I only watch rugby every 24 years. 😀 Last time was 1995. We were living in Laaiplek and didn’t have a TV so we went to Auntie Blanche’s house and sat in Junior’s bedroom, all lined up on the bed, my then husband Luke who knew even less about rugby than me, and our three young kids.
That win was part of the general gees about Mandela, the Rainbow Nation. The whole village went crazy when we won.
Opposite us lived Mr Dryden, a very proper gentleman who was a headmaster. He came running out of his house, leaned through his open car window and kept his palm on the hooter for a good five minutes. There was so much joy it just had to be expressed through noise.
Laaiplek was a very divided community racially and politically but this was the first occasion when it didn’t matter who you were or what party you belonged to. ... See more