attic was via a ladder and a small door.
I am not fond of heights.
Once again Hennie had a plan!!!

We will start with a proper door!
Halve way 

The new door is now in place but how to get there!!!
Opportunity does not knock, it presents itself when you beat 
down the door!
-Kyle Chandler- 

A walkway will be the answer!
I am so fortunate to be married to a engineer that can make
everything



If I may say so - it came out perfect.
Hennie and his two helpers completed the job

After an inspection, Hennie decided that the dormer in the roof
will be the next step..... 

Every one has to make haste . . .
we are now in the rainy season 

Once again Hennie made the dormer on the ground and then hoisted it into place 

The view is still magnificient

First dormer is in position I just love it
Nest week will be the fitting of the second window. 

The past is an old chair in the attic,
the present an ominous ticking sound,
and the future is anybody's guess.
-James Thurber-


The attic will soon be turned into an extra room for our 

Over the  years we have collected a lot of old books 
and pictures of our town's golf course.  
The scenic 18-hole golf course, arguably the third oldest in 
South Africa (after the Royal Cape and George Golf Clubs) 
was founded in 1887.

Love to frame this one

This once could be used as wallpaper

Another wallpaper 

In a frame 

A Bogey!

Thanks for visiting 

Sunday, 27 March 2011

Stories and gifts received by De Oude Huize

In between cleaning, gardening, beautifying and fixing we found the most beautiful blue and white porcelain pieces.  With this we hope to make a mosaic for the dining room door.

Other things of interest are the pieces of crockery and bottle of wine which were found under the lounge floor.  These pieces are in Pedri's lounge along with the everhot tea and coffeepot.  You will find Granny’s tea and sugar pot is in the front lounge. 

We have of course discovered the delights of an attic.  Never before have we had so much pleasure.  The female part of the family had the most fun climbing into the attic and playing dolls till it was time to climb back down.

We experienced the first snow in June 2001.  What an experience it was for us all.  All our family and friends wondered whether our house would stand firm.  Fortunately this gracious old “lad” of 150 years took it all in her stride and with a smile.

Now after some year se can look back on all the wonderful things the towns folk have done for us.  Tant Rita and Oom Hamm have become our adopted parents.  Martie and Willem have given us so much love and advice.  Martie’s sister and her husband gave us the old beams whit which we could restore the dining-room floor.  Matjan, Annette and Christina were just always there for us.  Oom Louis reminds me of my Grandpa Fincham who I miss terribly.  Headstrong, a will of his own, but always a gentle man.  Then there is Aunt Lorrain who has always taken everyone else’s interest at heart.  She has given us the most unusual wind-charm.  Heike shares so many wonderful things with us.  Then there is Bea and Wendy—they always help with love in the hearts.  With Peter and Samantha, we enjoy the wonderful chats over the boundary fence. 

The clothes in the frame tell of Grandma Hes
We received the most wonderful gifts.  A great warmth filled our hearts on receipt of Tant Cilie’s apron.  Grant grandma Van Wyk’s bonnet and the Dreyer Aunt’s diary have been given a place of honour in our lounge.  There is also the sausage stuffer and baking tins, all of which came from Winterton. 
Great grandma Gauche’s nightie adds a little oomph to Hennie’s wall clock.  

Grandpa Victor’s uniform takes pride of place on the dining room door.  
There are hats from the sisters along with a shoe—all part of a costume from one of PACT’s performances.  
Tant Polly did the tatting in Great Escape at age of 82.  The Children’s other grandmother—Madeline—did the long and short stitch work.  Granny Floss did the tapestry in Wisdom and Folly.    
Ouboet made the cup cupboard above the sideboard in the lounge.

His father was greatly surprised by the little cupboard which now holds all his Air force memorabilia. 
Ouboet's little cupboard for his dad's memorabilia
 The satinwood chests of drawers was a 21st birthday present.  Granny’s writing table stands in our bedroom and the “Jonkmanskas” belongs to Ouma is now a special item in Gerald-Cecil’s bedroom. 

Oom Andries Odendal’s “Pilgrim’s Progress” forms part of a wonderful collection of old books which we have collected over the years.  Jan and Rista contributed tremendously to our collections of Africana books.
Auntie Louis’ washstand keeps our glasses safe.  


The family photos are all in a very special frame.

Six of the dining-room Volkwyn yellowwood-and-stinkwood riempies chairs were a wedding present from Knysna.  The Royal Albert cups were a Godmothers’ wedding present.  The light above the dining-room table was the first electric light in Ramaklabama.   

The Camel cloth from El Alameim
The little camel cloth which Grandpa brought back from El Alamein following Luther’s death during World War II hangs in the dining room.  The beautiful handbag also above the piano was part of my mothers wedding outfit.  Her wedding outfit takes pride of place on the door in Generations and Traditions guest room.  The fruit soaps were chosen with great care by Grandpa Victor for Granny Hess. 

Grandpa Victor was born during the ’Siege of Mafeking” in 1900. 

The medicine cabinet in “Pedri’s” lounge belonged to Grandpa Victor.  Then there are Oom Koos’ war medals with all of their wonderful war stories.  As Tant Koekie Meyer has said, “you have a “bits and pieces” house and my little angels will love living here.”  Her angels lovingly hold the candles on a dining room table.

Granny Sannie’s Singer and the little Guhl & Harbeck “Original Express” model of 1870 have pride of place.  The Guhl & Harbeck came out of Mr. Todd’s garage.  If these two humble sewing machines could only talk, there would be the most wonderful stories to tell. 




For us trees are friends and we often wonder how our lives would be had Oom At not chopped down the avenue of 12 oak trees to make place for Clarence’s peach trees.  It is even more sad that the peach trees have also all gone.  We do however enjoy the fig trees which have come all the way from Pa Pieter’s Riversdale.  The quince made the most delicious quince and cinnamon pudding.


Then there is our selections of  typewriters.
We see them as the grandma's of the computer.  
Washday blues are remembered and our small collection of “sad irons”, as well as an old “spirit iron”  If you were to look very carefully, you may even see an antique doll’s iron! 

 During the work, ploughing and planting a number of horse shoes were unearthed.  Look out for the smallest of the collection.

We love to entertain along with Pep’s Noritake.  Oh yes, I nearly forgot, we also plant approximately
10 000 Lisianthus plants each year.  It is of cause simply wonderful always to have such a bounty of flowers with which to fill our home.


Without a sense of humored, we would never had had the strength for this great undertaking of love.  In the words of Henry Wart Beecher, 
“A person without a sense f humour is like a wagon without springs.  
He gets bumped around on the road by each and every little stone.”


It is not the wind what blows from behind
Which makes you strong.
It is the wind which blows from the front
Which makes us strong

Till next time
Sandra 

Saturday, 26 March 2011

Stories en Geskenke in en oor ons Nes




Hierdie nes van ons se oorpronlike drie vertrekke is presies semetries gebou - natuurlik nog met rou kleistene en baie dik mure. Die kosynvleuels is van Oregon- en die kosyne self is van geelhout. Daar was ‘n voor– en agterdeur in elk van die drie vertrekke. Die bestaande voorbeeld hiervan is in ons eetvertrek. Ons moes van die vloerplanke vervang en glo dit—Geelhoutbalke was op Platberg geoes is. Die kaggel is nog oorspronklik en onder die vloerlyste het ons die mooiste plakpapier gekry. Tydens die herstelwerk aan die vloere het ons reg voor die kaggel—onder die vloerplanke die mooiste blou en wit bordstukke gekry. Die bordsktukke is nou deel van ‘n uitstalling saam met ouma Fincham se tee– en suikerpot.

Ons het natuurlik die lekkerte van ’n solder ontdek. Nooit voorheen het ons soveel plesier gehad en toe ek moes uitklim nadat daar lekker “popgespeel” en ek liewer kans gesien het dat die brandweer my moes kom red. Die manne in my lewe het gesoebat en gesmeek en na meer as ’’n uur my oortuig dat die afkomslag net so maklik is as die op gaan slag.

Die eerste sneeu het on in Junie 2001 beleef. Dit was vir ons ‘’n eerste ervaring.. Die familie en vriende het saam gewonder of ons huis nog staan. Gelukkig het hierdie ou “Lady” van bykans 150 jaar dit met ‘n “smile” gevat.

Nou  tien jaar later kyk ons terug na aldie wonderlike dinge wat die mense van ons dorp vir ons gedoen het. Daar is Tannie Rita en Oom Hamm wat sommer ons aanneem ouers geword het. Martie en Willem wat ons oorlaai met liefde, geskenke en raad. So het Martie se sus en haar Hennie vir ons die ou balke gegee waarmee ons die eetkamer se vloer kon vervang het. Matjan, Annette en Christina was sommer net altyd daar is. Oom Louis wat ons “Gentlemen"-Buurman was en natuurlik Tannie Cathy wat net altyd wonderlik is. Oom Louis het my altyd na my Oupa Fincham laat verlang. Koppig, ’n wil van sy eie, maar altyd ‘n “gentleman”. Daar is Tannie Lorraine wat almal se belange op die hart dra en dan op 'n dag vir ons die wonderlikste "wind-charm" gegee het.  Alles van ou eetgerei.  Daar is Heike wat die wonderlikste dinge met ons deel.  Haar ligskerm het 'n ereplek in ons kombuis.

Ons het die wonderlikste geskenke gekry. 'n groot warmte het ons harte gevul toe Tannie Cillie vir ons ‘n voorskoot gestuur het. Die “swart nommertjie” was deel van die Voortrekkers se trek oor die berg.  Saam met Grootjie van Wyk se kappie en die Dreyer-tannie se journaal het dit ’n ere plek gekry . Daar is die worsstopper wat van Winterton gekom het. Grootjie Gauche se nagrok gee die slaaptyd horlosie oemph. Die klere in die raam vertel van Tant Poly en Oom Salman. Daar is hoede van die Susters en ‘’n deel van ‘n kostuum uit een van TRUK se opvoerings. Oupa Fincham se uniform pryk in 'n deur se agterkant. Oom Andries Odendal se “Pilgrim’s Progress “ vorm deel van wonderlike versameling ou boeke wat ons van oral , maar veral van Jan en Rista gekry het.

Tant Polly het die “Tatting” gedoen toe sy 82 jaar our was. Die seuns se “ander” ouma het die Lang-en-kortsteek werk gedoen. Ouma Floss het die Hardanger en Tapeseries gewerk. Ouboet se koppie kassie met sy Ouma-grootjie se koppies hang met trots teen die muur. Ouma Fincham se stryktafel is nou ‘n klein lessenaar in ‘n kamer. Ouboet het sy Pappe erg verras met die kassie wat nou al sy Lugmagkentekens en medaljes huisves.

Daar is die satynhoutkassie wat ‘n 21ste verjaarsdag geskenk was. Die anderste Jonkmanskas is nou ‘n bêreplek vir wyn. Tannie Louis se wastafel hou ons glase veilig. Die riepiesstoele kom as trougeskenk uit Knysna. Die Royal Albert koppies was Peetma, Zenobia, se troupersent. Die lig bokant die eetkamertafel was die eerste elektriese lig op Ramaklabama. Daar is die familie protrette in’n besondere naam. Die kleedjie wat Oupa Barlow van El-Alamein gebring het na oom Luther se dood. Die besonder handsak was deel van Mamma se trou uitrusting. Haar trou-ensambel vorm ‘n gordyntjie vir ‘n gastekamer. Die vrugte sepies is met sorg deur Oupa Victor vir ouma Hes gekies. Oupa Victor is gebore tydens die “Seige of Mafeking” in 1900. Die medisyne kissie is nog Oupa s’n. Daar is die lekkerte om Oom Koos se oorlogsmedaljes te bewonder en te onthou van die stories wat saam met party gaan.

Soos Tannie Koekie opgemerk het—jy het ‘n “goetertjies-huis” en my engeltjies sal lekker hier bly. Haar engeltjies hou van die kerse in die eetkamer vas.

Ouma Sannie se “Singer” en die kllein Guhl & Harbeck “Original Express” model van 1870 het ereplekke. Die Gullhl & Harbeck het uit Mr Todds se motorhuis gekom. As hierdie twee nederige naaldwerk masjiene kon praat, sou daar seer-sekerlik ‘n interesante storie of twee te vertelle gewees het.

Die vloere kraak onder die hand-geknoopte matte—geknoop deur’n bewame vrou uit Lesotho—wat verte lvan ver plekke en so ook naby plekke.

Vir ons is bome vriende en ons wonder baie hoe sou ons lewe gewees het as oom At nie die laning van 12 akkerbome uitgekap het om plek te maak vir Clarence se perskebome. Jammer net die perskebome bestaan nie meer nie. Ons geniet wel die vyebome wat al die pad van Pa Pieter se Riversdale gekom het.

Wasdag “blues” van ouds is weg gestryk met ons klein versameling van “sad irons” en die "sprit".

Daar is die lieflike ou glas blottels wat Christi en Jan aan ons bemaak het. Elkeen ook met ‘n eie storie. 

Die drie roosbome het Pedri vir ons gegee - Die Pretoria News Centenary rose.  

Geskenke van die bure

Die bure kuier by ons 
 In die woorde van Tannie Naomi  Krogman:  “dis ‘n deurmekaar nes, jy verlang na lank, lank gelede—maar dis ' n netjiese nes". Die nes van ons het ‘n “storie-nes” geword.

Sonder humor sou ons nooit kans gesien het vir hierdie lekkerte nie. 

  n Mens sonder humor is 
soos ‘n wa  sonder vere,
hy word rondgestamp 
deur elke klippie op die pad.  
Henry Wart Beecher