At about 8:30 in the morning I walked past a man talking loudly on his cellphone. I was in the Boulders Shopping centre in Midrand, Johannesburg, coming out of Game department store where I had just bought an umbrella because the rainy season has started year on the Highveld.
The man was in his early fifties in a blue T-shirt, denim shorts and slip slops. He was standing with his cellphone glued to his ear. He looked across the giant boulders with tall aloes showing their candle-like red flowers growing in a rockery below, the centrepiece of the shopping centre. Continue reading “Only a fool would gamble their hard-earned cash”
