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BEVERLEY [8] FLEMMER (DAVID CHRISTIAN [7], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG [6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG [5]) was born on 7 May 1964 in Pretoria, Transvaal, South Africa. She married ROBERT ALLANSON on 5 February 1983 in Pretoria, Transvaal, South Africa. He was born on 2 March 1961 in Durban, South Africa and died on 7 July 2001 in Johannesburg, South Africa. ----- My brother Clive and I were born in Pretoria, we lived in Park Street Hatfield. You can imagine what a busy household it was, 4 boys at Pretoria Boys High, 1 girl of 10 years and then Clive and I (babies).   My mother was just the most amazing person, and she cared for all. I remember my Dad working night shift at Iscor.   All the brothers moved out of home, 2 to East London. My sister married an American and she was gone for 10 years. The folks built a house in a suburb in Pretoria East called Ashlea Gardens. I was 5 yrs old when we moved. Clive and I attended Waterkloof Primary School, Clive excelling at football and cricket. We both attended Glen High School, which was brand new! Not much in the way of sporting facilities, however Clive still got selected to play for Northern Transvaal (soccer). Dad had a stroke when I was 14 yrs old. He died 5 days later on the 5th August. What a blow! Mom never remarried. We both got through high school, and Clive went on to 2 years Army duty!!!! I met and married Rob Allanson, a Durbanite who had a great sense of humour. We were always surrounded by biking, motocross in particular and Clive raced for many years. Clive and Rob both started out working at a bike shop in Pretoria. I had 2 daughters in quick succession, 11 months to be exact!!! Jessica (now 22) and Candy (now 21). I moved to Halfway House in 1989, and still live there now. Rob and I bought a business in Benoni doing glass and aluminium in 1992. Our business did well. Girls went to Halfway House Primary and Sagewood School. Clive got married later on and had their 2 children, Christian Justin and Jamie Flemmer. Clive also started a glass business in Pretoria called Zambesi Glass. His wife Corin runs the business. After my husband passed away, I had endless trouble with unions and closed the business before they closed me!! Clive and I are now in business together doing aluminium window frames and doors. Our business is called Classic Aluminium. Doing well!

ALLANSON, Beverley (nee Flemmer)

Bev ALLANSON | 7 May 1964

BEVERLEY [8] FLEMMER (DAVID CHRISTIAN [7], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG [6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG [5]) was born on 7 May 1964 in Pretoria, Transvaal, South Africa. She married ROBERT ALLANSON on 5 February 1983 in Pretoria, Transvaal, South Africa. He was born on 2 March 1961 in Durban, South Africa and died on 7 July 2001 in Johannesburg, South Africa. ----- My brother Clive and I were born in Pretoria, we lived in Park Street Hatfield. You can imagine what a busy household it was, 4 boys at Pretoria Boys High, 1 girl of 10 years and then Clive and I (babies).   My mother was just the most amazing person, and she cared for all. I remember my Dad working night shift at Iscor.   All the brothers moved out of home, 2 to East London. My sister married an American and she was gone for 10 years. The folks built a house in a suburb in Pretoria East called Ashlea Gardens. I was 5 yrs old when we moved. Clive and I attended Waterkloof Primary School, Clive excelling at football and cricket. We both attended Glen High School, which was brand new! Not much in the way of sporting facilities, however Clive still got selected to play for Northern Transvaal (soccer). Dad had a stroke when I was 14 yrs old. He died 5 days later on the 5th August. What a blow! Mom never remarried. We both got through high school, and Clive went on to 2 years Army duty!!!! I met and married Rob Allanson, a Durbanite who had a great sense of humour. We were always surrounded by biking, motocross in particular and Clive raced for many years. Clive and Rob both started out working at a bike shop in Pretoria. I had 2 daughters in quick succession, 11 months to be exact!!! Jessica (now 22) and Candy (now 21). I moved to Halfway House in 1989, and still live there now. Rob and I bought a business in Benoni doing glass and aluminium in 1992. Our business did well. Girls went to Halfway House Primary and Sagewood School. Clive got married later on and had their 2 children, Christian Justin and Jamie Flemmer. Clive also started a glass business in Pretoria called Zambesi Glass. His wife Corin runs the business. After my husband passed away, I had endless trouble with unions and closed the business before they closed me!! Clive and I are now in business together doing aluminium window frames and doors. Our business is called Classic Aluminium. Doing well!
This first story in our "Flemmer and Descendants Who's Who" is not that of one of the South African Flemmers. It is the story of one of the great-granddaughter's of Hans Christian Flemmer. Hans Christian's one son was our Stamvader Christian August Flemmer: another son was Carl Adrian. It was Carl Adrian's son, Christian Frederick who emigrated to America and who was the father of Leila Anderson (Flemmer). It is written by Leila's granddaughter, Joan Merritt. ----- My name is Joan Merritt and I live in Thompson Falls MT. This is my Flemmer line: Paul Anderson (my dad), Leila Flemmer (his mom), Christian Frederick Flemmer, Carl Adrian Flemmer, Hans Christian Flemmer, Johannes Flemmer, Friedric Flemmer, and an Anders Flemmer (1647-1715.) After Leila died in 1969, we found a wonderful collection of typed and handwritten notes on the family history which consequently sparked my interest in genealogy. With the help of a Danish dictionary and hooking up with Steve via the internet, I was able to piece together an accurate picture of my Flemmers - except for Anders and we haven't been able to verify him! Leila was born in Copenhagen and lived in Odense until leaving Denmark in 1910 to marry Andrew Anderson of Aarhus who had emigrated earlier, worked the gold fields of Alaska, and established himself in business in San Francisco. During the depression of 1929, Andrew bought an orange grove in the San Joaquin Valley in California and moved his family from the city to a dusty little farm town where Leila was to spend the rest of her life. The move was difficult for her. She was a very proud woman and maintained her cosmopolitan habits always dressing in hat, gloves, and high heeled shoes whenever she went to town - in an environment where most women dressed in pants and helped their husbands run the farm! Seven babies came along in rapid succession. My dad was number 5 and she endured a difficult delivery complicated by a placenta previa. I remember hearing the story that a young nurse went into her room after the birth and explained to her that she should not have any more babies and proceeded to enlighten Leila with the nuances of contraception. She became outraged, threw a bedpan at the poor nurse, and told her to mind her own business! Years later she would confess to my mother than when she first suspected another pregnancy, she would wash heavy blankets in the stationary wash tubs, lifting them and squeezing them, hoping to encourage a miscarriage. Leila was a handsome woman, 5'7", brown hair and blue/green eyes. She always maintained a slender figure. She was healthy all of her life - dying in her 80's of polycythemia, a blood disorder. Along with being proud, she was strong-willed, fun-loving, somewhat controlling, somewhat spoiled by her husband, and she had a delightful sense of humor. She was very religious; her father was a priest in the Catholic Apostolic Church; the family became Anglican after moving to the valley as the other church did not exist outside of San Francisco. My Dad remembers, not too fondly!, that Leila insisted upon attending the Catholic Apostolic Church for Christmas midnight services, an endeavour that involved driving for 7 hours at night in often foggy weather conditions on a winding 2 lane highway from the valley where they lived to San Francisco - the same drive today on the interstate system would take 4 hours! Leila would have all seven children, washed, starched white shirts and ties, hair curled, frilly dresses, sitting quietly in the car for this 14 hour round trip! The children grew up into attractive young adults preserved in their youth forever on 8 mm movie film taken during the 1940's. Five were in uniform serving during World War II. These happy images hid, however, what would become mental illness in 2 of the children: one became catatonic and died in a mental hospital, the other a manic depressive who never really had a life of her own. I enjoyed hearing my aunts and uncles talk about their mother. Whenever her "head strong" personality would emerge, they would say that she was being "ganelli" - a word I think they coined! They frequently made disparaging remarks about the "Flemmer nose" debating whether or not it was aristocratic or simply too prominent! Leila never spoke Danish again even though I begged her to teach me some words. She would, however, call people names - tosk and lort - which Dad said were Danish slang for something "not very nice". (She would never tell me!) (And I couldn't locate them in the Danish dictionary!) In the 1920's she asked Andrew if she could go to Odense to visit, and when he saw the reality of dealing with 7 little children by himself, he offered her a Steinway grand piano OR the trip. She chose the piano and sadly, never saw her parents again. She did enjoy music and was talented in voice and the piano as were the children: they all sang and played an instrument. Leila's oldest son, Ralph, sang for a brief period of time with the San Francisco Opera Co. Singing around the piano was a common evening's entertainment. I remember as a teenager walking into her living room one day and finding her in a chair she had placed in the middle of the room with "Messiah" going full-blast on a new stereo she had purchased. She told me to hush; "We don't talk when GOOD music is playing"! My grandmother rarely spent a summer in the hot valley where she lived. Grandfather packed her and the children up every June and took them to the coast returning again in September to get everyone home for school. She did quite a bit of travelling as she got older but oddly, she never went to Denmark. As an example of her headstrong and stubborn ways, my Dad asked her one summer what her plans were and that she really shouldn't be considering any trips because she was getting "too old" for that. I can just see her eyes squinting up and her jaw set tight as she went straight to the travel agent and booked a round-the-world cruise! I believe she spent most of that trip in her stateroom although we do have some photos around of Leila on an elephant in Saigon and riding a camel in Alexandria! (This at 80 years old!) Leila was widowed in 1949 and lived alone in the large two storey farm house where she had raised her family until she died. I spent a lot of time with her in those days. She introduced me to Hans Christian Andersen and we would stay up late at night, her reading to me these very scary stories and drinking hot cocoa. She did beautiful crochet work and several of her tablecloths and bedspreads exist today. My most prized possessions are a few Bing and Grondahl Christmas plates that belonged to her and some raggedy leather- bound books of fairy tales. She made kleiners for Christmas and her tree abounded with red and white woven paper hearts and we always danced around the tree singing a traditional Danish song! (I wish I could remember it now!) Dad recalls Christmas correspondences with the South African relatives, but unfortunately, those letters are not with us. Most important of all are the memories of this rather remarkable woman who, in spite of sadness with 2 of her children, remained positive and energetic. I learned from her not to complain about life, to gather inner strength from deep spirituality, and to enjoy the gifts that God gives to us!

ANDERSON, Leila (nee Flemmer)

Leila ANDERSON | Died 1969

This first story in our "Flemmer and Descendants Who's Who" is not that of one of the South African Flemmers. It is the story of one of the great-granddaughter's of Hans Christian Flemmer. Hans Christian's one son was our Stamvader Christian August Flemmer: another son was Carl Adrian. It was Carl Adrian's son, Christian Frederick who emigrated to America and who was the father of Leila Anderson (Flemmer). It is written by Leila's granddaughter, Joan Merritt. ----- My name is Joan Merritt and I live in Thompson Falls MT. This is my Flemmer line: Paul Anderson (my dad), Leila Flemmer (his mom), Christian Frederick Flemmer, Carl Adrian Flemmer, Hans Christian Flemmer, Johannes Flemmer, Friedric Flemmer, and an Anders Flemmer (1647-1715.) After Leila died in 1969, we found a wonderful collection of typed and handwritten notes on the family history which consequently sparked my interest in genealogy. With the help of a Danish dictionary and hooking up with Steve via the internet, I was able to piece together an accurate picture of my Flemmers - except for Anders and we haven't been able to verify him! Leila was born in Copenhagen and lived in Odense until leaving Denmark in 1910 to marry Andrew Anderson of Aarhus who had emigrated earlier, worked the gold fields of Alaska, and established himself in business in San Francisco. During the depression of 1929, Andrew bought an orange grove in the San Joaquin Valley in California and moved his family from the city to a dusty little farm town where Leila was to spend the rest of her life. The move was difficult for her. She was a very proud woman and maintained her cosmopolitan habits always dressing in hat, gloves, and high heeled shoes whenever she went to town - in an environment where most women dressed in pants and helped their husbands run the farm! Seven babies came along in rapid succession. My dad was number 5 and she endured a difficult delivery complicated by a placenta previa. I remember hearing the story that a young nurse went into her room after the birth and explained to her that she should not have any more babies and proceeded to enlighten Leila with the nuances of contraception. She became outraged, threw a bedpan at the poor nurse, and told her to mind her own business! Years later she would confess to my mother than when she first suspected another pregnancy, she would wash heavy blankets in the stationary wash tubs, lifting them and squeezing them, hoping to encourage a miscarriage. Leila was a handsome woman, 5'7", brown hair and blue/green eyes. She always maintained a slender figure. She was healthy all of her life - dying in her 80's of polycythemia, a blood disorder. Along with being proud, she was strong-willed, fun-loving, somewhat controlling, somewhat spoiled by her husband, and she had a delightful sense of humor. She was very religious; her father was a priest in the Catholic Apostolic Church; the family became Anglican after moving to the valley as the other church did not exist outside of San Francisco. My Dad remembers, not too fondly!, that Leila insisted upon attending the Catholic Apostolic Church for Christmas midnight services, an endeavour that involved driving for 7 hours at night in often foggy weather conditions on a winding 2 lane highway from the valley where they lived to San Francisco - the same drive today on the interstate system would take 4 hours! Leila would have all seven children, washed, starched white shirts and ties, hair curled, frilly dresses, sitting quietly in the car for this 14 hour round trip! The children grew up into attractive young adults preserved in their youth forever on 8 mm movie film taken during the 1940's. Five were in uniform serving during World War II. These happy images hid, however, what would become mental illness in 2 of the children: one became catatonic and died in a mental hospital, the other a manic depressive who never really had a life of her own. I enjoyed hearing my aunts and uncles talk about their mother. Whenever her "head strong" personality would emerge, they would say that she was being "ganelli" - a word I think they coined! They frequently made disparaging remarks about the "Flemmer nose" debating whether or not it was aristocratic or simply too prominent! Leila never spoke Danish again even though I begged her to teach me some words. She would, however, call people names - tosk and lort - which Dad said were Danish slang for something "not very nice". (She would never tell me!) (And I couldn't locate them in the Danish dictionary!) In the 1920's she asked Andrew if she could go to Odense to visit, and when he saw the reality of dealing with 7 little children by himself, he offered her a Steinway grand piano OR the trip. She chose the piano and sadly, never saw her parents again. She did enjoy music and was talented in voice and the piano as were the children: they all sang and played an instrument. Leila's oldest son, Ralph, sang for a brief period of time with the San Francisco Opera Co. Singing around the piano was a common evening's entertainment. I remember as a teenager walking into her living room one day and finding her in a chair she had placed in the middle of the room with "Messiah" going full-blast on a new stereo she had purchased. She told me to hush; "We don't talk when GOOD music is playing"! My grandmother rarely spent a summer in the hot valley where she lived. Grandfather packed her and the children up every June and took them to the coast returning again in September to get everyone home for school. She did quite a bit of travelling as she got older but oddly, she never went to Denmark. As an example of her headstrong and stubborn ways, my Dad asked her one summer what her plans were and that she really shouldn't be considering any trips because she was getting "too old" for that. I can just see her eyes squinting up and her jaw set tight as she went straight to the travel agent and booked a round-the-world cruise! I believe she spent most of that trip in her stateroom although we do have some photos around of Leila on an elephant in Saigon and riding a camel in Alexandria! (This at 80 years old!) Leila was widowed in 1949 and lived alone in the large two storey farm house where she had raised her family until she died. I spent a lot of time with her in those days. She introduced me to Hans Christian Andersen and we would stay up late at night, her reading to me these very scary stories and drinking hot cocoa. She did beautiful crochet work and several of her tablecloths and bedspreads exist today. My most prized possessions are a few Bing and Grondahl Christmas plates that belonged to her and some raggedy leather- bound books of fairy tales. She made kleiners for Christmas and her tree abounded with red and white woven paper hearts and we always danced around the tree singing a traditional Danish song! (I wish I could remember it now!) Dad recalls Christmas correspondences with the South African relatives, but unfortunately, those letters are not with us. Most important of all are the memories of this rather remarkable woman who, in spite of sadness with 2 of her children, remained positive and energetic. I learned from her not to complain about life, to gather inner strength from deep spirituality, and to enjoy the gifts that God gives to us!
KIM[2] VERCUIEL (LEON[1]) was born on 19 February 1964 in Johannesburg, South Africa. She married ROBIN BALLANTINE on 27 July 1987 in Johannesburg, South Africa. He was born on 23 October 1960. Kim is the great granddaughter of ANNA LOUISE[6] FLEMMER (CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born on 28 January 1874 in Cradock, South Africa and died on 22 February 1941 in Frances Street, Observatory Johannesburg, South Africa. Anna married JAMES COLE ROUS on 26 March 1902 in the DRC Cradock, South Africa, son of JAMES ROUS and ALIXA COLE. He was born on 25 April 1874 in Pretoria, South Africa and died on 9 May 1931 in Middelburg, South Africa. ------ Kim Vercuiel was born to Lizann (Elizabeth Ann Rous) and Leon Vercuiel on 19 February 1964. They lived in Waverly later moving to a plot in Northriding. Kim went to Michael Mount Waldorf School for primary school and matriculated from Kingsmead College in 1981. She was given an American Field Scholarship (AFS) to the United States of America where she lived in Dimmitt, Texas with Robert and Martie Benton between 1982 and 1983. She obtained a Bachelor of Economics from the University of Stellenbosh Cum Laude in 1986 and later obtained her honours and Master of Arts (Industrial Psychology) from the University of the Witwatersrand (1989). In 1987 she married Robin Charles Ballantine, a medical student, at the Johannesburg Country Club in Johannesburg. Robin went to school in Lady Grey before going to boarding school at Queens College. He spent two years in the military before attending UCT for a year doing engineering. He changed his degree and graduated from Wits University in 1987 as a medical doctor. He did a diploma in Anesthesia, was Chief of Staff at the Churchill Health Center and later went on to specialize in Internal Medicine (2002). He currently practices as a specialist physician in Johannesburg. In 1989 Kim and Robin decided to travel. They went to Canada and ended up working in Churchill Manitoba, Robin as Chief of Medical Staff and Kim as a volunteer to social services. They spent two years living and working with the Dene and Cree Indian and the Inuit providing medical services to the North West Territories of Canada. They returned to South Africa at the end of 1990 and took up a three-month post at Manguzi Mission Hospital, Kozi Bay. In 1991 Kim began working for the National Productivity Institute where she obtained her internship and registration as an Industrial Psychologist. She worked for the Human Sciences Research Council as a Chief Researcher and later as Department head and published numerous papers and manuals during this time. On the 15th of September 1993 Kim gave birth to Natalie, the most amazing little girl. Her grandmother, Joan Rous, was convinced that Kim would have twins and was adamant that she would hold those babies. In 1996 on the 22nd of June Kim gave birth to twins Ryan Graham and Ashleigh Ballantine two bundles of total energy and joy. Joan Rous did hold the twins but, despite being bed ridden, said she wanted to see them walking around her bed. A year later when they were walking Kim and the children made their last trip to the Karoo to visit Joan. She so enjoyed the children and showered them with affection. On their last evening together Kim asked her granny Joan if this was goodbye to which she simply said yes. They had an amazing opportunity to say goodbye. A week later she was in a coma and a week after that she died. Kim stopped working after the twins were born and they all moved to Welkom in the Free State, where Robin worked for Anglo Gold Health in internal medicine. In 2000 they returned to Johannesburg for Robin to Specialise in Internal Medicine. Kim started her own consulting business in 2000 and assisted companies in the manufacturing, service, IT and government sectors in implementing International Best Practice / Manufacturing Excellence. Kim enjoys sport and horse riding and as a child spent many happy times on Stradbroke Farm (next to Tafelburg Hall) in the Karoo, as well as Beskow on the Limpopo. She loves the bush and anything to do with nature and animals. She and her husband enjoyed tandem cycling, particulary with Leon and Lizann, her parents, and competed actively in this sport before the birth of twins! Kim recently developed Spasmodic Dysphonia and so has lost her speech function. She no longer works in her consulting business but enjoys writing, her garden and her amazing family. She lives in Johannesburg, South Africa with Robin, Natalie, Ashleigh and Ryan.

BALLANTINE, Kim (nee Vercuiel)

Kim BALLANTINE | 19 Feb 1964

KIM[2] VERCUIEL (LEON[1]) was born on 19 February 1964 in Johannesburg, South Africa. She married ROBIN BALLANTINE on 27 July 1987 in Johannesburg, South Africa. He was born on 23 October 1960. Kim is the great granddaughter of ANNA LOUISE[6] FLEMMER (CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born on 28 January 1874 in Cradock, South Africa and died on 22 February 1941 in Frances Street, Observatory Johannesburg, South Africa. Anna married JAMES COLE ROUS on 26 March 1902 in the DRC Cradock, South Africa, son of JAMES ROUS and ALIXA COLE. He was born on 25 April 1874 in Pretoria, South Africa and died on 9 May 1931 in Middelburg, South Africa. ------ Kim Vercuiel was born to Lizann (Elizabeth Ann Rous) and Leon Vercuiel on 19 February 1964. They lived in Waverly later moving to a plot in Northriding. Kim went to Michael Mount Waldorf School for primary school and matriculated from Kingsmead College in 1981. She was given an American Field Scholarship (AFS) to the United States of America where she lived in Dimmitt, Texas with Robert and Martie Benton between 1982 and 1983. She obtained a Bachelor of Economics from the University of Stellenbosh Cum Laude in 1986 and later obtained her honours and Master of Arts (Industrial Psychology) from the University of the Witwatersrand (1989). In 1987 she married Robin Charles Ballantine, a medical student, at the Johannesburg Country Club in Johannesburg. Robin went to school in Lady Grey before going to boarding school at Queens College. He spent two years in the military before attending UCT for a year doing engineering. He changed his degree and graduated from Wits University in 1987 as a medical doctor. He did a diploma in Anesthesia, was Chief of Staff at the Churchill Health Center and later went on to specialize in Internal Medicine (2002). He currently practices as a specialist physician in Johannesburg. In 1989 Kim and Robin decided to travel. They went to Canada and ended up working in Churchill Manitoba, Robin as Chief of Medical Staff and Kim as a volunteer to social services. They spent two years living and working with the Dene and Cree Indian and the Inuit providing medical services to the North West Territories of Canada. They returned to South Africa at the end of 1990 and took up a three-month post at Manguzi Mission Hospital, Kozi Bay. In 1991 Kim began working for the National Productivity Institute where she obtained her internship and registration as an Industrial Psychologist. She worked for the Human Sciences Research Council as a Chief Researcher and later as Department head and published numerous papers and manuals during this time. On the 15th of September 1993 Kim gave birth to Natalie, the most amazing little girl. Her grandmother, Joan Rous, was convinced that Kim would have twins and was adamant that she would hold those babies. In 1996 on the 22nd of June Kim gave birth to twins Ryan Graham and Ashleigh Ballantine two bundles of total energy and joy. Joan Rous did hold the twins but, despite being bed ridden, said she wanted to see them walking around her bed. A year later when they were walking Kim and the children made their last trip to the Karoo to visit Joan. She so enjoyed the children and showered them with affection. On their last evening together Kim asked her granny Joan if this was goodbye to which she simply said yes. They had an amazing opportunity to say goodbye. A week later she was in a coma and a week after that she died. Kim stopped working after the twins were born and they all moved to Welkom in the Free State, where Robin worked for Anglo Gold Health in internal medicine. In 2000 they returned to Johannesburg for Robin to Specialise in Internal Medicine. Kim started her own consulting business in 2000 and assisted companies in the manufacturing, service, IT and government sectors in implementing International Best Practice / Manufacturing Excellence. Kim enjoys sport and horse riding and as a child spent many happy times on Stradbroke Farm (next to Tafelburg Hall) in the Karoo, as well as Beskow on the Limpopo. She loves the bush and anything to do with nature and animals. She and her husband enjoyed tandem cycling, particulary with Leon and Lizann, her parents, and competed actively in this sport before the birth of twins! Kim recently developed Spasmodic Dysphonia and so has lost her speech function. She no longer works in her consulting business but enjoys writing, her garden and her amazing family. She lives in Johannesburg, South Africa with Robin, Natalie, Ashleigh and Ryan.
MARGUERITE 'MADGE' DISTIN[7] FLEMMER (JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) was born on 12 August 1900 in Grahamstown District, South Africa and died on 15 August 1988 in Howick, Natal, South Africa. She married FREDERICK WILLIAM CHARLES BODY in January 1931 in Tanga, Tanganyika. He was born on 7 January 1900 in England and died on 21 June 1974 at 43 Montgomery Drive, Pietermaritzburg, South Africa. ----- As told by her daughter Joan Warren: Madge was born in the “District of Grahamstown, Albany”, Cape on August 12th 1900, the first of 7 children of Maud (nee Croxford) and John Distin Flemmer, who were married in 1899. She had 3 brothers: John Sweet Distin (Jack Jnr) who was a twin of Ludwig (Lollie) and Neville (Nick); and 3 sisters: Doris, Gwynneth and Barbara (Bobbie). Madge and her 6 siblings spent many happy days growing up on a farm in the Boksburg district in the Transvaal. Being the eldest, she must have felt responsible for them and she always remained loyal and quick to help any of them who needed a hand. Madge was sent to board at St. John’s School for Girls at Frere, Natal, but she was unhappy and longed for home. She trained as a nurse, but despite obtaining high pass marks, she decided to go to “Normal College” to train as a teacher. (I remember that she taught her children to study using “key words”, which helped so much.) She was a truly dedicated wife and mother. During one of her holidays from teaching, she went to stay with relations in Kenya. It was while there that she met my father, Fred Body. Fred was born in the UK in London where his father had a furniture business, but his relations lived in Plymouth, Devon. He visited Plymouth and grew to love the little harbour and thereafter lived always close to the sea. His father died when he was 14 years old, leaving him to work to support his mother and 7 year old sister. He was a choirboy and sang some solos at St. Paul’s Cathedral. He distinguished himself by becoming a Troop Leader in the Boy Scouts and eventually won the Medal of Merit – one of scouting’s highest honours. The following year, 1915, he joined the Royal Naval Flying Corps, a year underage. He was shot down while in action against a German submarine by the Germans over the North Sea, but was rescued from the freezing water after a homing pigeon took a message back to his Scottish base. When the war ended, he joined a Dutch shipping company, being based in Tanga, a port in Tanganyika Territory. Fred and Madge married in February 1931. Their 3 children were born in East Africa: Joan and Pam in Tanga and Ron (the middle one) in Arusha – to get away from the heat of Tanga. I remember the house in Tanga with its huge water reservoir at the back. We children enjoyed throwing cutlery in and watching it sink slowly down to the bottom! There was a large verandah, right across the front of the house where we could sit and watch the Arab dhows coming into the harbour. Very often the brass tray-topped table was piled high with fruit like mangoes, litchis or bananas or with ice-cold drinks. The windows were screened against mosquitoes and we slept under mosquito nets. On the few occasions when it rained, we children excitedly dived into bed to listen to the pitter patter on the iron roof. We enjoyed watching the African Swahili men climb up the coconut trees in the garden, their feet tied together with a thong which caught on the nodes of the tree to lift them up. There was an occasion when 3 monitor lizards arrived in our play area, causing a stir and great shouting and waving of sticks by all of the employees (11 of them). In 1936, when Joan was 5 years old (the eldest child), they moved to Durban to be near good schools. My father joined an indent agency called “Carst and Walker Pty Ltd.”, which imported and exported raw commodities all over the world. He studied Mercantile Law at night and soon became a Director. While we lived in Durban North the 3 children had a care-free time, riding horses and bicycles and swimming. When the 2nd World War began, Fred joined the Coast Guard. We had to black out all windows at night and an air-raid shelter was dug into the bank in the garden. We children dug our own “shelter” too in the garden where we stacked tinned food! After living in rented houses, Madge and Fred settled in Durban North, right across the grounds of the Junior School in Brookland Crescent. We were able to cross under the fence to go to school. It was in this house that Granny Maud and Aunt Louie visited us – always a happy time. Grandmother Maud attended the Royal College of Music in London and being a concert pianist, she gave performances for Royalty. She was a big-hearted, happy, loving Granny, who taught me to knit and listened to my shy attempts to play the piano. It was here that we met her lovely sister-in-law, Anna Louise, “Aunt Louie” to us, who entertained us with her guitar playing. Madge often stayed up past midnight sewing costumes for her daughter Joan to take part in dancing productions. In 1945 we spent 6 months in Bryanston while Fred ran the Johannesburg branch of the Company. We moved to a larger house and garden in Kent Gardens, Northlands, which had large trees and a swimming pool and where we kept chickens. Then in 1951/2 we moved to Kenilworth in Cape Town – “Peneaton”, Alexandra Rd, while Fred ran the Cape Town branch of the company. I finished my degree at Natal University, Pietermaritzburg and then did a diploma at Barkley House, Claremont, so the move was fortuitous for me and Ron and Pam who attended UCT. Ron and his wife Heather lived with them for a while with their young baby Laura. Joan married in 1958 while they were living there. When Fred retired as Chairman of the company, they moved to Pietermaritzburg, Natal to be near Joan who lived in Balgowan, Natal. Ron was in the UK with his family by then and Pam came to live with them in a flat while she taught at Girl’s Collegiate. They later moved to No: 43 Montgomery Drive, Pietermaritzburg where Dad enjoyed producing lovely vegetables in the garden. Dad was a man of great integrity, with a sense of humour and a good understanding of human nature. He was a loving and caring husband and father. When my mother became very ill, he did everything he could to get her better including deep and earnest prayer. Fred retired to Pietermaritzburg with my Mother and died in 1974 at No 43 Montgomery Drive while Pam was in Boston, USA with her family. They immediately left Boston to live in Pietermaritzburg and then Hillcrest. Madge lived with them in Hillcrest until Pam died in 1981. Madge returned to Pmb and Carolyn, John and Joan’s daughter and a friend stayed with her in a flat for about a year while Carolyn attended University. John, Joan’s husband, built a home for her right next door to theirs on the Farm “Preston”. Madge’s brother, Nick came to stay with her for about a year until his death in December 1983. Madge died of heart failure as she was walking into her sitting room in August 1988. Ron and family were visiting from Canada and were able to return home from a holiday in the Drakensberg to attend to matters.

BODY, Marguerite (nee Distin Flemmer)

Madge BODY | 12 August 1900 - 15 August 1988

MARGUERITE 'MADGE' DISTIN[7] FLEMMER (JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) was born on 12 August 1900 in Grahamstown District, South Africa and died on 15 August 1988 in Howick, Natal, South Africa. She married FREDERICK WILLIAM CHARLES BODY in January 1931 in Tanga, Tanganyika. He was born on 7 January 1900 in England and died on 21 June 1974 at 43 Montgomery Drive, Pietermaritzburg, South Africa. ----- As told by her daughter Joan Warren: Madge was born in the “District of Grahamstown, Albany”, Cape on August 12th 1900, the first of 7 children of Maud (nee Croxford) and John Distin Flemmer, who were married in 1899. She had 3 brothers: John Sweet Distin (Jack Jnr) who was a twin of Ludwig (Lollie) and Neville (Nick); and 3 sisters: Doris, Gwynneth and Barbara (Bobbie). Madge and her 6 siblings spent many happy days growing up on a farm in the Boksburg district in the Transvaal. Being the eldest, she must have felt responsible for them and she always remained loyal and quick to help any of them who needed a hand. Madge was sent to board at St. John’s School for Girls at Frere, Natal, but she was unhappy and longed for home. She trained as a nurse, but despite obtaining high pass marks, she decided to go to “Normal College” to train as a teacher. (I remember that she taught her children to study using “key words”, which helped so much.) She was a truly dedicated wife and mother. During one of her holidays from teaching, she went to stay with relations in Kenya. It was while there that she met my father, Fred Body. Fred was born in the UK in London where his father had a furniture business, but his relations lived in Plymouth, Devon. He visited Plymouth and grew to love the little harbour and thereafter lived always close to the sea. His father died when he was 14 years old, leaving him to work to support his mother and 7 year old sister. He was a choirboy and sang some solos at St. Paul’s Cathedral. He distinguished himself by becoming a Troop Leader in the Boy Scouts and eventually won the Medal of Merit – one of scouting’s highest honours. The following year, 1915, he joined the Royal Naval Flying Corps, a year underage. He was shot down while in action against a German submarine by the Germans over the North Sea, but was rescued from the freezing water after a homing pigeon took a message back to his Scottish base. When the war ended, he joined a Dutch shipping company, being based in Tanga, a port in Tanganyika Territory. Fred and Madge married in February 1931. Their 3 children were born in East Africa: Joan and Pam in Tanga and Ron (the middle one) in Arusha – to get away from the heat of Tanga. I remember the house in Tanga with its huge water reservoir at the back. We children enjoyed throwing cutlery in and watching it sink slowly down to the bottom! There was a large verandah, right across the front of the house where we could sit and watch the Arab dhows coming into the harbour. Very often the brass tray-topped table was piled high with fruit like mangoes, litchis or bananas or with ice-cold drinks. The windows were screened against mosquitoes and we slept under mosquito nets. On the few occasions when it rained, we children excitedly dived into bed to listen to the pitter patter on the iron roof. We enjoyed watching the African Swahili men climb up the coconut trees in the garden, their feet tied together with a thong which caught on the nodes of the tree to lift them up. There was an occasion when 3 monitor lizards arrived in our play area, causing a stir and great shouting and waving of sticks by all of the employees (11 of them). In 1936, when Joan was 5 years old (the eldest child), they moved to Durban to be near good schools. My father joined an indent agency called “Carst and Walker Pty Ltd.”, which imported and exported raw commodities all over the world. He studied Mercantile Law at night and soon became a Director. While we lived in Durban North the 3 children had a care-free time, riding horses and bicycles and swimming. When the 2nd World War began, Fred joined the Coast Guard. We had to black out all windows at night and an air-raid shelter was dug into the bank in the garden. We children dug our own “shelter” too in the garden where we stacked tinned food! After living in rented houses, Madge and Fred settled in Durban North, right across the grounds of the Junior School in Brookland Crescent. We were able to cross under the fence to go to school. It was in this house that Granny Maud and Aunt Louie visited us – always a happy time. Grandmother Maud attended the Royal College of Music in London and being a concert pianist, she gave performances for Royalty. She was a big-hearted, happy, loving Granny, who taught me to knit and listened to my shy attempts to play the piano. It was here that we met her lovely sister-in-law, Anna Louise, “Aunt Louie” to us, who entertained us with her guitar playing. Madge often stayed up past midnight sewing costumes for her daughter Joan to take part in dancing productions. In 1945 we spent 6 months in Bryanston while Fred ran the Johannesburg branch of the Company. We moved to a larger house and garden in Kent Gardens, Northlands, which had large trees and a swimming pool and where we kept chickens. Then in 1951/2 we moved to Kenilworth in Cape Town – “Peneaton”, Alexandra Rd, while Fred ran the Cape Town branch of the company. I finished my degree at Natal University, Pietermaritzburg and then did a diploma at Barkley House, Claremont, so the move was fortuitous for me and Ron and Pam who attended UCT. Ron and his wife Heather lived with them for a while with their young baby Laura. Joan married in 1958 while they were living there. When Fred retired as Chairman of the company, they moved to Pietermaritzburg, Natal to be near Joan who lived in Balgowan, Natal. Ron was in the UK with his family by then and Pam came to live with them in a flat while she taught at Girl’s Collegiate. They later moved to No: 43 Montgomery Drive, Pietermaritzburg where Dad enjoyed producing lovely vegetables in the garden. Dad was a man of great integrity, with a sense of humour and a good understanding of human nature. He was a loving and caring husband and father. When my mother became very ill, he did everything he could to get her better including deep and earnest prayer. Fred retired to Pietermaritzburg with my Mother and died in 1974 at No 43 Montgomery Drive while Pam was in Boston, USA with her family. They immediately left Boston to live in Pietermaritzburg and then Hillcrest. Madge lived with them in Hillcrest until Pam died in 1981. Madge returned to Pmb and Carolyn, John and Joan’s daughter and a friend stayed with her in a flat for about a year while Carolyn attended University. John, Joan’s husband, built a home for her right next door to theirs on the Farm “Preston”. Madge’s brother, Nick came to stay with her for about a year until his death in December 1983. Madge died of heart failure as she was walking into her sitting room in August 1988. Ron and family were visiting from Canada and were able to return home from a holiday in the Drakensberg to attend to matters.
LIANNE COMPTON[3] LANCASTER (JOHN EDWARD COMPTON[2], ARTHUR COMPTON[1]) was born on 26 August 1968. Lianne is the great granddaughter of WILHELMINA AUGUSTA[6] FLEMMER (HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) born on 2 March 1874 in Steynsburg, South Africa. She married (1) CHARLES BRIGHTSON CALEY. She married (2) HERMAN VERMAAK on 13 November 1899 in Steynsburg, South Africa, son of HERMANUS VERMAAK and CHRISTINA HOLTZHAUSEN. He was born on 29 April 1864 in Uitenhage, Cape Colony, South Africa and died on 18 October 1918 in Central Hotel, Dewetsdorp, South Africa. She married DESMOND SHANE BOOTH. He was born 15 July 1966. ----- Schooled at Wynberg Girls Junior for sub A & B and then transferred to Rustenburg Girls Junior. Matriculated from Rustenburg Girls High. Spent one year at University of Cape Town reading a B. Comm but after the first year realised that this was not for her. Lianne then went to the Cape Technikon and did her National Diploma in Marketing. After a 5 year stay at the Old Mutual as a Marketing Strategist in Employee Benefits, Lianne joined Readers Digest as their Product Manager. After their merger with Heritage, Lianne transferred to Heritage as their Marketing Manager. Lianne was married to Desmond Booth on 10th October 1992. They have a son Matthew John Booth born 9th July 1998. A second baby is expected at the end of Sept 2001 and they are hoping for a daughter.

BOOTH, Lianne Compton (nee Lancaster)

Lianne BOOTH | 26 Aug 1968

LIANNE COMPTON[3] LANCASTER (JOHN EDWARD COMPTON[2], ARTHUR COMPTON[1]) was born on 26 August 1968. Lianne is the great granddaughter of WILHELMINA AUGUSTA[6] FLEMMER (HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) born on 2 March 1874 in Steynsburg, South Africa. She married (1) CHARLES BRIGHTSON CALEY. She married (2) HERMAN VERMAAK on 13 November 1899 in Steynsburg, South Africa, son of HERMANUS VERMAAK and CHRISTINA HOLTZHAUSEN. He was born on 29 April 1864 in Uitenhage, Cape Colony, South Africa and died on 18 October 1918 in Central Hotel, Dewetsdorp, South Africa. She married DESMOND SHANE BOOTH. He was born 15 July 1966. ----- Schooled at Wynberg Girls Junior for sub A & B and then transferred to Rustenburg Girls Junior. Matriculated from Rustenburg Girls High. Spent one year at University of Cape Town reading a B. Comm but after the first year realised that this was not for her. Lianne then went to the Cape Technikon and did her National Diploma in Marketing. After a 5 year stay at the Old Mutual as a Marketing Strategist in Employee Benefits, Lianne joined Readers Digest as their Product Manager. After their merger with Heritage, Lianne transferred to Heritage as their Marketing Manager. Lianne was married to Desmond Booth on 10th October 1992. They have a son Matthew John Booth born 9th July 1998. A second baby is expected at the end of Sept 2001 and they are hoping for a daughter.
ANGELA PATRICIA[6] HERBERT (RONALD HAROLD[5], HAROLD[4], JAMES BROADBENT[3], JAMES BROADBENT[2], THOMAS[1]) was born on 24 March 1950 in East London, South Africa. She married (1) ROBERT JAMES STRANSHAM FORD on 2 August 1980 in Bergville, Natal, South Africa. He was born on 24 August 1949 in South Africa and died on 30 March 2015 in Cape Town, South Africa. She married (2) PAUL BOTHA on 15 March 2012 in Kommetjie, Cape Town, South Africa. She is the daughter of KATHLEEN NORAH[7] FLEMMER (MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) born on 12 August 1914 in East London, South Africa and died on 31 October 1972 in Cape Town, South Africa. She married RONALD HAROLD HERBERT on 5 April 1940 in East London, South Africa, son of HAROLD HERBERT and EDITH HARROP. He was born on 13 November 1912 in Wallasey, Cheshire, England and died on 23 November 1988 in East London, South Africa. ------ Daughter of Ronnie and Kath Herbert, born Mater Dei Hospital, East London, South Africa. Grew up in Rhodesia, attending the Dominican Convent, Salisbury. I remember happy days of sunshine and close family ties until the age of 10 when we left No. 3 Cambridge Ave, Highlands (now owned by the Dobsons) to live at 36 Abbey Rd, West Kirby in Cheshire. In England, I attended Upton Hall Convent and was taught by the Faithful Companions of Jesus – an order of nuns from France. We were glad to return to Africa, this time Cape Town, in 1963. We lived in Capri Rd, St James and I went to School at the Star of the Sea Convent matriculating as a boarder and prefect after my parents went to live in Zambia in 1966. I attended Natal Technical College for 3 years and attained a 1st Class Diploma in Fashion after which I lived in London, returning because of my mother’s illness. I worked for CAPAB. Devastated by her death in 1972, I went to work in Rhodesia during the war. I met Robin Ford in 1973. At 24 years of age, he was the youngest major in the army. Our son was born in 1976 at the Mater Dei Hospital, Bulawayo and named after Robin’s best friend, Michael Ainslie, who had been killed in the war that year. We had a daughter, Felicity, born at St Thomas’ Hospital, London in 1985 and a second son, Berkeley, born at the Avenues Clinic, Harare, Zimbabwe in 1990. This completed the family. I divorced Robin in 2000 having changed my surname to Taylor by deed poll in 1997. Whilst living in London (1980-1985) I worked as a merchandise manager for Puma and travelled on business to USA, Europe and Far East, whilst juggling career, parenting and household. From London, Harare became our home. During the 13 years we lived there my beloved Father died in the Mater Dei Hospital, East London. Life became very difficult from 1996 onwards and we finally were forced to abandon Zimbabwe and take refuge in Cape Town in 1998, supported by my two brothers Pad and Steve. I am recovering from bipolar disorder and the children have settled well – 2001 Cape Town. Update August 2015 After my second son, Berkeley had left home in Fish Hoek, I met Paul Botha in 2010. We married on 15th March 2012 and honeymooned in Zimbabwe. We live in and work from our home in Kommetjie, Cape Town. Paul is an Events Organiser and Surfing Journalist. I research for him and run an accommodation business. Paul still surfs at age 66. Between us we have 6 adult children; 2 women and 4 men. We own the Earthwave Festival as well as the Celebrate Life Festival. I run a group on Facebook called Focus On Health Expo. Every year we travel to Jeffrey’s Bay and manage to see Margie and Duncan Mc Bean. We live a wonderfully peaceful and healthy life and are very happy with it Ainslie Ford 7th November 1976 - Born Mater Dei Hospital, Bulawayo Attended Hill House School, London until age of 11 years and thereafter, Harmann House and St George’s in Harare attaining 6 A leves in 1994. Ainslie is at present working for a magazine publishing company and at night is a Disc Jockey. He lives in Rosebank, Cape Town. Felicity Taylor 24th April 1985 - Born St Thomas’ Hospital London Born Felicity Ford to Robin and Angel Ford. Mother’s surname changed by Deed Poll 1997. Felicity attended Dominican Convent in Harare for her junior school, where she was a “joy to teach”. Her senior school is Wynberg Girls High, Cape Town and she is in Grade 10. Her results are fine and she is in line to be a prefect. She is gregarious and happy. Update October 2015 Whilst in Matric at Wynberg Girls High School in 2004, she received a Fulbright Scholarship to go to study at a US University. Instead she studied and supported herself by working. She chose Leeds University and graduated in 2010 with a 2:1 BA Honours Degree in Linguistics and Phonetics. She has worked in the Hospitality Industry, done a lot of Administrative work, she is a volunteer at the British Postal Museum & Archive in order to become an archivist, whilst working at the Royal Borough of King Upon Thames Council as a PA. She has been offered a career at Kensington Palace. She has shared her life with Jack Ellery, a Maths Graduate from Leeds Uni for 6 1/2 years, and lives in Twickenham. Berkley Taylor 26th November 1990 - Born Avenues Clinic, Harare, Zimbabwe Born Berkeley Ford to Robin and Angel Ford. Mother’s surname changed by Deed Poll 1997. Berkeley attended St Michael’s School, Harare for two years before attending Star of the Sea Convent School in Cape Town, where he is presently in Grade 5 and doing well. He is a Cub and loves the sea.

BOTHA, Angela (nee Herbert)

Angela BOTHA | 24 Mar 1950 -

ANGELA PATRICIA[6] HERBERT (RONALD HAROLD[5], HAROLD[4], JAMES BROADBENT[3], JAMES BROADBENT[2], THOMAS[1]) was born on 24 March 1950 in East London, South Africa. She married (1) ROBERT JAMES STRANSHAM FORD on 2 August 1980 in Bergville, Natal, South Africa. He was born on 24 August 1949 in South Africa and died on 30 March 2015 in Cape Town, South Africa. She married (2) PAUL BOTHA on 15 March 2012 in Kommetjie, Cape Town, South Africa. She is the daughter of KATHLEEN NORAH[7] FLEMMER (MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) born on 12 August 1914 in East London, South Africa and died on 31 October 1972 in Cape Town, South Africa. She married RONALD HAROLD HERBERT on 5 April 1940 in East London, South Africa, son of HAROLD HERBERT and EDITH HARROP. He was born on 13 November 1912 in Wallasey, Cheshire, England and died on 23 November 1988 in East London, South Africa. ------ Daughter of Ronnie and Kath Herbert, born Mater Dei Hospital, East London, South Africa. Grew up in Rhodesia, attending the Dominican Convent, Salisbury. I remember happy days of sunshine and close family ties until the age of 10 when we left No. 3 Cambridge Ave, Highlands (now owned by the Dobsons) to live at 36 Abbey Rd, West Kirby in Cheshire. In England, I attended Upton Hall Convent and was taught by the Faithful Companions of Jesus – an order of nuns from France. We were glad to return to Africa, this time Cape Town, in 1963. We lived in Capri Rd, St James and I went to School at the Star of the Sea Convent matriculating as a boarder and prefect after my parents went to live in Zambia in 1966. I attended Natal Technical College for 3 years and attained a 1st Class Diploma in Fashion after which I lived in London, returning because of my mother’s illness. I worked for CAPAB. Devastated by her death in 1972, I went to work in Rhodesia during the war. I met Robin Ford in 1973. At 24 years of age, he was the youngest major in the army. Our son was born in 1976 at the Mater Dei Hospital, Bulawayo and named after Robin’s best friend, Michael Ainslie, who had been killed in the war that year. We had a daughter, Felicity, born at St Thomas’ Hospital, London in 1985 and a second son, Berkeley, born at the Avenues Clinic, Harare, Zimbabwe in 1990. This completed the family. I divorced Robin in 2000 having changed my surname to Taylor by deed poll in 1997. Whilst living in London (1980-1985) I worked as a merchandise manager for Puma and travelled on business to USA, Europe and Far East, whilst juggling career, parenting and household. From London, Harare became our home. During the 13 years we lived there my beloved Father died in the Mater Dei Hospital, East London. Life became very difficult from 1996 onwards and we finally were forced to abandon Zimbabwe and take refuge in Cape Town in 1998, supported by my two brothers Pad and Steve. I am recovering from bipolar disorder and the children have settled well – 2001 Cape Town. Update August 2015 After my second son, Berkeley had left home in Fish Hoek, I met Paul Botha in 2010. We married on 15th March 2012 and honeymooned in Zimbabwe. We live in and work from our home in Kommetjie, Cape Town. Paul is an Events Organiser and Surfing Journalist. I research for him and run an accommodation business. Paul still surfs at age 66. Between us we have 6 adult children; 2 women and 4 men. We own the Earthwave Festival as well as the Celebrate Life Festival. I run a group on Facebook called Focus On Health Expo. Every year we travel to Jeffrey’s Bay and manage to see Margie and Duncan Mc Bean. We live a wonderfully peaceful and healthy life and are very happy with it Ainslie Ford 7th November 1976 - Born Mater Dei Hospital, Bulawayo Attended Hill House School, London until age of 11 years and thereafter, Harmann House and St George’s in Harare attaining 6 A leves in 1994. Ainslie is at present working for a magazine publishing company and at night is a Disc Jockey. He lives in Rosebank, Cape Town. Felicity Taylor 24th April 1985 - Born St Thomas’ Hospital London Born Felicity Ford to Robin and Angel Ford. Mother’s surname changed by Deed Poll 1997. Felicity attended Dominican Convent in Harare for her junior school, where she was a “joy to teach”. Her senior school is Wynberg Girls High, Cape Town and she is in Grade 10. Her results are fine and she is in line to be a prefect. She is gregarious and happy. Update October 2015 Whilst in Matric at Wynberg Girls High School in 2004, she received a Fulbright Scholarship to go to study at a US University. Instead she studied and supported herself by working. She chose Leeds University and graduated in 2010 with a 2:1 BA Honours Degree in Linguistics and Phonetics. She has worked in the Hospitality Industry, done a lot of Administrative work, she is a volunteer at the British Postal Museum & Archive in order to become an archivist, whilst working at the Royal Borough of King Upon Thames Council as a PA. She has been offered a career at Kensington Palace. She has shared her life with Jack Ellery, a Maths Graduate from Leeds Uni for 6 1/2 years, and lives in Twickenham. Berkley Taylor 26th November 1990 - Born Avenues Clinic, Harare, Zimbabwe Born Berkeley Ford to Robin and Angel Ford. Mother’s surname changed by Deed Poll 1997. Berkeley attended St Michael’s School, Harare for two years before attending Star of the Sea Convent School in Cape Town, where he is presently in Grade 5 and doing well. He is a Cub and loves the sea.
PATRICIA ELAINE[2] MAST (THEODORE MAURICE 'BILL'[1]) was born on 15 August 1937. She married MICHAEL BRIANT. He was born on 23 September 1936. Paddy is the daughter of BARBARA ANNA[7] FLEMMER (JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) was born on 23 July 1910 in Boksburg, Transvaal, South Africa and died on 14 May 1984 in Umzumbe, Natal, South Africa. She married THEODORE MAURICE 'BILL' MAST on 31 March. He was born on 3 March 1900 in Carolina, Transvaal, South Africa and died on 18 February 1996 in Durban, South Africa. ------ I was born on 15 August 1937 in Johannesburg, South Africa. My parents, Barbara and Bill Mast had 4 children, John, myself, Noel and Wendy. When I was 11 years old, my family moved to Durban where I grew up. My parents had many money problems and I had to go to work very young to help the family financially - this was hard on me then but looking back, it gave me a good idea of how to look after money and live within my means. At the age of 22, I was a very silly, immature young girl, fell pregnant and had a little boy out of wedlock. He was adopted by Enid and Don Phillips. This family also lived in Durban. At the age of 28, Timothy found me, we met for the first time. I then also met Enid and Don - wonderful, Christian people. They became really good friends. Tim has been married twice and has an 11 year old son, Stuart. Michael Briant sailed into Durban harbour onboard his authentic Chinese junk, this was in 1962, we married a few months later and so my sailing days began. Mike and I cruised for 6 years on 'Ying Hong'. We had two sons, John and Paul who were born in Grenada, British West Indies. John in 1964 and Paul in 1965. From the Caribbean we sailed up to the United States where we sold that boat. Our trip to England from the U.S.A. to meet Mike's parents for the first time, was a disaster. We returned to South Africa and ended up building another Chinese Junk in East London then Cape Town. She was launched in 1982, we sailed from there in 1995. Both our sons are married and live in North America. 2003 finds us living in America having crossed the Atlantic 3 times on this boat, 'Chi Lin' (the one we built). Mike and I sailed, with crew, to Ireland, England then back to America via the Caribbean etc. We have now applied for American permanent residence and hope to make our home somewhere on the West Coast of the States. We have three grand children; John and Joelle (in Vancouver, Canada) have Kanika born 1997 and Tristan born 1999. At the time of writing this, John has left Joelle. Paul and Monta have Sirena born 2000. They live in San Diego, U.S.A.

BRIANT, Patricia Elaine (nee Mast)

Paddy BRIANT | 15 Aug 1937

PATRICIA ELAINE[2] MAST (THEODORE MAURICE 'BILL'[1]) was born on 15 August 1937. She married MICHAEL BRIANT. He was born on 23 September 1936. Paddy is the daughter of BARBARA ANNA[7] FLEMMER (JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) was born on 23 July 1910 in Boksburg, Transvaal, South Africa and died on 14 May 1984 in Umzumbe, Natal, South Africa. She married THEODORE MAURICE 'BILL' MAST on 31 March. He was born on 3 March 1900 in Carolina, Transvaal, South Africa and died on 18 February 1996 in Durban, South Africa. ------ I was born on 15 August 1937 in Johannesburg, South Africa. My parents, Barbara and Bill Mast had 4 children, John, myself, Noel and Wendy. When I was 11 years old, my family moved to Durban where I grew up. My parents had many money problems and I had to go to work very young to help the family financially - this was hard on me then but looking back, it gave me a good idea of how to look after money and live within my means. At the age of 22, I was a very silly, immature young girl, fell pregnant and had a little boy out of wedlock. He was adopted by Enid and Don Phillips. This family also lived in Durban. At the age of 28, Timothy found me, we met for the first time. I then also met Enid and Don - wonderful, Christian people. They became really good friends. Tim has been married twice and has an 11 year old son, Stuart. Michael Briant sailed into Durban harbour onboard his authentic Chinese junk, this was in 1962, we married a few months later and so my sailing days began. Mike and I cruised for 6 years on 'Ying Hong'. We had two sons, John and Paul who were born in Grenada, British West Indies. John in 1964 and Paul in 1965. From the Caribbean we sailed up to the United States where we sold that boat. Our trip to England from the U.S.A. to meet Mike's parents for the first time, was a disaster. We returned to South Africa and ended up building another Chinese Junk in East London then Cape Town. She was launched in 1982, we sailed from there in 1995. Both our sons are married and live in North America. 2003 finds us living in America having crossed the Atlantic 3 times on this boat, 'Chi Lin' (the one we built). Mike and I sailed, with crew, to Ireland, England then back to America via the Caribbean etc. We have now applied for American permanent residence and hope to make our home somewhere on the West Coast of the States. We have three grand children; John and Joelle (in Vancouver, Canada) have Kanika born 1997 and Tristan born 1999. At the time of writing this, John has left Joelle. Paul and Monta have Sirena born 2000. They live in San Diego, U.S.A.
PAUL STAFFORD[2] BRIANT (MICHAEL[1]) was born on 25 December 1965. He married MONTA ZELINSKY. Paul is the grandson of BARBARA ANNA[7] FLEMMER (JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5], CHRISTIAN AUGUST[4],) born on 23 July 1910 in Boksburg, Transvaal, South Africa and died on 14 May 1984 in Umzumbe, Natal, South Africa. She married THEODORE MAURICE 'BILL' MAST on 31 March ? He was born on 3 March 1900 in Carolina, Transvaal, South Africa and died on 18 February 1996 in Durban, South Africa. ----- PAUL BRIANT - PERSONAL HISTORY WRITTEN IN JUNE 2004 I was born in the town of St.George's, Grenada in the West Indies on Christmas day (1am) 1965. I was delivered by the local midwife, a black lady called Mrs. Chichester. My parents were sailing around the Caribbean and my brother John had been delivered by the same midwife a year and a half earlier. My father, Mike Briant, had had Ying Hong (a Chinese Junk) built in Hong Kong and sailed it from there to South Africa with some friends. In Durban he had met my Mother, Patricia Mast, (Daughter of Bill Mast and Barbara Flemmer). They got spliced and together they sailed round the coast of South Africa and then to the Caribbean. After I was born, they made their way through the Caribbean and the Bahamas to Florida and some time later sold Ying Hong in South Carolina. Being a wooden boat, she was just too much maintenance for a young family. My parents flew to England where my father's family was. Relations between my father and his parents were not very good. The story behind this is interesting. My father's Grandfather, Arthur Briant had a large family and seemed had a habit of running away to sea to escape his domestic duties. His wife (a very imposing and formidable woman) would go down to the docks if he disappeared, look through ships crew lists till she found his name and drag him back home to fulfill his responsibilities. Well one time he signed on to a big ship and changed his name so his wife couldn't find him. Unfortunately he signed on to the Titanic and being a stoker in the boiler room, was probably one of the first to die when the ship went down. This left his wife with nine kids to feed and no source of income. As her husband had changed his name on the crew list she could not prove he was on the ship and was not eligible for compensation. Arthur Briant being the eldest son was forced to go to work at a very young age. He apprenticed as a lock and safe smith and eventually became very sought after and cracked damaged safes and vaults that were bombed during the Blitz in London. He was also Locksmith to the Royal Family I believe. But the impact of the sea taking his father left an indelible mark on him and he never forgave his son (my father), for going to sea. He considered it to be very irresponsible. Consequently, my parents left England and moved to South Africa and I only met my grandparents once after that and can't really remember them. We settled in East London in 1969 in an old wood and corrugated iron house in Amalinda. It had no city water supply only a large underground tank to collect rainwater. It was often full of mosquito larva and who knows what else floated around in that tank. The only electricity we had was for light. We had a wood burning water heater and alcohol stoves to cook on. The place was crawling with rats, mice and frogs and puff adders. On a number of occasions we found LARGE puff adders inside the house. The property was large and in a very rural setting with only scattered neighbors. We had every kind of fruit tree one could imagine and some we had never heard of or seen and have never seen since. A lasting impression of my childhood there is eating fruit, fruit and more fruit. My brother and I went to Amalinda primary school. This was a one roomed school building and the teachers wrote their lessons on a blackboard and easel. Some of the kids rode to school on horseback and tied their horses up outside the school building. I was only there a year when they built a huge, beautiful new school and called it Crew Primary. My father started building a new boat out of Ferro cement and the plan was to go cruising again in a couple of years. Well the difficulties of working an eight-hour day to support a family and make time for some recreation to keep two young active boys stimulated took their toll on the boat building process and the years went by so fast. Most weekends the whole family "worked" on the boat and I remember helping my father bend steel pipes for the boat's frames and then tie a grid work of 1/4 inch rods over the frames and then cover each side of the grid work with five layers of chicken wire. This involved tying thousands of wire ties to hold the wire matrix to the grid. A time-consuming and laborious task. My brother and I and friends spent our free time when we weren't "building the boat", playing in the bush. From sun up to well after sundown we lived the dream of every young boy. Surrounded by bush and with a small dam and lots of streams to play in, a full workshop with all the tools and supplies to build weapons and canoes, we had all that young boys could ask for. On long expeditions, we would hack our way with pangas (machetes) through impenetrable jungles. We got a sheet of corrugated iron, had a convenient road construction crew run over it with their steamroller, and then bent it into the shape of a canoe. With a piece of two-by-four at each end, some nails and some roofing tar and we had ourselves a canoe in which we spent hours fishing in the small dam, with muddy pieces of white bread. One piece on the hook the other in our mouth. We would be called back to the house for dinner, mostly as it was getting dark by a long blast on a Conch horn that we could hear from miles-away in the bush. Our June/ July school holidays were spent with our grandparents. Bill and Barbara Mast had built a house together with Hal Mast-Ingle, Bill's nephew, on the south coast of Natal in the tiny town of Umzumbe. The house was right on the beach and we spent all day playing and fishing in the warm Indian Ocean. Coming back only to stuff down a pile of boiled cabbage, boiled potatoes, boiled chicken and huge mounds of stewed prunes and custard, papaya, bananas and jelly. The weather and surroundings were tropical. The days a blur of warm salty waves, chewing burnt sugar cane, course golden beach sand and the shimmering, silver, teaming life of the annual sardine run. These were the happiest, most fun filled days of a very happy, fun filled childhood. A time of complete freedom. We went wherever we wanted, whenever we wanted, totally unsupervised with not a care in the world, in a time of innocence that has since passed and which my children will probably never experience. In 1976 with the hull of the boat complete but my parents leather- work business battling to support a growing family and boat, my father got an offer of a position as Master of a salvage tug in Cape Town. We packed and moved down there, leaving the boat to be collected later. We loved Cape Town with its beautiful mountains, great diving, sailing weather and every outdoor activity that two (almost) teenage boys could want. Having come from a friendly, small rural town to, the big sophisticated cosmopolitan city I found people aloof and unfriendly. It took some adjusting to get used to this and not feel like the country bumpkin and I found it hard to relate to a lot of the kids who were born and raised in the city. Our priorities and values were so different. For the first few years we lived in Wynberg and my brother and I went to Golden Grove primary in Rondebosch from Std. three to Std. five. It was pretty good school with some excellent teachers. Then we went to high school at Wynberg Boys- a really great school. Although I was never a great student, there were some wonderful teachers there that were passionate about their subjects and managed to sow a few tiny seeds of that passion in a few of those ungrateful little twerps who were lucky enough to be their students. Other teachers just resorted to beating it in to us with the cane or cricket bat... a system that despite today's modern thinking works surprisingly well on a mob of rambunctious teenage boys. Unfortunately the schools main focus and obvious source of pride, was not so much to get us to attain academic excellence but to have us kick the crap out of whatever school we happened to be facing on the rugby field that Saturday. Those who excelled on the sports fields were held up as heroes and lords while straight A students were seldom recognized or acknowledged. Hence I buried myself in sports of every kind, in and out of school to the exclusion of all else in life except "working on the boat". Yes we had brought the boat down from East London to Cape Town by truck. Stuck it in our back yard and worked on it every spare minute when we weren't diving, surfing, playing rugby or climbing mountains. In my last year of high school, my parents bought an old convent in Simonstown that belonged to the Dominican sisters. They called it "Topsail House" and as far as I know it is still there. It was right next to the naval dockyard and having launched the boat and put it on a mooring in Simons Bay, it was easy for my parents to get to the boat to work on it. The involvement of my brother and me in this project, I am ashamed to say, had virtually ended as we were too involved in schools and sports. I got into paddle surfing, entered a lot of contests and lived and breathed surfing and still do to this day. Some of my best memories of Cape Town are surfing the crystal clear, icy cold waves of Noordhoek, Llandudno, Sandy bay and Kommetjie with a stiff South Easter blowing the spray into huge rainbows and the beautiful green mountains rising up from those sparkling white beaches...not a cloud in the sky and the sun beating down and causing heat waves to shimmer on the beach while the sea is as cold as melted ice. My father had left the salvage tug after some notable and very interesting salvages: Pulling a large Taiwanese fishing trawler off the rocks at Cape Agulhas which the whole family went along on the ship for. My brother and I spent seven days in our bunks throwing-up while they slowly clawed that ship off the rocks and then even more slowly dragged her back to Cape Town. A near miss; being dragged backward towards Wittle rocks in False Bay with both engines full ahead and both anchors down, while trying to tow a giant oil drilling platform in the teeth of a north westerly gale. To name only two. He joined the largest fishing company in the Southern Hemisphere, Irving and Johnson as Marine Manager and worked there till my parents left Cape Town on the "new" boat Chi Lin in 1994. After finishing high school in 1984, I went to Cape Technicon to study Plastics Technology. Neither my head nor heart was in it and I did just enough to squeak through. I did learn a lot of physics and materials science which would help me a lot in my future careers but there was a lot more I could have learnt which would have helped me even more. My head was in the surf and my heart was elsewhere...I had discovered girls. Half way through my diploma, I got a job with company that manufactured fiberglass signs. I did quality control and research and development for new products and went to school part time. In 1988 I had to do my two years national service which was mandatory in South Africa at that time. My father being in the marine industry, knew a lot of influential people. Therefore, I was one of the lucky ones who's Daddies managed to wangle them a call-up to the Navy and not the army, which was a lot tougher and you stood a good chance of getting sent to the Border area where South Africa was fighting a guerilla war with Cuban backed Angolan forces. Imagine my shock when they took one third of the Navy intake and put us in The Marine Corp. One day we were living the life of Reilly in the blue navy, the next day we were being chased up hill and dale from pre-dawn till night by a bunch of brutal Leading Seaman with no officers to keep them in check. We were sent off to a tent camp two mile from the Blue navy base and in the evening all the officers would leave and go back to sleep at the Blue navy base, leaving us to the tender mercy of the instructor Killicks. At the end of the three-month basic training half of my platoon of 40 had been medically reclassified because of shin splints, broken legs, torn knees and ankles etc. They found-out I was blind in my right eye (the result of a dart accident when I was five) and reclassified me but because I was so far along in the training, they made me a company clerk and I was based at Marine School in Simonstown for the rest of my two years. It was a position that came with a lot of privileges. I could sleep off base and had a lot of privileges that the officers had. I saw three more intakes of boys come through marine school and be turned into men before my eyes. This was probably the greatest privilege. I learned a tremendous amount and even though I hated it a lot, a lot of the time, I have never laughed and cried so much in such a short time. There were times of pure terror, absolute beauty, tremendous camaraderie, intense hatred and sublime poignancy. After the Marines I went back to work at what was now Clarion Sign Systems. In 1990, we came in to work one day, and the company had closed its doors. Out of work and looking for something more stimulating, my bother told me to join him working on boats in the Mediterranean. John had followed in my father's footsteps and joined the merchant navy. He attended the General Botha like my father and then worked for Safmarine - one of the two big South African shipping companies. After a few years of this, he realized that it was not the career it had once been in my father's day. He left after getting his first mates ticket and went to work on luxury yachts in the Med. This sounded like my type of thing so I bought a one way ticket to Paris, said goodbye to my mother and promising my girlfriend of five years that I would be back when I had saved a bit of money, I boarded the plane and never looked back. Joining my brother's boat, "Balmoral", in Cannes, France, we sailed for Palma de Mallorca, an island off the coast of Spain. I got off there to look for day work on various boats. There was not a lot of day-work around and I was starting to run out of money. I determined that if I got a job, I would work longer harder and smarter than anyone else on the dock. I was lucky and found day-work on 76 ft sailboat "Leonora". The skipper of "Leonora" like my work ethic and decided to keep me on till the end of the summer. All the boats were getting ready to cross the Atlantic for the winter season in the Caribbean, I had resolved to stay in Palma for the winter and work and save money, but after a bust-up with my girlfriend over the phone, a week later, I was on a fifty foot sailboat heading for the Caribbean. Apart from me there were two guys and a girl and we picked up another girl as crew in Gibraltar. She was an Irish girl who, with no money had been living on a raft in the harbor. After a very eventful crossing including a couple of knockdowns, we arrived at the island of Dominica with no water, no food, no engine and broken steering. We made our way to Antigua for New Years Eve 1991 and left for Miami the night that the first Gulf War- Desert Storm started. We arrived in Miami and I spent three months there trying to eke out a living as an illegal alien. Realizing this was not working, I went up to Fort Lauderdale where there was more work on boats. Shortly after this I met Monta, my future wife. When I met her I had $15 to my name. In a bar, I bought her a drink, managed to lose the ten dollars change and was penniless when she left two days later on a job that took her from Florida to Chicago and then New York by boat on the intracoastal waterways. She kept in touch with me and I had found some good work re-finishing a boat's interior. I worked 12 to 14 hours a day seven days a week. On her return, we both had heaps of money (for us in those days), so we rented a car and drove to New Orleans for Fourth of July. Monta and I got on so well so we decided to start working together as chef and mate on boats. We drove to Newport, Rhode Island for the summer season and after working on numerous boats together and apart that season, we flew back to her hometown of San Francisco to meet her family. Her father Mike Zelinsky was in the process of losing his wife, his soul-mate and the love of his life Barbara to a brain tumor and I was privileged to meet her before her passing. Monta is a seventh generation native of San Francisco. When I met her family they were so loving and made me feel so a part of the family that I had no choice but to propose to her. We flew to South Africa in June and were married on the sixth in a small wedding at the Simonstown Marlin and Tuna club. While in South Africa the skipper of " Leonora" called and asked us to come and help do a million dollar refit on the boat in Camden, Maine back in the States. We were thrilled. As we loved the boat and her crew. My hard work in Palma had paid off. We flew from Cape Town to London and then on to Boston and spent the summer in gorgeous Maine. Lots of long hours and seven-day work weeks, then a delivery down to Annapolis in October and we drove back to Fort Lauderdale for the winter season. After a busy season of charters and freelance work, we got a delivery from Miami to Los Angeles via the Panama Canal on a 68 ft sailboat. We shortly realized that the skipper was an incompetent psychopath with a gambling problem. Three days into the trip, he gambled ten thousand dollars of the owners money away, leaving us with nothing for the rest of the trip. We stopped in Jamaica, and then, on the way to Panama, in the middle of the night, two days out of Panama, the propeller shaft broke off. We left the boat in Panama and flew to Costa Rica to visit Monta's Aunt and Uncle who live there. Then we flew back to San Francisco and stayed with Monta's Dad in his beautiful old Victorian house in the middle of San Francisco. We stayed the whole summer and both got our captains licenses. It was a wonderful summer of heat, dripping trees and swirling fog. At the end of the summer, we loaded up the little old car we had bought and drove 5000 miles across country to Fort Lauderdale again. This time, we were looking for a boat of our own to run. We finally got one. It was a sixty-foot sailboat named "Onghiara" based in Turkey. The owner was German and lived in Hamburg. He and his family would come down to the boat in the summer and we moved it around to various exotic locations. We grew to really like and respect them. The first three years we would winter in Turkey. Come April, Dr. Huth and his wife would come down and we would spend a week cruising the beautiful Turkish coastline. Then we would take the boat to Greece, Crete, Malta, Italy, Sardinia, Corsica, Mallorca, then back to Turkey for the winter. It was a great life. A tremendous amount of hard work. Eighteen-hour days, seven days a week during the summer, but seven weeks paid vacation over the winter and plenty of downtime when the owners were not on board helped keep us reasonably sane. In the four years we were on Onghiara, the longest Monta and I were apart was five hours. Otherwise we were together every minute for four years. In 1996, we brought "Onghiara" across the Atlantic and hired my father as crew. It was a great crossing and the first time I had spent any decent amount of time with my father since I was very young. He was the best crew anyone could ask for and my respect for him grew more daily. He was an old salt in the classic sense. He would wash his clothes by tying them to a rope and dragging them behind the boat for a few hours, hang them up to dry and put them right back on without even rinsing them. The salt never bothered him and neither did the sun as I have never seen him put on sunglasses. We arrived in Antigua just before New Years Eve. After a few months in the Caribbean and the Bahamas, we took the boat to Fort Lauderdale and then up to Maine for the summer. While there we drove up to visit my parents who were on their boat in Nova Scotia. I hadn't seen my mother in four years! We stopped in Newport Rhode Island at the end of the summer and started a large refit which we continued in Fort Lauderdale. After a crazy, stressful, exhausting, two month refit, we took Dr Huth and his family back to the Bahamas. By this point we had decided we had had enough of the nomadic life and wanted to settle down. We had bought a house in San Diego which we had rented out. We wanted to start a family and the professional yachting life was wearing thin. The Huths were wonderful people and we couldn't have asked for a better relationship with an owner but it was time to part ways. We agreed that on our return to Fort Lauderdale we would hire a new crew, train them and help them to take the boat to Bermuda. This we did and after a very rough trip to Bermuda we flew back to Miami and then to Cape Town for a well deserved vacation. Susan, Monta's sister and a very good friend of ours Vicki, joined us for an incredible Safari in Botswana. This was probably one of the most incredible experiences I have had in my life... it was that good. After six weeks in South Africa including a trip down the Orange River, we flew back to Fort Lauderdale, picked up Monta's brand new SUV and my parents and embarked upon a 6000 mile zig-zag trip to San Diego, via almost every tourist attraction on the route. We got to San Diego and I loved the house. Monta had bought the house without me seeing it a year before when we were in St. Thomas. It is an old craftsman. Built in 1911, it was our dream house. My parents helped us move in and did more work than four people half their age. The transition from luxury yacht captain and chef, making loads of money, to a shore-based career was a difficult one for both of us. We tried our hand at numerous things and all the dreams and schemes we had all seemed to come to naught. We thought if we just worked really hard at whatever it was, it would work. That had always worked for us before. But no one would give us the chance. After two years things were getting desperate. Then in 1999, I got a job with a large boat dealership called H&S yachts. I worked longer, harder and smarter than anyone else and they liked what they saw so they promoted me rapidly and I am still with them. The company is owned by two wonderful, caring guys who are not just in it for the money. In March 2000, our first child, Sirena Barbara Briant was born. She has been the absolute delight of our lives and we feel very blessed and privileged to have her in our lives. When Sirena was an infant we started to teach her "baby sign language" and she became very good at it. Monta started teaching workshops to other parents to learn baby sign language and has become somewhat of a leader in her field on the subject. In 2003 Monta wrote a book called "Baby Sign Language Basics: Early Communication for Hearing Babies and Toddlers" for a large multi-national publisher and it sold over 20,000 copies in 6 months. This was not the first book she has written. Before Sirena's birth, she sat down and wrote a huge book entitled "A Career as a Yachting Professional: A Practical Guide to Crewing Careers Aboard Luxury Yachts". It was magnificently researched with maps, charts and photos, but it was shelved when Sirena came along and so far, no publisher has picked it up. We are expecting our second child any day now. A boy. He will be called Aiden Dean Briant. Today is the 6th of June 2004, our 12th wedding anniversary. This seems a fitting place to end this story for now, but we look forward to many more adventures in the future!

BRIANT, Paul Stafford

Paul BRIANT | 25 Dec 1965

PAUL STAFFORD[2] BRIANT (MICHAEL[1]) was born on 25 December 1965. He married MONTA ZELINSKY. Paul is the grandson of BARBARA ANNA[7] FLEMMER (JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5], CHRISTIAN AUGUST[4],) born on 23 July 1910 in Boksburg, Transvaal, South Africa and died on 14 May 1984 in Umzumbe, Natal, South Africa. She married THEODORE MAURICE 'BILL' MAST on 31 March ? He was born on 3 March 1900 in Carolina, Transvaal, South Africa and died on 18 February 1996 in Durban, South Africa. ----- PAUL BRIANT - PERSONAL HISTORY WRITTEN IN JUNE 2004 I was born in the town of St.George's, Grenada in the West Indies on Christmas day (1am) 1965. I was delivered by the local midwife, a black lady called Mrs. Chichester. My parents were sailing around the Caribbean and my brother John had been delivered by the same midwife a year and a half earlier. My father, Mike Briant, had had Ying Hong (a Chinese Junk) built in Hong Kong and sailed it from there to South Africa with some friends. In Durban he had met my Mother, Patricia Mast, (Daughter of Bill Mast and Barbara Flemmer). They got spliced and together they sailed round the coast of South Africa and then to the Caribbean. After I was born, they made their way through the Caribbean and the Bahamas to Florida and some time later sold Ying Hong in South Carolina. Being a wooden boat, she was just too much maintenance for a young family. My parents flew to England where my father's family was. Relations between my father and his parents were not very good. The story behind this is interesting. My father's Grandfather, Arthur Briant had a large family and seemed had a habit of running away to sea to escape his domestic duties. His wife (a very imposing and formidable woman) would go down to the docks if he disappeared, look through ships crew lists till she found his name and drag him back home to fulfill his responsibilities. Well one time he signed on to a big ship and changed his name so his wife couldn't find him. Unfortunately he signed on to the Titanic and being a stoker in the boiler room, was probably one of the first to die when the ship went down. This left his wife with nine kids to feed and no source of income. As her husband had changed his name on the crew list she could not prove he was on the ship and was not eligible for compensation. Arthur Briant being the eldest son was forced to go to work at a very young age. He apprenticed as a lock and safe smith and eventually became very sought after and cracked damaged safes and vaults that were bombed during the Blitz in London. He was also Locksmith to the Royal Family I believe. But the impact of the sea taking his father left an indelible mark on him and he never forgave his son (my father), for going to sea. He considered it to be very irresponsible. Consequently, my parents left England and moved to South Africa and I only met my grandparents once after that and can't really remember them. We settled in East London in 1969 in an old wood and corrugated iron house in Amalinda. It had no city water supply only a large underground tank to collect rainwater. It was often full of mosquito larva and who knows what else floated around in that tank. The only electricity we had was for light. We had a wood burning water heater and alcohol stoves to cook on. The place was crawling with rats, mice and frogs and puff adders. On a number of occasions we found LARGE puff adders inside the house. The property was large and in a very rural setting with only scattered neighbors. We had every kind of fruit tree one could imagine and some we had never heard of or seen and have never seen since. A lasting impression of my childhood there is eating fruit, fruit and more fruit. My brother and I went to Amalinda primary school. This was a one roomed school building and the teachers wrote their lessons on a blackboard and easel. Some of the kids rode to school on horseback and tied their horses up outside the school building. I was only there a year when they built a huge, beautiful new school and called it Crew Primary. My father started building a new boat out of Ferro cement and the plan was to go cruising again in a couple of years. Well the difficulties of working an eight-hour day to support a family and make time for some recreation to keep two young active boys stimulated took their toll on the boat building process and the years went by so fast. Most weekends the whole family "worked" on the boat and I remember helping my father bend steel pipes for the boat's frames and then tie a grid work of 1/4 inch rods over the frames and then cover each side of the grid work with five layers of chicken wire. This involved tying thousands of wire ties to hold the wire matrix to the grid. A time-consuming and laborious task. My brother and I and friends spent our free time when we weren't "building the boat", playing in the bush. From sun up to well after sundown we lived the dream of every young boy. Surrounded by bush and with a small dam and lots of streams to play in, a full workshop with all the tools and supplies to build weapons and canoes, we had all that young boys could ask for. On long expeditions, we would hack our way with pangas (machetes) through impenetrable jungles. We got a sheet of corrugated iron, had a convenient road construction crew run over it with their steamroller, and then bent it into the shape of a canoe. With a piece of two-by-four at each end, some nails and some roofing tar and we had ourselves a canoe in which we spent hours fishing in the small dam, with muddy pieces of white bread. One piece on the hook the other in our mouth. We would be called back to the house for dinner, mostly as it was getting dark by a long blast on a Conch horn that we could hear from miles-away in the bush. Our June/ July school holidays were spent with our grandparents. Bill and Barbara Mast had built a house together with Hal Mast-Ingle, Bill's nephew, on the south coast of Natal in the tiny town of Umzumbe. The house was right on the beach and we spent all day playing and fishing in the warm Indian Ocean. Coming back only to stuff down a pile of boiled cabbage, boiled potatoes, boiled chicken and huge mounds of stewed prunes and custard, papaya, bananas and jelly. The weather and surroundings were tropical. The days a blur of warm salty waves, chewing burnt sugar cane, course golden beach sand and the shimmering, silver, teaming life of the annual sardine run. These were the happiest, most fun filled days of a very happy, fun filled childhood. A time of complete freedom. We went wherever we wanted, whenever we wanted, totally unsupervised with not a care in the world, in a time of innocence that has since passed and which my children will probably never experience. In 1976 with the hull of the boat complete but my parents leather- work business battling to support a growing family and boat, my father got an offer of a position as Master of a salvage tug in Cape Town. We packed and moved down there, leaving the boat to be collected later. We loved Cape Town with its beautiful mountains, great diving, sailing weather and every outdoor activity that two (almost) teenage boys could want. Having come from a friendly, small rural town to, the big sophisticated cosmopolitan city I found people aloof and unfriendly. It took some adjusting to get used to this and not feel like the country bumpkin and I found it hard to relate to a lot of the kids who were born and raised in the city. Our priorities and values were so different. For the first few years we lived in Wynberg and my brother and I went to Golden Grove primary in Rondebosch from Std. three to Std. five. It was pretty good school with some excellent teachers. Then we went to high school at Wynberg Boys- a really great school. Although I was never a great student, there were some wonderful teachers there that were passionate about their subjects and managed to sow a few tiny seeds of that passion in a few of those ungrateful little twerps who were lucky enough to be their students. Other teachers just resorted to beating it in to us with the cane or cricket bat... a system that despite today's modern thinking works surprisingly well on a mob of rambunctious teenage boys. Unfortunately the schools main focus and obvious source of pride, was not so much to get us to attain academic excellence but to have us kick the crap out of whatever school we happened to be facing on the rugby field that Saturday. Those who excelled on the sports fields were held up as heroes and lords while straight A students were seldom recognized or acknowledged. Hence I buried myself in sports of every kind, in and out of school to the exclusion of all else in life except "working on the boat". Yes we had brought the boat down from East London to Cape Town by truck. Stuck it in our back yard and worked on it every spare minute when we weren't diving, surfing, playing rugby or climbing mountains. In my last year of high school, my parents bought an old convent in Simonstown that belonged to the Dominican sisters. They called it "Topsail House" and as far as I know it is still there. It was right next to the naval dockyard and having launched the boat and put it on a mooring in Simons Bay, it was easy for my parents to get to the boat to work on it. The involvement of my brother and me in this project, I am ashamed to say, had virtually ended as we were too involved in schools and sports. I got into paddle surfing, entered a lot of contests and lived and breathed surfing and still do to this day. Some of my best memories of Cape Town are surfing the crystal clear, icy cold waves of Noordhoek, Llandudno, Sandy bay and Kommetjie with a stiff South Easter blowing the spray into huge rainbows and the beautiful green mountains rising up from those sparkling white beaches...not a cloud in the sky and the sun beating down and causing heat waves to shimmer on the beach while the sea is as cold as melted ice. My father had left the salvage tug after some notable and very interesting salvages: Pulling a large Taiwanese fishing trawler off the rocks at Cape Agulhas which the whole family went along on the ship for. My brother and I spent seven days in our bunks throwing-up while they slowly clawed that ship off the rocks and then even more slowly dragged her back to Cape Town. A near miss; being dragged backward towards Wittle rocks in False Bay with both engines full ahead and both anchors down, while trying to tow a giant oil drilling platform in the teeth of a north westerly gale. To name only two. He joined the largest fishing company in the Southern Hemisphere, Irving and Johnson as Marine Manager and worked there till my parents left Cape Town on the "new" boat Chi Lin in 1994. After finishing high school in 1984, I went to Cape Technicon to study Plastics Technology. Neither my head nor heart was in it and I did just enough to squeak through. I did learn a lot of physics and materials science which would help me a lot in my future careers but there was a lot more I could have learnt which would have helped me even more. My head was in the surf and my heart was elsewhere...I had discovered girls. Half way through my diploma, I got a job with company that manufactured fiberglass signs. I did quality control and research and development for new products and went to school part time. In 1988 I had to do my two years national service which was mandatory in South Africa at that time. My father being in the marine industry, knew a lot of influential people. Therefore, I was one of the lucky ones who's Daddies managed to wangle them a call-up to the Navy and not the army, which was a lot tougher and you stood a good chance of getting sent to the Border area where South Africa was fighting a guerilla war with Cuban backed Angolan forces. Imagine my shock when they took one third of the Navy intake and put us in The Marine Corp. One day we were living the life of Reilly in the blue navy, the next day we were being chased up hill and dale from pre-dawn till night by a bunch of brutal Leading Seaman with no officers to keep them in check. We were sent off to a tent camp two mile from the Blue navy base and in the evening all the officers would leave and go back to sleep at the Blue navy base, leaving us to the tender mercy of the instructor Killicks. At the end of the three-month basic training half of my platoon of 40 had been medically reclassified because of shin splints, broken legs, torn knees and ankles etc. They found-out I was blind in my right eye (the result of a dart accident when I was five) and reclassified me but because I was so far along in the training, they made me a company clerk and I was based at Marine School in Simonstown for the rest of my two years. It was a position that came with a lot of privileges. I could sleep off base and had a lot of privileges that the officers had. I saw three more intakes of boys come through marine school and be turned into men before my eyes. This was probably the greatest privilege. I learned a tremendous amount and even though I hated it a lot, a lot of the time, I have never laughed and cried so much in such a short time. There were times of pure terror, absolute beauty, tremendous camaraderie, intense hatred and sublime poignancy. After the Marines I went back to work at what was now Clarion Sign Systems. In 1990, we came in to work one day, and the company had closed its doors. Out of work and looking for something more stimulating, my bother told me to join him working on boats in the Mediterranean. John had followed in my father's footsteps and joined the merchant navy. He attended the General Botha like my father and then worked for Safmarine - one of the two big South African shipping companies. After a few years of this, he realized that it was not the career it had once been in my father's day. He left after getting his first mates ticket and went to work on luxury yachts in the Med. This sounded like my type of thing so I bought a one way ticket to Paris, said goodbye to my mother and promising my girlfriend of five years that I would be back when I had saved a bit of money, I boarded the plane and never looked back. Joining my brother's boat, "Balmoral", in Cannes, France, we sailed for Palma de Mallorca, an island off the coast of Spain. I got off there to look for day work on various boats. There was not a lot of day-work around and I was starting to run out of money. I determined that if I got a job, I would work longer harder and smarter than anyone else on the dock. I was lucky and found day-work on 76 ft sailboat "Leonora". The skipper of "Leonora" like my work ethic and decided to keep me on till the end of the summer. All the boats were getting ready to cross the Atlantic for the winter season in the Caribbean, I had resolved to stay in Palma for the winter and work and save money, but after a bust-up with my girlfriend over the phone, a week later, I was on a fifty foot sailboat heading for the Caribbean. Apart from me there were two guys and a girl and we picked up another girl as crew in Gibraltar. She was an Irish girl who, with no money had been living on a raft in the harbor. After a very eventful crossing including a couple of knockdowns, we arrived at the island of Dominica with no water, no food, no engine and broken steering. We made our way to Antigua for New Years Eve 1991 and left for Miami the night that the first Gulf War- Desert Storm started. We arrived in Miami and I spent three months there trying to eke out a living as an illegal alien. Realizing this was not working, I went up to Fort Lauderdale where there was more work on boats. Shortly after this I met Monta, my future wife. When I met her I had $15 to my name. In a bar, I bought her a drink, managed to lose the ten dollars change and was penniless when she left two days later on a job that took her from Florida to Chicago and then New York by boat on the intracoastal waterways. She kept in touch with me and I had found some good work re-finishing a boat's interior. I worked 12 to 14 hours a day seven days a week. On her return, we both had heaps of money (for us in those days), so we rented a car and drove to New Orleans for Fourth of July. Monta and I got on so well so we decided to start working together as chef and mate on boats. We drove to Newport, Rhode Island for the summer season and after working on numerous boats together and apart that season, we flew back to her hometown of San Francisco to meet her family. Her father Mike Zelinsky was in the process of losing his wife, his soul-mate and the love of his life Barbara to a brain tumor and I was privileged to meet her before her passing. Monta is a seventh generation native of San Francisco. When I met her family they were so loving and made me feel so a part of the family that I had no choice but to propose to her. We flew to South Africa in June and were married on the sixth in a small wedding at the Simonstown Marlin and Tuna club. While in South Africa the skipper of " Leonora" called and asked us to come and help do a million dollar refit on the boat in Camden, Maine back in the States. We were thrilled. As we loved the boat and her crew. My hard work in Palma had paid off. We flew from Cape Town to London and then on to Boston and spent the summer in gorgeous Maine. Lots of long hours and seven-day work weeks, then a delivery down to Annapolis in October and we drove back to Fort Lauderdale for the winter season. After a busy season of charters and freelance work, we got a delivery from Miami to Los Angeles via the Panama Canal on a 68 ft sailboat. We shortly realized that the skipper was an incompetent psychopath with a gambling problem. Three days into the trip, he gambled ten thousand dollars of the owners money away, leaving us with nothing for the rest of the trip. We stopped in Jamaica, and then, on the way to Panama, in the middle of the night, two days out of Panama, the propeller shaft broke off. We left the boat in Panama and flew to Costa Rica to visit Monta's Aunt and Uncle who live there. Then we flew back to San Francisco and stayed with Monta's Dad in his beautiful old Victorian house in the middle of San Francisco. We stayed the whole summer and both got our captains licenses. It was a wonderful summer of heat, dripping trees and swirling fog. At the end of the summer, we loaded up the little old car we had bought and drove 5000 miles across country to Fort Lauderdale again. This time, we were looking for a boat of our own to run. We finally got one. It was a sixty-foot sailboat named "Onghiara" based in Turkey. The owner was German and lived in Hamburg. He and his family would come down to the boat in the summer and we moved it around to various exotic locations. We grew to really like and respect them. The first three years we would winter in Turkey. Come April, Dr. Huth and his wife would come down and we would spend a week cruising the beautiful Turkish coastline. Then we would take the boat to Greece, Crete, Malta, Italy, Sardinia, Corsica, Mallorca, then back to Turkey for the winter. It was a great life. A tremendous amount of hard work. Eighteen-hour days, seven days a week during the summer, but seven weeks paid vacation over the winter and plenty of downtime when the owners were not on board helped keep us reasonably sane. In the four years we were on Onghiara, the longest Monta and I were apart was five hours. Otherwise we were together every minute for four years. In 1996, we brought "Onghiara" across the Atlantic and hired my father as crew. It was a great crossing and the first time I had spent any decent amount of time with my father since I was very young. He was the best crew anyone could ask for and my respect for him grew more daily. He was an old salt in the classic sense. He would wash his clothes by tying them to a rope and dragging them behind the boat for a few hours, hang them up to dry and put them right back on without even rinsing them. The salt never bothered him and neither did the sun as I have never seen him put on sunglasses. We arrived in Antigua just before New Years Eve. After a few months in the Caribbean and the Bahamas, we took the boat to Fort Lauderdale and then up to Maine for the summer. While there we drove up to visit my parents who were on their boat in Nova Scotia. I hadn't seen my mother in four years! We stopped in Newport Rhode Island at the end of the summer and started a large refit which we continued in Fort Lauderdale. After a crazy, stressful, exhausting, two month refit, we took Dr Huth and his family back to the Bahamas. By this point we had decided we had had enough of the nomadic life and wanted to settle down. We had bought a house in San Diego which we had rented out. We wanted to start a family and the professional yachting life was wearing thin. The Huths were wonderful people and we couldn't have asked for a better relationship with an owner but it was time to part ways. We agreed that on our return to Fort Lauderdale we would hire a new crew, train them and help them to take the boat to Bermuda. This we did and after a very rough trip to Bermuda we flew back to Miami and then to Cape Town for a well deserved vacation. Susan, Monta's sister and a very good friend of ours Vicki, joined us for an incredible Safari in Botswana. This was probably one of the most incredible experiences I have had in my life... it was that good. After six weeks in South Africa including a trip down the Orange River, we flew back to Fort Lauderdale, picked up Monta's brand new SUV and my parents and embarked upon a 6000 mile zig-zag trip to San Diego, via almost every tourist attraction on the route. We got to San Diego and I loved the house. Monta had bought the house without me seeing it a year before when we were in St. Thomas. It is an old craftsman. Built in 1911, it was our dream house. My parents helped us move in and did more work than four people half their age. The transition from luxury yacht captain and chef, making loads of money, to a shore-based career was a difficult one for both of us. We tried our hand at numerous things and all the dreams and schemes we had all seemed to come to naught. We thought if we just worked really hard at whatever it was, it would work. That had always worked for us before. But no one would give us the chance. After two years things were getting desperate. Then in 1999, I got a job with a large boat dealership called H&S yachts. I worked longer, harder and smarter than anyone else and they liked what they saw so they promoted me rapidly and I am still with them. The company is owned by two wonderful, caring guys who are not just in it for the money. In March 2000, our first child, Sirena Barbara Briant was born. She has been the absolute delight of our lives and we feel very blessed and privileged to have her in our lives. When Sirena was an infant we started to teach her "baby sign language" and she became very good at it. Monta started teaching workshops to other parents to learn baby sign language and has become somewhat of a leader in her field on the subject. In 2003 Monta wrote a book called "Baby Sign Language Basics: Early Communication for Hearing Babies and Toddlers" for a large multi-national publisher and it sold over 20,000 copies in 6 months. This was not the first book she has written. Before Sirena's birth, she sat down and wrote a huge book entitled "A Career as a Yachting Professional: A Practical Guide to Crewing Careers Aboard Luxury Yachts". It was magnificently researched with maps, charts and photos, but it was shelved when Sirena came along and so far, no publisher has picked it up. We are expecting our second child any day now. A boy. He will be called Aiden Dean Briant. Today is the 6th of June 2004, our 12th wedding anniversary. This seems a fitting place to end this story for now, but we look forward to many more adventures in the future!
CHRISTOPHER 'KIT' BERESFORD DIXON[2] CARTER (HARRY DIXON[1]) was born on 18 August 1935 in Johannesburg, South Africa. He married CAROL ANNE SLATER on 8 January 1966 in Port Elizabeth, South Africa. She was born on 23 April 1944 in Port Elizabeth, South Africa. Kit is the grandson of ROSA[6] FLEMMER (TOGER ABO AUGUST[5]) born on 22 November 1882 and died on 13 August 1953 in Bloemfontein, South Africa. She married OSWALD BERESFORD LONSDALE on 15 November 1909 in Cradock, South Africa. He was born on 14 November 1878 in King Williamstown, South Africa and died on 23 December 1943 in Parkwood, Johannesburg, South Africa. ----- CHRISTOPHER CARTER - PERSONAL HISTORY WRITTEN IN 2004 I was born on the 8th August 1935 in Johannesburg and grew up in the Transvaal. I went to boarding school at Dale College King Williams Town. When I left school I worked on a farm in the Cradock District and worked on several other farms in Natal and the Eastern Cape. In 1961 I decided to go farming on my own. I hired a small farm in the Port Elizabeth District. It was a battle as there was no money. I started a 'milk round' delivering milk door to door. This brought in a bit of much needed cash. I was then able to hire a bigger farm. I married Carol Anne Slater on the 8th January 1966; she has been a wonderful wife and my inspiration all these years. We milk Jersey cows, have a small herd of Red Angus and run a flock of Dormer sheep. I enjoyed my rugby days but dairy farming and sport are not compatible. Our son, Trevor Stewart was born on the 14th October 1966. On finishing school he went overseas to get more farming experience. On Jersey Island he met Lisa Cooper and they got married in 1991. They are the 5th generation to farm on 'Winlaton' the Slater family farm in the Port Elizabeth District about 8kms from us. They have no family but are adopting a baby expected in early June. In 1968 we bought the farm 'Surry Hills' in the Port Elizabeth District. We love this farm and all the animals and are very happy here. Our second son, Christopher Neil was born on the 26th September 1970. He also went overseas to get more farming experience. He came back and married Susan Mostert - that didn't last but they have a daughter Sharnei Catherine born 29th January 1993, and she lives with her mother. Neil married Hayley Louray Simpson on 30th May 1998 and they are trying for a family. Neil and I farm together on our family farm 'Surry Hills'. Neil is the 2nd generation on the farm. Our daughter Jennifer Anne born 1st April 1972 married Lindsay Whitfield on the 13th May 1995. They have a daughter Emily Caitlin born 15th March 1999 and a son Gordon Carter Whitfield born 24th March 2002. I am glad I don't live in Johannesburg anymore. I love our heavy air down here on the coast.

CARTER, Christopher Beresford Dixon

Christopher 'Kit' CARTER | 18 Aug 1935 -

CHRISTOPHER 'KIT' BERESFORD DIXON[2] CARTER (HARRY DIXON[1]) was born on 18 August 1935 in Johannesburg, South Africa. He married CAROL ANNE SLATER on 8 January 1966 in Port Elizabeth, South Africa. She was born on 23 April 1944 in Port Elizabeth, South Africa. Kit is the grandson of ROSA[6] FLEMMER (TOGER ABO AUGUST[5]) born on 22 November 1882 and died on 13 August 1953 in Bloemfontein, South Africa. She married OSWALD BERESFORD LONSDALE on 15 November 1909 in Cradock, South Africa. He was born on 14 November 1878 in King Williamstown, South Africa and died on 23 December 1943 in Parkwood, Johannesburg, South Africa. ----- CHRISTOPHER CARTER - PERSONAL HISTORY WRITTEN IN 2004 I was born on the 8th August 1935 in Johannesburg and grew up in the Transvaal. I went to boarding school at Dale College King Williams Town. When I left school I worked on a farm in the Cradock District and worked on several other farms in Natal and the Eastern Cape. In 1961 I decided to go farming on my own. I hired a small farm in the Port Elizabeth District. It was a battle as there was no money. I started a 'milk round' delivering milk door to door. This brought in a bit of much needed cash. I was then able to hire a bigger farm. I married Carol Anne Slater on the 8th January 1966; she has been a wonderful wife and my inspiration all these years. We milk Jersey cows, have a small herd of Red Angus and run a flock of Dormer sheep. I enjoyed my rugby days but dairy farming and sport are not compatible. Our son, Trevor Stewart was born on the 14th October 1966. On finishing school he went overseas to get more farming experience. On Jersey Island he met Lisa Cooper and they got married in 1991. They are the 5th generation to farm on 'Winlaton' the Slater family farm in the Port Elizabeth District about 8kms from us. They have no family but are adopting a baby expected in early June. In 1968 we bought the farm 'Surry Hills' in the Port Elizabeth District. We love this farm and all the animals and are very happy here. Our second son, Christopher Neil was born on the 26th September 1970. He also went overseas to get more farming experience. He came back and married Susan Mostert - that didn't last but they have a daughter Sharnei Catherine born 29th January 1993, and she lives with her mother. Neil married Hayley Louray Simpson on 30th May 1998 and they are trying for a family. Neil and I farm together on our family farm 'Surry Hills'. Neil is the 2nd generation on the farm. Our daughter Jennifer Anne born 1st April 1972 married Lindsay Whitfield on the 13th May 1995. They have a daughter Emily Caitlin born 15th March 1999 and a son Gordon Carter Whitfield born 24th March 2002. I am glad I don't live in Johannesburg anymore. I love our heavy air down here on the coast.
JAMES ANTONY MARK COLE[3]-ROUS (MARCUS COLE[2], JAMES COLE[1]) was born on 10 July 1936 in Wynberg, South Africa. He married EULALIE GLADYS ROWENA FRANZEN on 13 July 1957 in Brakpan, South Africa. She was born on 9 May 1934 in Benoni, Transvaal, South Africa. James is the grandson of ANNA LOUISE[6] FLEMMER (CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born on 28 January 1874 in Cradock, South Africa and died on 22 February 1941 in Observatory, Johannesburg, South Africa. She married JAMES COLE-ROUS on 26 March 1902 in the DRC, Cradock, South Africa. He was born on 25 April 1874, and died 1932. ------ JAMES COLE-ROUS - PERSONAL HISTORY WRITTEN IN MAY 2004 I started school at Rondebosch Boys Prep school, then was sent to St. Johns College in Johannesburg, and left there to live again with my dad in Rondebosch, and was sent to Christian Brothers College Green Point as a day scholar. My final years of schooling were at Paul Roos Gymnasium in Stellenbosch. Then I went to the South African Air force Gymnasium for my basic training. I trained as an Air Gunner/Radio operator, but due to a defect in my inner ear tubes was grounded and served at the Telecommunications Centre at Pretoria Air School 71. After an honourable discharge I went to work in Johannesburg and after a couple of years in sales, I married Eulalie Gladys Rowena Franzsen born May 9, 1934 in Benoni Transvaal, on July 13, 1957 at Brakpan Transvaal. Rowena was daughter of Hugh Earling Franzsen whose father Frank, came out from Norway to Knysna as a boy, with his father Lars Franzsen. They arrived in 1869, together with the Thesen family of Knysna fame, in a little topsail Schooner. One of the Franzsens was a vice president of the South African Reserve Bank in the 60's and some of the girls lived in a house in Oranjezicht, where we visited them while on honeymoon. Rowena's mother was Ellie Staples, whose father owned Hayden near Tafelberg Hall and went on some of the hunting parties organized from Tafelberg Hall. Her grandfather was John Bath Staples who came out with the 1820 settlers, We attended South African Bible Institute, in Brakpan, and were ordained together Sept. 16, 1958 and have served as Pastors of five churches in South Africa, and then joined Mission Aviation an Interchurch service agency providing air transport to missionaries and doctors in third world countries. Rowena was unable to bear children, and we adopted two: Sylvia Joy Cole-Rous born July 20, 1963 in Johannesburg, a Non disclosure adoption. Sylvia finished school and returned to Pietermaritzburg to enter Nursing at Greys. She went on to work for the IRS in Pmbg and met Hilton Myburgh in Pmbg. Sylvia gave birth to Sabrina Courtney Grace Myburgh born March 18, 1997 in Pietermaritzburg. They live in Durban at this time, 2004, she is still with the IRS. John Timothy Cole-Rous born July 4, 1970 in Johannesburg, a Non disclosure adoption. John finished school in Rosamond, California where he met Lorina Renee Ambriz born March 20, 1977 in Lancaster CA John and Lorina were married in San Diego May 20, 1995. Their first child was Alexandria Eyvonne Cole-Rous born Dec 6, 1993. Their second was John Junior Cole-Rous born October 6, 1995 and third Jaylen Timothy Cole-Rous born June 2, 2003. They live in Lancaster CA where John is currently Assistant Superintendent for a Building Construction Company. Rowena and I served with MAF the first year as national Public Relations Officer, and then were sent to Zaire (Belgium Congo) for a year 1973, and flew about 100 hours a month there. Jungle flying in a single engine six seat Cessna 185 tail dragger. We were then placed in Transkei and served there as national operations manager and pilot from Jan '74 to Nov '78. We were then asked to go to the USA on a Sabbatical to obtain a degree in Aerospace Maintenance and get the FAA licenses for Airframe and Powerplant. We did, graduated Magna cum laude and were preparing to return to South Africa. At that point MAF were at a loss to use us as they had closed operations in Transkei and did not have a place to put us with South African Passports! We were simultaneously asked by our Church to take a position in Los Angeles which needed Multi Ethnic experience and Children's Ministry experience. Kids work had been our hobby and we accepted, and spent five years building up a large and successful Children's work for the Church in LA. We resigned to start our on our own as Children's Evangelist, holding special services for all churches in the California and Oregon states. We moved to Missouri early in 2002 and settled in Springfield, and are still travelling to Churches for Special Services. In 2003 we completed a 12 part Video series for Teacher Training and I learned how and edited all 7 hours of film myself. In 2004 we built and launched our own website and are planning several Crusades, 4 or 5 night special series of meetings for Churches in Missouri and Arkansas and Texas. P.S. Marcus had the Cole as a first name, but made it part of our surname as it goes back to the Cole sisters, one of whom married Harry Struben, who found Gold in what is now Johannesburg. May 2004 Update 23 December 2021 -------------------------------------- We spent 65 years in full time ministry and Missions, worked in 15 countries, and ended up in the USA, where I retired from full time ministry. Rowena, my Darling wife of 50+ years was a Registered Nurse and Midwife, and also an ordained minister. We worked as a team, and had a wonderful life. She passed away in Springfield MO, on the first week of December 2007 from a heart attack. She was an only child of Hugh Earling Franzsen, and Ellie Staples. The Staples family farmed not far from Jim Rous at Tafelberg Hall and the farm "Stradbroke" near Middleberg, E. Cape. Ellie trained as a school teacher, and took care of a school on the east side of Knysna. She married into the Franzsen family, who came out of Stavanger, Norway, with the Thesen family. Frans Franzsen had worked for Thesen and volunteered to be the cook on the ship "Albatross" on the journey to South Africa. He settled in Knysna. His son Hugh Earling Franzsen worked for 35 years with the Victoria Falls Water Supply, which later was named ESCOM in the 1950's. Jim Cole-Rous published three books in 2012-14, now available in print or Kindle from Amazon.com. 'Rowena: The Girl Who Wouldn't Quit' is a biography of our life journey. I am currently completing a Master's degree, in order to publish an academic book, which will be a History of the Early Christian Church. It will be written in the culture of the African People, for Bible Colleges in Africa. It emphasizes the connections between the people who are mentioned in the Bible. I hope to get this completed in the year 2022. I am currently being monitored for irregular pulse; after a dual heart bypass in 2016. I will be 86 in July 2022, and live in a fine community village in Springfield MO. My daughter, Sylvia now lives near me, here, and is working in a Mental Hospital. She is now 56 years old, and keeps an eye on me. My website is www.rousministry.org where I post a monthly short blog, and some history, find these by clicking on the tabs along the top of my home page.

COLE-ROUS, James Antony Mark

James COLE-ROUS | 10 July 1936

JAMES ANTONY MARK COLE[3]-ROUS (MARCUS COLE[2], JAMES COLE[1]) was born on 10 July 1936 in Wynberg, South Africa. He married EULALIE GLADYS ROWENA FRANZEN on 13 July 1957 in Brakpan, South Africa. She was born on 9 May 1934 in Benoni, Transvaal, South Africa. James is the grandson of ANNA LOUISE[6] FLEMMER (CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born on 28 January 1874 in Cradock, South Africa and died on 22 February 1941 in Observatory, Johannesburg, South Africa. She married JAMES COLE-ROUS on 26 March 1902 in the DRC, Cradock, South Africa. He was born on 25 April 1874, and died 1932. ------ JAMES COLE-ROUS - PERSONAL HISTORY WRITTEN IN MAY 2004 I started school at Rondebosch Boys Prep school, then was sent to St. Johns College in Johannesburg, and left there to live again with my dad in Rondebosch, and was sent to Christian Brothers College Green Point as a day scholar. My final years of schooling were at Paul Roos Gymnasium in Stellenbosch. Then I went to the South African Air force Gymnasium for my basic training. I trained as an Air Gunner/Radio operator, but due to a defect in my inner ear tubes was grounded and served at the Telecommunications Centre at Pretoria Air School 71. After an honourable discharge I went to work in Johannesburg and after a couple of years in sales, I married Eulalie Gladys Rowena Franzsen born May 9, 1934 in Benoni Transvaal, on July 13, 1957 at Brakpan Transvaal. Rowena was daughter of Hugh Earling Franzsen whose father Frank, came out from Norway to Knysna as a boy, with his father Lars Franzsen. They arrived in 1869, together with the Thesen family of Knysna fame, in a little topsail Schooner. One of the Franzsens was a vice president of the South African Reserve Bank in the 60's and some of the girls lived in a house in Oranjezicht, where we visited them while on honeymoon. Rowena's mother was Ellie Staples, whose father owned Hayden near Tafelberg Hall and went on some of the hunting parties organized from Tafelberg Hall. Her grandfather was John Bath Staples who came out with the 1820 settlers, We attended South African Bible Institute, in Brakpan, and were ordained together Sept. 16, 1958 and have served as Pastors of five churches in South Africa, and then joined Mission Aviation an Interchurch service agency providing air transport to missionaries and doctors in third world countries. Rowena was unable to bear children, and we adopted two: Sylvia Joy Cole-Rous born July 20, 1963 in Johannesburg, a Non disclosure adoption. Sylvia finished school and returned to Pietermaritzburg to enter Nursing at Greys. She went on to work for the IRS in Pmbg and met Hilton Myburgh in Pmbg. Sylvia gave birth to Sabrina Courtney Grace Myburgh born March 18, 1997 in Pietermaritzburg. They live in Durban at this time, 2004, she is still with the IRS. John Timothy Cole-Rous born July 4, 1970 in Johannesburg, a Non disclosure adoption. John finished school in Rosamond, California where he met Lorina Renee Ambriz born March 20, 1977 in Lancaster CA John and Lorina were married in San Diego May 20, 1995. Their first child was Alexandria Eyvonne Cole-Rous born Dec 6, 1993. Their second was John Junior Cole-Rous born October 6, 1995 and third Jaylen Timothy Cole-Rous born June 2, 2003. They live in Lancaster CA where John is currently Assistant Superintendent for a Building Construction Company. Rowena and I served with MAF the first year as national Public Relations Officer, and then were sent to Zaire (Belgium Congo) for a year 1973, and flew about 100 hours a month there. Jungle flying in a single engine six seat Cessna 185 tail dragger. We were then placed in Transkei and served there as national operations manager and pilot from Jan '74 to Nov '78. We were then asked to go to the USA on a Sabbatical to obtain a degree in Aerospace Maintenance and get the FAA licenses for Airframe and Powerplant. We did, graduated Magna cum laude and were preparing to return to South Africa. At that point MAF were at a loss to use us as they had closed operations in Transkei and did not have a place to put us with South African Passports! We were simultaneously asked by our Church to take a position in Los Angeles which needed Multi Ethnic experience and Children's Ministry experience. Kids work had been our hobby and we accepted, and spent five years building up a large and successful Children's work for the Church in LA. We resigned to start our on our own as Children's Evangelist, holding special services for all churches in the California and Oregon states. We moved to Missouri early in 2002 and settled in Springfield, and are still travelling to Churches for Special Services. In 2003 we completed a 12 part Video series for Teacher Training and I learned how and edited all 7 hours of film myself. In 2004 we built and launched our own website and are planning several Crusades, 4 or 5 night special series of meetings for Churches in Missouri and Arkansas and Texas. P.S. Marcus had the Cole as a first name, but made it part of our surname as it goes back to the Cole sisters, one of whom married Harry Struben, who found Gold in what is now Johannesburg. May 2004 Update 23 December 2021 -------------------------------------- We spent 65 years in full time ministry and Missions, worked in 15 countries, and ended up in the USA, where I retired from full time ministry. Rowena, my Darling wife of 50+ years was a Registered Nurse and Midwife, and also an ordained minister. We worked as a team, and had a wonderful life. She passed away in Springfield MO, on the first week of December 2007 from a heart attack. She was an only child of Hugh Earling Franzsen, and Ellie Staples. The Staples family farmed not far from Jim Rous at Tafelberg Hall and the farm "Stradbroke" near Middleberg, E. Cape. Ellie trained as a school teacher, and took care of a school on the east side of Knysna. She married into the Franzsen family, who came out of Stavanger, Norway, with the Thesen family. Frans Franzsen had worked for Thesen and volunteered to be the cook on the ship "Albatross" on the journey to South Africa. He settled in Knysna. His son Hugh Earling Franzsen worked for 35 years with the Victoria Falls Water Supply, which later was named ESCOM in the 1950's. Jim Cole-Rous published three books in 2012-14, now available in print or Kindle from Amazon.com. 'Rowena: The Girl Who Wouldn't Quit' is a biography of our life journey. I am currently completing a Master's degree, in order to publish an academic book, which will be a History of the Early Christian Church. It will be written in the culture of the African People, for Bible Colleges in Africa. It emphasizes the connections between the people who are mentioned in the Bible. I hope to get this completed in the year 2022. I am currently being monitored for irregular pulse; after a dual heart bypass in 2016. I will be 86 in July 2022, and live in a fine community village in Springfield MO. My daughter, Sylvia now lives near me, here, and is working in a Mental Hospital. She is now 56 years old, and keeps an eye on me. My website is www.rousministry.org where I post a monthly short blog, and some history, find these by clicking on the tabs along the top of my home page.
JENNIFER COLE[3]-ROUS (MARCUS COLE[2], JAMES COLE[1]) was born on 8 April 1951. She is the granddaughter of ANNA LOUISE[6] FLEMMER (CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born on 28 January 1874 in Cradock, South Africa and died on 22 February 1941 in Observatory, Johannesburg, South Africa. She married JAMES COLE-ROUS on 26 March 1902 in the DRC, Cradock, South Africa. He was born on 25 April 1874 and died in 1932. ----- JENNIFER COLE-ROUS - PERSONAL HISTORY WRITTEN IN MAY 2004 Jennifer Cole-Rous, born on 8 April 1951. UNISA BA French and Linguistics, UNISA Hons Linguistics. Works as a translator - mainly French and English but also some Italian. Conference and other translation, mainly for big international companies dealing with wine, petrochemical topics and civil engineering. Also Tour Guide, mainly for Italians and preferred guiding jobs involve ending up with the animals in Kruger National Park and being able to photograph them! Have also worked in the wine industry, in marine research, spending some time at sea and in media, but freelancing is tops. Have lived in Stellenbosch, Cape Town, Hermanus, Pietermaritzburg, Rome and now for the past 32 years, in Cape Town. Some of the most significant events in my life are having lived in Italy; having obtained two degrees through part time study; having fairly much mastered both French and Italian which I use daily. In 2002 was at the Inter-Congolese Dialog conference at Sun City for nearly two months. Crewed on a 42' yacht to Luderitz - only three people on board, also on 34' yacht to PE and got caught in a gale off Knysna - a life altering experience. My main loves are travel, wine and food, music, photography, wildlife, reading, foreign movies, entertaining, bargain-hunting at second-hand and charity shops and last but not least, my wonderful Mom, friends and cats. My interest in languages, travel, cooking, sailing and books come from my Mom, Jeanette (née van der Lingen) and my late Dad, Marcus. Future plans/dreams to do a TEFL (Teaching English as a Foreign Language) course, more travel - hopefully to France and Italy for pleasure, throughout SA, particularly the game parks for work, more photography and to do more renovations. To have the time to just be!

COLE-ROUS, Jennifer

Jenny COLE-ROUS | 8 Apr 1951

JENNIFER COLE[3]-ROUS (MARCUS COLE[2], JAMES COLE[1]) was born on 8 April 1951. She is the granddaughter of ANNA LOUISE[6] FLEMMER (CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born on 28 January 1874 in Cradock, South Africa and died on 22 February 1941 in Observatory, Johannesburg, South Africa. She married JAMES COLE-ROUS on 26 March 1902 in the DRC, Cradock, South Africa. He was born on 25 April 1874 and died in 1932. ----- JENNIFER COLE-ROUS - PERSONAL HISTORY WRITTEN IN MAY 2004 Jennifer Cole-Rous, born on 8 April 1951. UNISA BA French and Linguistics, UNISA Hons Linguistics. Works as a translator - mainly French and English but also some Italian. Conference and other translation, mainly for big international companies dealing with wine, petrochemical topics and civil engineering. Also Tour Guide, mainly for Italians and preferred guiding jobs involve ending up with the animals in Kruger National Park and being able to photograph them! Have also worked in the wine industry, in marine research, spending some time at sea and in media, but freelancing is tops. Have lived in Stellenbosch, Cape Town, Hermanus, Pietermaritzburg, Rome and now for the past 32 years, in Cape Town. Some of the most significant events in my life are having lived in Italy; having obtained two degrees through part time study; having fairly much mastered both French and Italian which I use daily. In 2002 was at the Inter-Congolese Dialog conference at Sun City for nearly two months. Crewed on a 42' yacht to Luderitz - only three people on board, also on 34' yacht to PE and got caught in a gale off Knysna - a life altering experience. My main loves are travel, wine and food, music, photography, wildlife, reading, foreign movies, entertaining, bargain-hunting at second-hand and charity shops and last but not least, my wonderful Mom, friends and cats. My interest in languages, travel, cooking, sailing and books come from my Mom, Jeanette (née van der Lingen) and my late Dad, Marcus. Future plans/dreams to do a TEFL (Teaching English as a Foreign Language) course, more travel - hopefully to France and Italy for pleasure, throughout SA, particularly the game parks for work, more photography and to do more renovations. To have the time to just be!
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DE VILLIERS, Daniel

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ROSALIE DOROTHY[8] FLEMMER (OSWALD NOLAN[7], MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5], was born on 4 November 1941 in East London, South Africa. She married MICHAEL LEO DE VILLIERS. He was born December 1941. ----- PERSONAL HISTORY OF SALLY DE VILLIERS (BORN ROSALIE DOROTHY FLEMMER) AND FAMILY - 20 August 2002 04.11.1941 : Born to Oswald and Dorothy Flemmer in East London - the third child 1946 - 1958 : Schooled at Convent of the Sacred Heart, East London 1959 : One year at University of Cape Town studying a B.A. course 1960 +1961 : Completed the B.A. degree at Rhodes doing part of a Sec. Prac. Course at the same time Met Michael Leo de Villiers in 1960. 1960 : Did secretarial work in East London first for an attorney then for the General Manager at Chloride. 14 December 1963 : Married Mike de Villiers 2 May 1965 : Daniel Michael de Villiers was born January 1967 : Mike, Dan and I emigrated to Canada to work in Toronto December 1967: We returned to South Africa to live in East London 5 April 1968 : Robert Peter de Villiers was born 21 August 1970 : Jacqueline Jean de Villiers was born The boys went to De La Salle College after nursery school until it was closed down then moved to Selborne Primary. Jacqui went to Stirling Primary. June 1980 : Moved to Johannesburg for Mike, a partner in Deloitte & Touche, to set up an insolvency division for Deloitte & Touche there. Dan matriculated from Selborne College, remaining as a boarder after we moved. Rob matriculated from King Edwards School in Johannesburg moving there for his High School education. Jacqui matriculated from St Theresa's Convent in Rosebank. Dan obtained a B.Com. degree from Rhodes University then his C.A. through UNISA. Rob obtained a B.Sc. Electrical Engineering degree at UCT and Jacqui had one year at UCT studying B.Sc.Computer Science before moving to Rhodes and completing a B.A. Human Movements degree. Dan is married to Allison (nee Wiener) and has three daughters, Katherine, Sarah-Jane and Frances. Rob is married to Lynette (nee Hulley) and has a daughter, Kerri-Lynne, and a son, Andrew. 1993 : Moved back to East London and Mike started his own business in insolvencies. I started working for him after about two years. 2002 : Still in East London at the same job!

DE VILLIERS, Rosalie (nee Flemmer)

Sally DE VILLIERS | 4 Nov 1941

ROSALIE DOROTHY[8] FLEMMER (OSWALD NOLAN[7], MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5], was born on 4 November 1941 in East London, South Africa. She married MICHAEL LEO DE VILLIERS. He was born December 1941. ----- PERSONAL HISTORY OF SALLY DE VILLIERS (BORN ROSALIE DOROTHY FLEMMER) AND FAMILY - 20 August 2002 04.11.1941 : Born to Oswald and Dorothy Flemmer in East London - the third child 1946 - 1958 : Schooled at Convent of the Sacred Heart, East London 1959 : One year at University of Cape Town studying a B.A. course 1960 +1961 : Completed the B.A. degree at Rhodes doing part of a Sec. Prac. Course at the same time Met Michael Leo de Villiers in 1960. 1960 : Did secretarial work in East London first for an attorney then for the General Manager at Chloride. 14 December 1963 : Married Mike de Villiers 2 May 1965 : Daniel Michael de Villiers was born January 1967 : Mike, Dan and I emigrated to Canada to work in Toronto December 1967: We returned to South Africa to live in East London 5 April 1968 : Robert Peter de Villiers was born 21 August 1970 : Jacqueline Jean de Villiers was born The boys went to De La Salle College after nursery school until it was closed down then moved to Selborne Primary. Jacqui went to Stirling Primary. June 1980 : Moved to Johannesburg for Mike, a partner in Deloitte & Touche, to set up an insolvency division for Deloitte & Touche there. Dan matriculated from Selborne College, remaining as a boarder after we moved. Rob matriculated from King Edwards School in Johannesburg moving there for his High School education. Jacqui matriculated from St Theresa's Convent in Rosebank. Dan obtained a B.Com. degree from Rhodes University then his C.A. through UNISA. Rob obtained a B.Sc. Electrical Engineering degree at UCT and Jacqui had one year at UCT studying B.Sc.Computer Science before moving to Rhodes and completing a B.A. Human Movements degree. Dan is married to Allison (nee Wiener) and has three daughters, Katherine, Sarah-Jane and Frances. Rob is married to Lynette (nee Hulley) and has a daughter, Kerri-Lynne, and a son, Andrew. 1993 : Moved back to East London and Mike started his own business in insolvencies. I started working for him after about two years. 2002 : Still in East London at the same job!
LINDI[2] GEYSER (JOHN[1]) was born on 6 October 1963. She married FRANCOIS CHRISTIAAN ETSEBETH on 26 November 1983. He was born on 10 August 1961. Lindi is the daughter of JOAN OLIVE[8] FLEMMER (GEYSER) (JOHN 'JACK' SWEET DISTIN[7], JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born on 28 March 1928. Joan married JOHN GEYSER in 1949. He was born on 20 September 1919. ----- Lindi Etsebeth nee Geyser, born, 16 October 1963. Matriculated in 1982 at Kelly Greenoaks Finishing School. Worked for Edgars for five years. Currently working for Nedbank (12 years). Married to Francois Christiaan Etsebeth on 26.11.1983. Two children: Kylie, born 25.1.1989 and Talia born 30.10.1990. A qualified aromatherapist, living in Johannesburg, travelled overseas to the UK, Europe and Canada in June 2000 for a month's holiday.

ETSEBETH, Lindi (nee Geyser)

Lindi ETSEBETH | 6 Oct 1963

LINDI[2] GEYSER (JOHN[1]) was born on 6 October 1963. She married FRANCOIS CHRISTIAAN ETSEBETH on 26 November 1983. He was born on 10 August 1961. Lindi is the daughter of JOAN OLIVE[8] FLEMMER (GEYSER) (JOHN 'JACK' SWEET DISTIN[7], JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born on 28 March 1928. Joan married JOHN GEYSER in 1949. He was born on 20 September 1919. ----- Lindi Etsebeth nee Geyser, born, 16 October 1963. Matriculated in 1982 at Kelly Greenoaks Finishing School. Worked for Edgars for five years. Currently working for Nedbank (12 years). Married to Francois Christiaan Etsebeth on 26.11.1983. Two children: Kylie, born 25.1.1989 and Talia born 30.10.1990. A qualified aromatherapist, living in Johannesburg, travelled overseas to the UK, Europe and Canada in June 2000 for a month's holiday.
DENÉ CLAUDIA[8] FLEMMER (KENNETH CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[7], ARTHUR CLAUDE[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) was born on 31 January 1951 in Johannesburg, South Africa and died on 8 July 1995 at Hibberdene, Natal, South Africa She married BRIAN MCLLENNAN FISHER on 12 June 1971. He was born on 8 August 1948 in Johannesburg, South Africa and died on 6 October 1994 in Durban, South Africa. ----- My mom was Dene' Claudia Flemmer, she was born on 31 January 1951. As my aunt said my mom went to Forest High and that’s where she met my dad Brian Mcllennan Fisher (born 8 August 1948). My mom met my dad when she was 14 and as they say...love at first sight. They married on 12 June 1971 when my dad worked at Caress Jewellers as a diamond jeweller. My sister Dianne Lesley Fisher was born 7 August 1972, my other sister Brenda Leigh Fisher was born 13 July 1974 and then myself Elaine Lyn Fisher on 12 November 1975.  By then my father was a well known Estate Agent in the south of Johannesburg and was one of the first agents to begin selling land in what is now Glenvista, my mom was probably the best housewife and home mom we could ever have asked for!!  We all three went to Glenview Primary and then on to Bracken High but moved down to the Natal South Coast in 1990 where Brenda and I attended Port Shepstone High School.  Dianne by then had become a hairdresser. I went to Israel in January 1994 to travel. In October 1994 my dad quite suddenly fell ill with Cancer of the Pancreas and died on 4 October 1994. It was quite sudden and very tragic as he was quite young. On 8th July 1995 my mom was killed in a car accident.  Even more sudden and tragic and only 9 months apart. Us three girls were devastated but managed to get through from the strength of each other.  Dianne is still a hairdresser down in Durban and  married to Lesley McMartin and has three lovely children who are really excelling and would have made their grandparents proud - they are James 12, Jade 10 and Amber who will be 4 in December.  Brenda is a sales manager for a courier company down in Durban and  is married to Barry Lovell Du Plessis and has two beautiful children  who would also make their grandparents proud - they are Kayla 11 and Matthew 5.  I am not married but have been living with my significant other for 10 years now.  His name is Mirko Castellani and as you can tell a true blue Roman Italian.  We have one little girl who is my life and soul her name is Hannah Dene' and she will be 3 in December.  I worked with Mirko in his family restaurant in St Michaels on Sea called Villa Italia after his parents sold up in 2001 we moved to Amanzimtoti and we are now living in Johannesburg where I work at an Insurance Brokerage.

FISHER, Dené Claudia (nee Flemmer)

Dené FISHER | 31 January 1951 - 8 July 1995

DENÉ CLAUDIA[8] FLEMMER (KENNETH CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[7], ARTHUR CLAUDE[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) was born on 31 January 1951 in Johannesburg, South Africa and died on 8 July 1995 at Hibberdene, Natal, South Africa She married BRIAN MCLLENNAN FISHER on 12 June 1971. He was born on 8 August 1948 in Johannesburg, South Africa and died on 6 October 1994 in Durban, South Africa. ----- My mom was Dene' Claudia Flemmer, she was born on 31 January 1951. As my aunt said my mom went to Forest High and that’s where she met my dad Brian Mcllennan Fisher (born 8 August 1948). My mom met my dad when she was 14 and as they say...love at first sight. They married on 12 June 1971 when my dad worked at Caress Jewellers as a diamond jeweller. My sister Dianne Lesley Fisher was born 7 August 1972, my other sister Brenda Leigh Fisher was born 13 July 1974 and then myself Elaine Lyn Fisher on 12 November 1975.  By then my father was a well known Estate Agent in the south of Johannesburg and was one of the first agents to begin selling land in what is now Glenvista, my mom was probably the best housewife and home mom we could ever have asked for!!  We all three went to Glenview Primary and then on to Bracken High but moved down to the Natal South Coast in 1990 where Brenda and I attended Port Shepstone High School.  Dianne by then had become a hairdresser. I went to Israel in January 1994 to travel. In October 1994 my dad quite suddenly fell ill with Cancer of the Pancreas and died on 4 October 1994. It was quite sudden and very tragic as he was quite young. On 8th July 1995 my mom was killed in a car accident.  Even more sudden and tragic and only 9 months apart. Us three girls were devastated but managed to get through from the strength of each other.  Dianne is still a hairdresser down in Durban and  married to Lesley McMartin and has three lovely children who are really excelling and would have made their grandparents proud - they are James 12, Jade 10 and Amber who will be 4 in December.  Brenda is a sales manager for a courier company down in Durban and  is married to Barry Lovell Du Plessis and has two beautiful children  who would also make their grandparents proud - they are Kayla 11 and Matthew 5.  I am not married but have been living with my significant other for 10 years now.  His name is Mirko Castellani and as you can tell a true blue Roman Italian.  We have one little girl who is my life and soul her name is Hannah Dene' and she will be 3 in December.  I worked with Mirko in his family restaurant in St Michaels on Sea called Villa Italia after his parents sold up in 2001 we moved to Amanzimtoti and we are now living in Johannesburg where I work at an Insurance Brokerage.
ASHLEIGH LUIGINA[9] FLEMMER (JOHN MARIUS[8], OWEN JOHN[7], MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) was born on 31 July 1975. ----- PERSONAL HISTORY ASHLEIGH LUIGINA FLEMMER - WRITTEN 22 JANUARY 2003 I went to Kaffrarian High School and Port Elizabeth Technikon, making my career in Marketing and Sales. I have lived in Kingwilliamstown, Port Elizabeth and East London. Significant events in my life have been travelling during the year 2001, experiencing different cultures, meeting wonderful people and realising that happiness can be found exactly where you left, but sometimes you need to take a journey. My motto is to live, laugh and love. What I enjoy the most and think like most Flemmer's do, is to socialise and be around people. I fabric paint, enjoy music, mostly all types and a good read is always welcome. I am actively involved in my church, we encourage each other and help each other a lot and it is really great. I am not a very sporty person but do exercise to try and keep my figure slim and trim! Not always easy I might add, with my height that is surely a disadvantage I am 5 foot 2 inches and have hazel eyes, brown hair and olive skin. I have my mother's looks! It is great to be part of the Flemmer clan and hope to meet many more along the way.!

FLEMMER, Ashleigh Luigina

Ashleigh FLEMMER | 31 July 1975

ASHLEIGH LUIGINA[9] FLEMMER (JOHN MARIUS[8], OWEN JOHN[7], MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) was born on 31 July 1975. ----- PERSONAL HISTORY ASHLEIGH LUIGINA FLEMMER - WRITTEN 22 JANUARY 2003 I went to Kaffrarian High School and Port Elizabeth Technikon, making my career in Marketing and Sales. I have lived in Kingwilliamstown, Port Elizabeth and East London. Significant events in my life have been travelling during the year 2001, experiencing different cultures, meeting wonderful people and realising that happiness can be found exactly where you left, but sometimes you need to take a journey. My motto is to live, laugh and love. What I enjoy the most and think like most Flemmer's do, is to socialise and be around people. I fabric paint, enjoy music, mostly all types and a good read is always welcome. I am actively involved in my church, we encourage each other and help each other a lot and it is really great. I am not a very sporty person but do exercise to try and keep my figure slim and trim! Not always easy I might add, with my height that is surely a disadvantage I am 5 foot 2 inches and have hazel eyes, brown hair and olive skin. I have my mother's looks! It is great to be part of the Flemmer clan and hope to meet many more along the way.!
DANIEL WILFRED GRAHAM[8] FLEMMER (OSWALD NOLAN[7], MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) was born on 30 April 1943 in East London, South Africa. He married PATRICIA MARY ANDERSON on 28 December 1968 in Salisbury, Rhodesia, daughter of JOHN ANDERSON and FLORENCE ELVIDGE. She was born on 30 August 1945 in Choma, Zambia. ----- Born 30th April 1943 at Mater Dei Hospital East London. Eyes: Blue Hair: Brown & curly Height: 6'1" Weight: approx 85kg Build: Medium. Daniel started school at Mrs Fuller's nursery school and spent 2 years there. Then he attended the Sacred Heart Convent School in East London for Sub A and Sub B. Thereafter he attended De La Salle Primary School until Std 6 (aged 12). He attended senior school at St Aiden's Grahamstown, where he matriculated in 1960. He excelled at athletics. He went to Rhodes University where he gained his degree, a Legal B Comm. in 1964. In 1965 he went to Cape Town to do his 3 years' articles at Findlay and Tait while studying for his Law Diploma. He returned to East London in 1968, married Pat Anderson in Harare in December of the same year. Dan went on to become an attorney, Notary and Conveyancer with Drake, Flemmer, Orsmond & Vermaak. Dan and Pat have three sons, Justin, Keith & Peter. Interests: Golf, Rugby, Cricket, Fishing & Opera.

FLEMMER, Daniel Wilfred Graham

Dan FLEMMER | 30 April 1943

DANIEL WILFRED GRAHAM[8] FLEMMER (OSWALD NOLAN[7], MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) was born on 30 April 1943 in East London, South Africa. He married PATRICIA MARY ANDERSON on 28 December 1968 in Salisbury, Rhodesia, daughter of JOHN ANDERSON and FLORENCE ELVIDGE. She was born on 30 August 1945 in Choma, Zambia. ----- Born 30th April 1943 at Mater Dei Hospital East London. Eyes: Blue Hair: Brown & curly Height: 6'1" Weight: approx 85kg Build: Medium. Daniel started school at Mrs Fuller's nursery school and spent 2 years there. Then he attended the Sacred Heart Convent School in East London for Sub A and Sub B. Thereafter he attended De La Salle Primary School until Std 6 (aged 12). He attended senior school at St Aiden's Grahamstown, where he matriculated in 1960. He excelled at athletics. He went to Rhodes University where he gained his degree, a Legal B Comm. in 1964. In 1965 he went to Cape Town to do his 3 years' articles at Findlay and Tait while studying for his Law Diploma. He returned to East London in 1968, married Pat Anderson in Harare in December of the same year. Dan went on to become an attorney, Notary and Conveyancer with Drake, Flemmer, Orsmond & Vermaak. Dan and Pat have three sons, Justin, Keith & Peter. Interests: Golf, Rugby, Cricket, Fishing & Opera.
DAVID CHRISTIAN[7] FLEMMER (CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) was born on 13 February 1916 at Springfield, Tafelberg Station, South Africa and died on 5 August 1978 in Pretoria, South Africa. He married (1) ROSEMARY VERONICA MUSGRAVE on 6 December 1942 in Nelsrust, Natal, South Africa. She was born in April 1922 in the Orange Free State, South Africa and died on 16 December 1958 in Park Street, Pretoria, South Africa. He married (2) JEAN MARY GORDON about 1961 in Pretoria, South Africa. She was born on 30 June 1925 at Vaalwater, Transvaal, South Africa and died on 10 November 2001 in Pretoria, South Africa. ----- As related by his daughter Bev. My Dad, David Flemmer was 48 when I was born, therefore I don’t remember details all that well. He died in 1978 of a stroke, seems a family problem.... I remember my Dad and his brother Aubrey being very close. They used to sip on Gordon’s London Dry gin and tonic, complete with fresh lemon slices. Uncle Aubrey always had a black dirty thumb from puffing on his pipe. These two old geezers used to play snooker every Wed night, and that is when Clive and I used to get a treat!! On these Wednesday nights they always used to visit someone referred to as Granpa Musgrave at an old age home, taking joob-joob sweets for him. Will explain the Musgrave connection later...... David Christian Flemmer worked at Iscor for over 40 years in Pretoria. At some stage I remember him working shifts...You may or may not be aware of the weird set up regarding him and my mother. He was married to a woman by the name of Rosemary Musgrave. They had 2 sons, Christian John and Roger Christian. My mother, Jean Mary Gordon was married to man named Victor Musgrave. They had 3 children, Gordon, Rodney and Colleen. Rosemary and Victor Musgrave were brother and sister! That meant that my parents were brother and sister - law! When the spouses died, my Mom and Dad got married, took all 5 children on honeymoon, and subsequently had Clive and me. Really a case of his, hers and ours. It is at times like this when I wish I had paid more attention to my Dad's stories. I know that when Dad was young he was an alter boy in the Anglican cathdral in Pretoria. He had a great sense of humour as did his siblings. He was a practical joker of note, would be nothing for him to call my Mom to the phone from the furtherest point in the garden, only for her to find no-one there!! He loved doing cryptic crosswords, and even won money as he used to send them in to the Rand Daily Mail. He retired after many years of service to Iscor, paid off the bond, and helped my Mom with a small clothing shop she had.   Although he was a witty man, I believe that he was very strict with our older siblings. When I was born, my 4 brothers were at Pretoria Boys High. Although 2 of these guys have passed away Clive and I were always reminded how lucky we were to have escaped the wrath of the man, who had obviously softened when we came along. We did however learn impeccable table manners, consideration for others, and above all, how to laugh!   He was a real sport fanatic, and belonged to Berea Sports Club. In summer we were always taken to football matches on a Saturday afternoon.......and cricket in winter. He loved the song- 'Don't cry for me Argentina'. What was interesting in his family was the boy-girl; boy-girl; boy-girl combination. He was known as Dave, and was very fair skinned, as are Clive and I.

FLEMMER, David Christian

David FLEMMER | 13 February 1916 - 5 August 1978

DAVID CHRISTIAN[7] FLEMMER (CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) was born on 13 February 1916 at Springfield, Tafelberg Station, South Africa and died on 5 August 1978 in Pretoria, South Africa. He married (1) ROSEMARY VERONICA MUSGRAVE on 6 December 1942 in Nelsrust, Natal, South Africa. She was born in April 1922 in the Orange Free State, South Africa and died on 16 December 1958 in Park Street, Pretoria, South Africa. He married (2) JEAN MARY GORDON about 1961 in Pretoria, South Africa. She was born on 30 June 1925 at Vaalwater, Transvaal, South Africa and died on 10 November 2001 in Pretoria, South Africa. ----- As related by his daughter Bev. My Dad, David Flemmer was 48 when I was born, therefore I don’t remember details all that well. He died in 1978 of a stroke, seems a family problem.... I remember my Dad and his brother Aubrey being very close. They used to sip on Gordon’s London Dry gin and tonic, complete with fresh lemon slices. Uncle Aubrey always had a black dirty thumb from puffing on his pipe. These two old geezers used to play snooker every Wed night, and that is when Clive and I used to get a treat!! On these Wednesday nights they always used to visit someone referred to as Granpa Musgrave at an old age home, taking joob-joob sweets for him. Will explain the Musgrave connection later...... David Christian Flemmer worked at Iscor for over 40 years in Pretoria. At some stage I remember him working shifts...You may or may not be aware of the weird set up regarding him and my mother. He was married to a woman by the name of Rosemary Musgrave. They had 2 sons, Christian John and Roger Christian. My mother, Jean Mary Gordon was married to man named Victor Musgrave. They had 3 children, Gordon, Rodney and Colleen. Rosemary and Victor Musgrave were brother and sister! That meant that my parents were brother and sister - law! When the spouses died, my Mom and Dad got married, took all 5 children on honeymoon, and subsequently had Clive and me. Really a case of his, hers and ours. It is at times like this when I wish I had paid more attention to my Dad's stories. I know that when Dad was young he was an alter boy in the Anglican cathdral in Pretoria. He had a great sense of humour as did his siblings. He was a practical joker of note, would be nothing for him to call my Mom to the phone from the furtherest point in the garden, only for her to find no-one there!! He loved doing cryptic crosswords, and even won money as he used to send them in to the Rand Daily Mail. He retired after many years of service to Iscor, paid off the bond, and helped my Mom with a small clothing shop she had.   Although he was a witty man, I believe that he was very strict with our older siblings. When I was born, my 4 brothers were at Pretoria Boys High. Although 2 of these guys have passed away Clive and I were always reminded how lucky we were to have escaped the wrath of the man, who had obviously softened when we came along. We did however learn impeccable table manners, consideration for others, and above all, how to laugh!   He was a real sport fanatic, and belonged to Berea Sports Club. In summer we were always taken to football matches on a Saturday afternoon.......and cricket in winter. He loved the song- 'Don't cry for me Argentina'. What was interesting in his family was the boy-girl; boy-girl; boy-girl combination. He was known as Dave, and was very fair skinned, as are Clive and I.
DAVID NOLAN[9] FLEMMER (NOLAN GEORGE[8], OSWALD NOLAN[7], MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) was born on 13 August 1975. He married CATHERINE COSSER on 21 September 2002 in the Holy Family College, Parktown, Johannesburg, South Africa. She was born on 7 January 1976 in Johannesburg, South Africa. ----- Personal History Date Of Birth 13/09/1974 I went to Selborne College, East London and have lived in East London, London, Johannesburg. I travelled overseas for 3 years, Studied Chiropractic for 4 years. My interests are rowing, snowboarding, outdoors life, hiking, fishing, and socialising. Grew up at St Anthony East London, enjoyed the life on the river, started studying chiropractic at Wits Tech in 1993, left in 1997 for Kibbutz In Israel, then Egypt, followed by work in London for 2 years. Then backpacked around South East Asia for 11 months (Thailand, Laos, Cambodia, Malaysia, Singapore, India, Nepal). Worked for Tiffindell ski resort for 2 ½ years before starting this year at Canon South Africa. Married to Catherine Cosser Johannesburg 21/09/2002 That's me!

FLEMMER, David Nolan

David FLEMMER | 13 Aug 1975

DAVID NOLAN[9] FLEMMER (NOLAN GEORGE[8], OSWALD NOLAN[7], MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) was born on 13 August 1975. He married CATHERINE COSSER on 21 September 2002 in the Holy Family College, Parktown, Johannesburg, South Africa. She was born on 7 January 1976 in Johannesburg, South Africa. ----- Personal History Date Of Birth 13/09/1974 I went to Selborne College, East London and have lived in East London, London, Johannesburg. I travelled overseas for 3 years, Studied Chiropractic for 4 years. My interests are rowing, snowboarding, outdoors life, hiking, fishing, and socialising. Grew up at St Anthony East London, enjoyed the life on the river, started studying chiropractic at Wits Tech in 1993, left in 1997 for Kibbutz In Israel, then Egypt, followed by work in London for 2 years. Then backpacked around South East Asia for 11 months (Thailand, Laos, Cambodia, Malaysia, Singapore, India, Nepal). Worked for Tiffindell ski resort for 2 ½ years before starting this year at Canon South Africa. Married to Catherine Cosser Johannesburg 21/09/2002 That's me!
ERIC LUDVIG[8] FLEMMER (LUDVIG 'GEORGE' CHRISTIAN[7], JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) was born on 10 December 1936 at Makumu Mission, Kakamega, Kenya and died on 24 July 2003 in Lechlade, Gloucestershire, England. He married ENID MORGAN on 18 January 1964 in St Francis Church, Karen, Kenya. Enid was born on 27 May 1934. ----- His sister Beryl Pickford (Flemmer) writes: The first house I remember us living in was mud and wattle with a thatched roof about 2 miles from where Dad built the home we lived in until adulthood. It was a demolished Hotel; there had been a dozen or more in Kakamega because of the 'Gold Rush' just prior to that time. Eric was about 2 then and Dad had to employ a young native to follow him around because he kept picking up tools and after imitating the builders for a while he would discard them where he was and they got lost. The minder's job was to return them to the rightful owner. Perhaps his love of woodwork and mechanics stemmed from that time, for he certainly was very good at both. Education - as a small boy of 6 he started his school life, like all the rest of us at boarding school. First at the Convent in Eldoret and after about a year he was moved to Kitale Primary School. After passing his Kenya Preliminary Exams in Std 2 he went on to the Prince of Wales High School in Nairobi where after passing Matric was called up for Military Service but was not accepted because of the effect of a childhood illness. He was then conscripted into the Kenya Police Reserve where he served for a year. This was during the Mau Mau Emergency. Most of the young men of Kenya had to contribute in some way. He had pinned his hopes on joining the Kenya Regiment where most of his friends were, but that was not to be. Eric was a good all round sportsman, good enough to enjoy himself. He loved playing Golf best and achieved a 4 handicap. The people of Kakamega all joined together and gave him a set of clubs and a bag for his 21st birthday. He was as happy as a sandboy. Eric did all sorts of jobs, most of them to do with the motor trade in one way or another. One, in about 1955 was for a company dealing in Vespa Motor Scooters, working on the spare parts counter. One day a young American lady walked in and made an appointment to have her Scooter serviced, she was on a journey through Africa. She gave her name as Miss Flemmer, Eric remarked that that was also his name and had intended to ask her a bit more of her family history. Unfortunately he was interrupted and when he turned back she had gone. Could she have been one of our relations in America? Maybe someone could shed some light on this. Eric's wife Enid writes: Our lives together began on 18th January 1964, when we were married in St Francis Church, Karen, on the outskirts of Nairobi, a very small Church overlooking the Great Rift Valley. What a wonderful setting to start our new life. Our reception was held in the beautiful grounds of our friend's home in Kileleshwa, Nairobi. Our life was never dull and we traveled extensively throughout the years of our marriage. Eric's working life was very diverse and he could put his hand to anything that came his way. The thing he enjoyed most was working in the motor trade and he spent a number of years with both British Leyland and Mercedes Benz and, although in a managerial capacity with these companies, his grounding in all things mechanical, taught to him by his Father, served him well and he was able to get his own hands dirty, at the same time teaching those working alongside him. Eric was prepared to tackle anything and if he didn't know how to do something he would soon find out - determined never let anything beat him. He was extremely good at carpentry and as I look around my home now, I look with much affection at the beautiful furniture he has made over the years and which has traveled with us from country to country, luckily, not suffering any damage. It gives me great pleasure and is a constant reminder of the many hours he put into its making and which we both enjoyed to use. I remember the beautiful dolls house that he made while in Kenya for his cousin, Jannett (Croxford)'s daughter' Fiona, complete with all the furniture and bits and pieces that make up a home. This was a Christmas present for her and the joy on that three year old's face was something we never forget - it really was magic. A large part of our married life was spent in Nairobi where we had very satisfying jobs, met many interesting people and had the greatest of social lives. Very happy years in that stunningly, wonderful country. We also spent a short time in Australia and New Zealand but were unable to find satisfactory jobs and it was inevitable that we returned to Kenya. At the end of 1990 we came to England, where Eric, although finding it difficult to settle, threw himself in to the task of making a living working on his own. After a short spell following various pursuits to make a living, we were extremely lucky to be offered the opportunity of becoming General Sales Agent in the UK for Eric's long time friend and business associate, then based in Dar es Salaam and who owned two Safari lodges and a beach resort in Tanzania. This entailed arranging safaris for clients all over the world and, although extremely hard work and demanding, gave Eric enormous satisfaction as it kept him in touch with East Africa and he was able to visit that country each year to keep in touch with anything new that was happening at the lodges, to pass onto the visiting clients. One very important aspect of this adventure was that Eric had such a deep knowledge of everything about East Africa, and apart from the work entailed in getting clients away on their safaris, he was every much an 'advisory service'. No matter how busy he was, they always knew he could be relied upon to give them an answer and, no matter how busy, would find nothing too much trouble; in short, he was always there for them. Our last years together were busy, but happy ones. We were lucky enough to find a very nice home in the Cotswolds, a stunningly beautiful part of England and very peaceful; although I will hasten to add that Eric also enjoyed the hustle and bustle of London, which surprised me, where he was to work for a very short spell in the mid 1980's. Although I really don't think that Eric ever came to terms with living in England, at least the work we were doing, kept him in touch with his beloved Africa until the day he died and I shall always be grateful that this opportunity came our way. His untimely death came with enormous suddenness and has left me bereft, but I do feel very grateful that he was absorbed in something that he enjoyed so much and we worked together as a team until the end, never being bored in each other's company. To close, I can only say that, little did I realize that my decision to spend a couple of years in Africa all those years back, would design my future life and I feel blessed to have found and spent almost 40 years with Eric, a truly great man of enormous integrity, very loving, caring and thoughtful in every way. I miss him desperately and although I feel that we should have enjoyed many more years of happiness, I count my blessings every day and am so grateful for our life together. [2005]

FLEMMER, Eric Ludvig

Eric FLEMMER | 10 Dec 1936 - 24 July 2003

ERIC LUDVIG[8] FLEMMER (LUDVIG 'GEORGE' CHRISTIAN[7], JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) was born on 10 December 1936 at Makumu Mission, Kakamega, Kenya and died on 24 July 2003 in Lechlade, Gloucestershire, England. He married ENID MORGAN on 18 January 1964 in St Francis Church, Karen, Kenya. Enid was born on 27 May 1934. ----- His sister Beryl Pickford (Flemmer) writes: The first house I remember us living in was mud and wattle with a thatched roof about 2 miles from where Dad built the home we lived in until adulthood. It was a demolished Hotel; there had been a dozen or more in Kakamega because of the 'Gold Rush' just prior to that time. Eric was about 2 then and Dad had to employ a young native to follow him around because he kept picking up tools and after imitating the builders for a while he would discard them where he was and they got lost. The minder's job was to return them to the rightful owner. Perhaps his love of woodwork and mechanics stemmed from that time, for he certainly was very good at both. Education - as a small boy of 6 he started his school life, like all the rest of us at boarding school. First at the Convent in Eldoret and after about a year he was moved to Kitale Primary School. After passing his Kenya Preliminary Exams in Std 2 he went on to the Prince of Wales High School in Nairobi where after passing Matric was called up for Military Service but was not accepted because of the effect of a childhood illness. He was then conscripted into the Kenya Police Reserve where he served for a year. This was during the Mau Mau Emergency. Most of the young men of Kenya had to contribute in some way. He had pinned his hopes on joining the Kenya Regiment where most of his friends were, but that was not to be. Eric was a good all round sportsman, good enough to enjoy himself. He loved playing Golf best and achieved a 4 handicap. The people of Kakamega all joined together and gave him a set of clubs and a bag for his 21st birthday. He was as happy as a sandboy. Eric did all sorts of jobs, most of them to do with the motor trade in one way or another. One, in about 1955 was for a company dealing in Vespa Motor Scooters, working on the spare parts counter. One day a young American lady walked in and made an appointment to have her Scooter serviced, she was on a journey through Africa. She gave her name as Miss Flemmer, Eric remarked that that was also his name and had intended to ask her a bit more of her family history. Unfortunately he was interrupted and when he turned back she had gone. Could she have been one of our relations in America? Maybe someone could shed some light on this. Eric's wife Enid writes: Our lives together began on 18th January 1964, when we were married in St Francis Church, Karen, on the outskirts of Nairobi, a very small Church overlooking the Great Rift Valley. What a wonderful setting to start our new life. Our reception was held in the beautiful grounds of our friend's home in Kileleshwa, Nairobi. Our life was never dull and we traveled extensively throughout the years of our marriage. Eric's working life was very diverse and he could put his hand to anything that came his way. The thing he enjoyed most was working in the motor trade and he spent a number of years with both British Leyland and Mercedes Benz and, although in a managerial capacity with these companies, his grounding in all things mechanical, taught to him by his Father, served him well and he was able to get his own hands dirty, at the same time teaching those working alongside him. Eric was prepared to tackle anything and if he didn't know how to do something he would soon find out - determined never let anything beat him. He was extremely good at carpentry and as I look around my home now, I look with much affection at the beautiful furniture he has made over the years and which has traveled with us from country to country, luckily, not suffering any damage. It gives me great pleasure and is a constant reminder of the many hours he put into its making and which we both enjoyed to use. I remember the beautiful dolls house that he made while in Kenya for his cousin, Jannett (Croxford)'s daughter' Fiona, complete with all the furniture and bits and pieces that make up a home. This was a Christmas present for her and the joy on that three year old's face was something we never forget - it really was magic. A large part of our married life was spent in Nairobi where we had very satisfying jobs, met many interesting people and had the greatest of social lives. Very happy years in that stunningly, wonderful country. We also spent a short time in Australia and New Zealand but were unable to find satisfactory jobs and it was inevitable that we returned to Kenya. At the end of 1990 we came to England, where Eric, although finding it difficult to settle, threw himself in to the task of making a living working on his own. After a short spell following various pursuits to make a living, we were extremely lucky to be offered the opportunity of becoming General Sales Agent in the UK for Eric's long time friend and business associate, then based in Dar es Salaam and who owned two Safari lodges and a beach resort in Tanzania. This entailed arranging safaris for clients all over the world and, although extremely hard work and demanding, gave Eric enormous satisfaction as it kept him in touch with East Africa and he was able to visit that country each year to keep in touch with anything new that was happening at the lodges, to pass onto the visiting clients. One very important aspect of this adventure was that Eric had such a deep knowledge of everything about East Africa, and apart from the work entailed in getting clients away on their safaris, he was every much an 'advisory service'. No matter how busy he was, they always knew he could be relied upon to give them an answer and, no matter how busy, would find nothing too much trouble; in short, he was always there for them. Our last years together were busy, but happy ones. We were lucky enough to find a very nice home in the Cotswolds, a stunningly beautiful part of England and very peaceful; although I will hasten to add that Eric also enjoyed the hustle and bustle of London, which surprised me, where he was to work for a very short spell in the mid 1980's. Although I really don't think that Eric ever came to terms with living in England, at least the work we were doing, kept him in touch with his beloved Africa until the day he died and I shall always be grateful that this opportunity came our way. His untimely death came with enormous suddenness and has left me bereft, but I do feel very grateful that he was absorbed in something that he enjoyed so much and we worked together as a team until the end, never being bored in each other's company. To close, I can only say that, little did I realize that my decision to spend a couple of years in Africa all those years back, would design my future life and I feel blessed to have found and spent almost 40 years with Eric, a truly great man of enormous integrity, very loving, caring and thoughtful in every way. I miss him desperately and although I feel that we should have enjoyed many more years of happiness, I count my blessings every day and am so grateful for our life together. [2005]
JOHN SWEET DISTIN[7] FLEMMER (JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) was born on 15 January 1905 and died 1980. He married MURIEL BENTALL. She was born on 6 May 1902 and died on 15 March 1994 in Johannesburg, South Africa. ----- The J S D Flemmer Branch of the Flemmer Family Tree By Joan Olive Geyser A short family history written by Joan Olive Geyser nee Flemmer.....sent to me (Ludvig) shortly after Maurine passed away and Joan requested that I add to this history facts and anecdotes as I saw them......and pertaining to the John Sweet Distin Flemmer's in particular. Joan's book reads as follows:- "John Sweet Distin & Muriel Flemmer were born on the 16th January 1905 & the 6th May 1902 repectively... Muriel being the eldest of the couple. "My grandfather, John Distin Flemmer (Jack)....brother of The Little Dane - Louie, was born in 1872 & had seven brothers & sisters. The children grew up on a large farm in the Cradock district where they all worked very hard. Later in life John Distin (Jack Snr) left to work on the Rand Mines on the Witwatersrand. ERPM in Boksburg....LF thinks...and married Maud Croxford in 1899. John Distin & Maud Flemmer had seven children:- Madge, Doris, John (Jack Jnr), Ludvig (Lollie), Neville (Nick), Gwenneth (Gwen) & Barbara (Bobby). The twins, Ludvig & John or "Lollie & Jack" were born in Morekwen, Bechuanaland...(Botswana now). The family were sheep farming but this area was too hot and the grass too long for good sheep farming. When Jack contracted Polio at the age of 4, the family returned to the Rand to be near to doctors etc. Later the family bought the farm Schoongezicht ...east of Klipriver and Henley-on-Klip. Jack senior died in 1920 at Schoongezicht. Maud then moved to Johannesburg and lived in Yeoville with her seven children. In 1928 Ludvig & Neville immigrated to Kenya to join Madge who was staying with Marius & Salvator Flemmer. Both young men did well. Lollie obtained a forest concession to cut timber for the production of charcoal for the East African Railways and later he opened a motor garage. Nick did well with Pyrethrum plants for the manufacture of insecticides. During a hunting expedition Nick was mauled by a lioness and his eldest sister Madge nursed him day and night back to health....he finally succumbed at the age of 76 in Madge's cottage on her daughters farm...near Howick South Africa. My Dad, John Sweet Distin (Jack junior), married Muriel Bentall in 1926 and they had five children:- Maurine, Joan, Ludvig, John & Joyce. Jack was a farmer at heart and had a farm shop & butchery at Schoongezicht. During hard times Jack found work in Johannesburg and lived with his mother Maud returning week-ends to his family on the farm at Schoongezicht....riding his "free-wheel" bicycle and pressing half-way forward with his stronger leg. When the farm shop burned down...they had an Indian tenant Mohammed...Jack & Muriel moved to Johannesburg. However we eventually returned to a dairy farm at Schoongezicht when World War 2 was declared. Dad kept saying that a city was the most dangerous place to be in during wartime from the point of view of saturation bombing... and on the farm we stood a better chance. As Dad was a polio cripple with both legs badly affected he could not go to war.... but his twin brother Lollie was a Major in the East African Rifles in Kenya and did service in Burma. Dad had a dairy farm at Schoongezicht during the war. As part of his war effort Dad and Mom used to invite young airmen to the farm for a break away as their parents were in England. Dad had to be up at 2 o'clock in the morning to see to the milking and to get it to the depot in Johannesburg on time. Weekends it was great fun riding the donkeys and feeding the calves, chickens and pigs. Ludvig was put in charge of the vegetable garden and was very proud of the quantity and quality of the produce. All done with Muriel's encouragement and Jack's support. Our visitors would return to their homes with loads of pumpkin, potatoes and greens of all descriptions. On Sunday afternoons Ludvig loved to make a batch of pancakes for the family. We children were not happy at boarding school so chose to cycle six miles to catch the train to school. What wonderful support Ludvig got from his two sisters whenever he was involved in a fight with school friends. When a stone-throwing match broke out one afternoon after school Ludvig was struck by a stone on the head. Blood cascading down his face he was taken into the railway station waiting room in Meyerton by his two devoted sisters and doctored most anxiously with tears running down their pretty faces. So protective to their little brother, Maurine and Joan have always been quietly in the background giving me their support in all my many battles through life. In rainy weather the sand roads on the farm were muddy and when the wind blew against us, cycling was tough going for children. We developed massive calves and thighs and Dad was proud that his children had strong muscular legs. Winters were bitterly cold and cycling to school we were smothered in balaclavas, scarves, double socks and thick sheepskin gloves to protect us from "jack frost". Near the Klip River we would stop and make a small fire from bluegum leaves to warm up for the last lap to Daleside railway station. We survived to become a pretty tough group of kids. By this time John Oliver was big enough to join us cycling to school and we used a "riem" from his bicycle to Maurine's to pull him along when he was tired or when the wind blew against us. He soon grew up strong as a horse and did his own pedalling. Jack was an active man despite his disability, and I (Joan) remember how he taught us to cycle by giving us a push and saying "Pedale" and we finally came to a dead stop against a fence. We were taught to swim the same way. Jack wanted to ensure that his kids were well equipped for the life ahead and he spent a lot of time and petrol teaching us to drive his old Ford car. He succeeded just fine. He also was a man of culture and could recite Shakespeare and play the violin and the banjo. His vamping on the piano was sufficiently expert to enable us to enjoy singsongs and happy hours on the farm, as we did not have radios and TV to entertain ourselves with. Muriel used to see that we kept up with our homework and exercised a firm yet kindly discipline. Sundays we climbed the hill nearby and at the top Dad always played his banjo and sang our favourite songs until lunchtime. A big roast lunch cooked by mother Muriel awaited us at home. We all still love the area in which we grew up. I (Joan) remember my first horse ride on a neighbour's horse. The horse decided it was time to go home and bolted. As he rounded the corner at great speed I flung my arms round his neck which made him stop. Dad was on his way in the car to pick up the pieces!!! He was mightily relieved to find me shaken but not hurt. A pet kicking rooster & buffing calf ruled the roost in the farmyard. It was fun dodging them until the calf grew too big. Grandpa Bentall was a sharp shooter with Ludvig's pellet gun as he used to shoot for the pot in Basutoland were Muriel grew up. He loved animals, especially Flash our Alsatian. Maurine remembers... Before the war was declared in 1939 , we lived in Johannesburg for five years. The Wemmer Pan & Pioneer Park were nearby and our Alsatian dog enjoyed swimming in the Pan. One day Dad took us boating on the Wemmer Pan and Flash swam after us and climbed into the boat, nearly tipping us all out. We owned a huge oxwagon on the farm...cappy tent and all, which was drawn by eight oxen and one day we all went for a picnic at Klipriver. What fun....slow progress....so we could jump off the wagon and walk alongside picking flowers and playing. At the river while swimming we saw a snake swimming past....rather frightening as Mommy and Daddy had just got out of the water!!! This wagon was used to take us to "Nagmaal" in Heidelberg. Ludvig remembers the 1938 trek to commemorate 100 years of the Groot Trek. On the farm we entertained our friends and neighbouring farmer's with a gramophone. We had cardboard cartoons which we could place on the turning record and this would give an amusing animation. We had running red indians and dancing skeletons and the farm kids thought this was magic!! Or Dad Jack would play the piano and sing our favourite songs so we had good fun. Prisoners of war from Zonderwater, near Culinan, North-east of Pretoria, worked on the farm for a year and they sang beautiful Italian songs. Mother Muriel had to include pasta and wine in their supper daily. They had to report regularly to Klipriver police station. In Johannesburg while cycling to school the chain slipped off Maurine's bicycle and she sped out of control down a steep hill in Rosebank. Much to our relief a black man rescued her by grabbing hold of her back-satchel. On the farm Maurine also had a bad experience while cycling to school: A car passed too close and her wheels skidded on the slope of the road, landing her face first in the dust. Blood gushed and her face and body was badly grazed & bruised, especially her lips nad mouth. In Johannesburg, 9 year old Ludvig decided to make a boat out of a halved drum and was nearly drowned when it sank in the middle of the Wemmer Pan. Ludvig and 5 year old John were always exploring the Wemmer Pan area, climbing the mine dumps and digging tunnels and generally giving Mother Muriel grey hairs. One day a car in the street ran out of control, heading for our garden gate on which John was swinging. Luckily he swung the gate open when he saw the bakkie coming so he was not hurt!!!! Ludvig remembers so well how Maurine and Joan used to keep a sharp eye on the two boys with a little of a wild streak in them. When Ludvig was 8 years old he was very ill in the Johannesburg Children's Hospital with double pneumonia. After 7 months when there was no hope left, he was miraculously healed by the dear Lord. During Ludvig's illness , Joan had a very sore throat and was confined to bed for a time. Months later doctors diagnosed diphtheria as her throat was scarred and she had a speech defect and had to have therapy at Wits University clinic. Maurine was 20 when our youngest sister Joyce was born. Maurine and Joan were working in Johannesburg at the time, staying with Aunt Doris in Joubert Park. Ludvig was on the farm with Mom, Dad and John. Ludvig distinctly remembers the night Mother Muriel started getting contractions. This was a grown up experience happening.....a baby coming!!! What excitement and anxiety!!! Dad and I got the old Ford out of the garage and loaded blankets and warm clothing into the car as it was bitterly cold with an early winter starting at the end of May. We set off for Vereeniging to the maternity home and with mother Muriel letting out a cry of agony from time to time Dad could not go any faster for fear of bringing on the birth of the baby. We got as far as the old power station at Redan, just 5 kms from Vereeniging when the old Ford decided that that was far enough!!! We looked in the engine but could not make the old car go!!! Dad was getting frantic listening to Muriel's cries. So he walked out into the roadway on his crutches and forced a car to stop and take Muriel and himself to the nursing home. I stayed in the freezing car to take care of it and to explain to anybody who wanted to know that a baby was coming!!! When it was light Dad came back to the car and found me half frozen....but happy, saying I had a baby sister and that we had to think of a good name for her. How proud I felt at having had a hand in the birth of Joyce. Later Ludvig left the farm to start his apprenticeship as a Telephone & Telegraph Electrician and stayed with Aunt Doris, and cousin Leslie; with Maurine and Joan in the flat in Joubert Park. Jack, Muriel, John at 12 and Joyce at a tender 1 year old left Schoongezicht for Kenya as Lollie suggested they come to Kenya and help him with his business. They returned to Schoongezicht after a year, as there was no future for them in Kenya and they missed the other three children so much. Soon after Maurine married Frank and went to live in Durban. A year later Joan married Johnny Geyser and as they did not have children until the seventh year, Joan enjoyed sewing, walking and playing with Joyce, who was such a cute little girl. Through the years we always had family gatherings on birthdays and Christmas, so have always been a closeknit family. Grandpa Oliver Bentall lived with us on the farm and our Uncle Oliver also lived with us for a few years, working on the farm in every way. Jack died in 1980 aged 75 years and Muriel passed on 14 years later aged 92, leaving five children and their spouses; 12 grandchildren & 7 great grandchildren. With seven Flemmer males to carry on the Flemmer surname.... the John Flemmer surname. May we have many more "Jacks" in the pack!!! The Ludvig Austin Dean Flemmer side of the story with requests to Peter Dean and Dennis Patrick Flemmer and their children to continue this family history, adding anecdotes & incidents as time goes marching on:- I (Ludvig....Lu) was determined to be the farm boy who went to the ....B I G C I T Y ....and made good!!! Well I was very well equipped with determination and fine physical health....so I had a good start. I wrote the S A Railways entrance test and succeeded in getting a job as an apprentice Telephone & Telegraph Electrician. This was a tough and lonely time in my life but I was determined that I would make the very best of it and some how turn this knowledge I was getting into a fine advantage. It is tough growing up to manhood when your family is far away in Kenya...or even if you are at home with everybody. You see, as a young boy I did not know exactly what it was I wanted out of life apart from getting enough money to live on. A year or two later I learnt to let the daily events of work and play take their natural course without forcing things into impossible shapes etc. Most evenings were spent in doing homework on the technical courses I had to do to qualify as a T & T Electrician. I enjoyed radio technical repairs & finally qualified enough to get a good position in the Automatic Telephone Exchange in Germiston. Apprentices had to spend 4 months of each year doing intensive theoretical training. We attended a college in Kroonstad...O F S. This college was a converted airforce base and is still used as an airstrip. On the farm we used to have church services on the Kent Farm at Henley-on-Klip. The Anglican Minister was a Reverent Burness with a fine voice with a fascinating way of putting his point of view across. When we arrived in Johannesburg we found that Reverent Burness was the minister at the Bezuidedhout Valley Anglican Church. I lived with Dad and Mom in Troyeville so Sundays we went to Mr Burness's church in Bez Valley. I was put in charge of the church's Boys Brigade... and met every Thursday evening for fun evenings, boxing, musical sing songs and of course Boys Brigade business....drilling planning walks and camping expeditions. We also had to raise funds for the church charity organisation. One evening I called upon the young people to help me get a dance organised.....& we would charge one pound (sterling) per couple & hold the dance in the church hall. We would hire the services of a 3 piece band and I then delegated several young folks to do certain jobs......Estelle was one of them!!! Estelle has two old friends...Nick & Maureen Els...they were full of fun and always took us dancing with them. It was a regular monthly outing and we all became pretty good dancers. I later was Best Man at Nick & Maureen's wedding. I only just got to the church on time as I was on "stand-by" call-out service as a Telephone Technician and was called out to repair a line fault at Jupiter Station. As a young, unmarried, Technician on the S A R & H; my monthly salary was pretty small, so I decided to try my luck "outside" the "safe" employment of the Railways. I joined up with a contracting firm doing electrical installations in power stations at a higher salary; but was sent to Vierfontein; in the Klerksdorp/Orkney district....a long distance from my lady-fair. Since love can not span distance very successfully. I decided to give up this job and come back to Johannesburg. I resumed my Telephone career and felt very much better. I worked for Communication Systems of South Africa (Pty) Ltd. CSSA was a subsidiary of ATE - Automatic Telephone & Electric, Liverpool, England. I stayed 14 years and really enjoyed my career as I was placed in charge of Port Elizabeth Branch and was my own boss. After a year, I proposed to Estelle and we got married on the 21st May 1955. I was 26 years of age and felt INVINCIBLE. Peter was born on the 10th July 1956 and man-o-man I was the proudest of proud Dad's!!! We stayed in P.E. for 2 years and paid off our furniture, which was on a 2 year Hire Purchase contract. We decided to return to Johannesburg as Estelle missed her family terribly and wept and wept for them. So we started over again in Pretoria. Dennis Patrick Flemmer was born at the Maryfont Maternity Clinic and as the two boys grew up I enjoyed planning all sorts of things, like radio controlled boats, U - control aeroplanes and long touring holidays to all our wonderful game parks. We managed to get a used caravan from Estelle's Dad and with our Austin-A55 we travelled slowly along. We were frightened by a large bull elephant who came charging with ears flapping!! I released the clutch too quickly at full rev's and we could not get away as the wheels were spinning on the gravel roadway!!! The weight of the caravan behind was holding us back!!!! With all the noise the elephant decided to back off and leave us to recover our breaths. On another occasion the car stalled in the game reserve, so I had to get Estelle to drive while I tried to push the car to start it. It started and Estelle kept on driving and I had to run full-speed after the car, fearing that if I was left behind, I would be eaten up by a Lion!!! I worked very hard at my job in Pretoria and pretty soon the Company CSSA was making good money. Just as I got everything organised; Plessey UK acquired all the assets of AT & E in Liverpool. This meant that the Pretoria Branch had to close down. I was moved to Johannesburg to become assistant National Sales Manager. I ended up doing all the Public Tendering work. Then I became manager of the Mine & Spares Division and spent weeks away from my family travelling around to all the Gold, Platinum and Coal Mines in South Africa. An acquaintance, Neville Baldwin, was General Manager for AEI Henley Telecomm division; and unknown to me, had intended to resign and start his own business as he had purchased a "Golden Egg" franchise in Durban. The day he left AEI Henley, I was given the opportunity to apply for the now vacant position as GM Telecomm. I got the job! After 2 years I left to join STC, now owned by Bill Venter - now Dr. Bill Venter. At last we had a fully South African Telecommunications industry. STC's factory is located in Boksburg; I received a very thorough training in sales technique with important colleagues like Trevor Heunis, David Keemer, Dave Rock, Archie Kirby & Les Vijoen. Our sales target in 1976 was R1million each per annum; somehow we all achieved this enormous amount of money for the Company. My greatest motivation to achieve this target; was my driving determination to provide my two sons with a University Education as both showed great promise at school. Strange how a man gets motivation; whenever I felt discouraged and depressed, I would give myself a "Pep" talk....."you don't owe it to yourself or your wife...but to your children." So I would pick myself up and get stuck-in and sell, sell, sell. I was very keen and successful and grew very fussy about my general appearance; my shoes had to gleam......there is only one chance to make a first impression! Peter was at Wits University for 2 years but decided to pursue a career in the South African army. He did well and received a commission as Lieutenant in the Heavy Artillery. Peter spent hair raising times at the front in Angola; being bombed and shot at and having all manner of close shaves. Still a daredevil, he bails out of aeroplanes and does bungy jumps off the Storms River Bridge and white-water rafting down the Victoria Falls Gorge! Peter is a very devoted "Dad" and dotes over his daughter Aiden and son Oliver Dean. Both red headed good lookers. This is Peter's greatest motivation...."he owes it to his children" to succeed in business. Peter has his own electrical contracting concern & is now a 40% member of Telephone Installation Management cc; trading as T I M cc.(Ludvig's business). Peter is married to Laurette (nee RODE). Laurette, a highly qualified nursing sister, has done long duty in ICU's and has specialised in baby care & baby problems of a very heart-breaking nature. Dennis has the tenacity of a Bull Dog!! Once he gets the bit between his teeth it's "goodbye nice guy" - hello strong Brains!! Dennis also did his bit for "King & Country" and achieved an army commission as Lieutenant.. Den-Den qualified himself by correspondence education through the University of South Africa. Have you tried to study by correspondence!?........You have to work like a horse!! Well Dennis Patrick Flemmer is now fondly known as "Dr. D" He gained a degree Bachelor of Arts, majoring in psychology and has an extensive practice in place in Johannesburg North. Dennis has two children; Devon and Natasha, He is married to Yvonne, (nee Jeans) a qualified nursing sister who is also tough as nails in defence of her family but generally of a fine nature. Dennis is a champion archer in his spare time. Represented RSA in New Zealand and has achieved a top status as RSA's number 1 Archer. He is fond of camping and when his two children have school holidays; he closes his practice and takes them all on a camping holiday. Today is 21st February 2001. I am very fortunate to have come through a major operation to remove a malignant tumour from my colon. Yesterday's catscan and tests proved that my surgeon did a fine job of removing this obstruction and I can continue with a happy, active life in the Telecommunication Industry. Peter Dean Flemmer will take over 100% in December 2001 and T I M cc will become his business. Selling, installing & supporting PABX telephone system to customers. We are Hymax PABX Dealers. I will retire properly at age 71.5 years of age!! Our 4 grandchildren are doing fine. Two Flemmer Boys and two girls. Estelle and I hope to be with the Herberts over Easter, with Joan. Estelle and I will find accommodation at a nearby B & B. What a wonderful gathering of Flemmer's and relations this will be!! Regards, Ludvig Austin Dean Flemmer. 21/02/2001.....

FLEMMER, John 'Jack' Sweet Distin

John 'Jack' FLEMMER | 15 Jan 1905 - 1980

JOHN SWEET DISTIN[7] FLEMMER (JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) was born on 15 January 1905 and died 1980. He married MURIEL BENTALL. She was born on 6 May 1902 and died on 15 March 1994 in Johannesburg, South Africa. ----- The J S D Flemmer Branch of the Flemmer Family Tree By Joan Olive Geyser A short family history written by Joan Olive Geyser nee Flemmer.....sent to me (Ludvig) shortly after Maurine passed away and Joan requested that I add to this history facts and anecdotes as I saw them......and pertaining to the John Sweet Distin Flemmer's in particular. Joan's book reads as follows:- "John Sweet Distin & Muriel Flemmer were born on the 16th January 1905 & the 6th May 1902 repectively... Muriel being the eldest of the couple. "My grandfather, John Distin Flemmer (Jack)....brother of The Little Dane - Louie, was born in 1872 & had seven brothers & sisters. The children grew up on a large farm in the Cradock district where they all worked very hard. Later in life John Distin (Jack Snr) left to work on the Rand Mines on the Witwatersrand. ERPM in Boksburg....LF thinks...and married Maud Croxford in 1899. John Distin & Maud Flemmer had seven children:- Madge, Doris, John (Jack Jnr), Ludvig (Lollie), Neville (Nick), Gwenneth (Gwen) & Barbara (Bobby). The twins, Ludvig & John or "Lollie & Jack" were born in Morekwen, Bechuanaland...(Botswana now). The family were sheep farming but this area was too hot and the grass too long for good sheep farming. When Jack contracted Polio at the age of 4, the family returned to the Rand to be near to doctors etc. Later the family bought the farm Schoongezicht ...east of Klipriver and Henley-on-Klip. Jack senior died in 1920 at Schoongezicht. Maud then moved to Johannesburg and lived in Yeoville with her seven children. In 1928 Ludvig & Neville immigrated to Kenya to join Madge who was staying with Marius & Salvator Flemmer. Both young men did well. Lollie obtained a forest concession to cut timber for the production of charcoal for the East African Railways and later he opened a motor garage. Nick did well with Pyrethrum plants for the manufacture of insecticides. During a hunting expedition Nick was mauled by a lioness and his eldest sister Madge nursed him day and night back to health....he finally succumbed at the age of 76 in Madge's cottage on her daughters farm...near Howick South Africa. My Dad, John Sweet Distin (Jack junior), married Muriel Bentall in 1926 and they had five children:- Maurine, Joan, Ludvig, John & Joyce. Jack was a farmer at heart and had a farm shop & butchery at Schoongezicht. During hard times Jack found work in Johannesburg and lived with his mother Maud returning week-ends to his family on the farm at Schoongezicht....riding his "free-wheel" bicycle and pressing half-way forward with his stronger leg. When the farm shop burned down...they had an Indian tenant Mohammed...Jack & Muriel moved to Johannesburg. However we eventually returned to a dairy farm at Schoongezicht when World War 2 was declared. Dad kept saying that a city was the most dangerous place to be in during wartime from the point of view of saturation bombing... and on the farm we stood a better chance. As Dad was a polio cripple with both legs badly affected he could not go to war.... but his twin brother Lollie was a Major in the East African Rifles in Kenya and did service in Burma. Dad had a dairy farm at Schoongezicht during the war. As part of his war effort Dad and Mom used to invite young airmen to the farm for a break away as their parents were in England. Dad had to be up at 2 o'clock in the morning to see to the milking and to get it to the depot in Johannesburg on time. Weekends it was great fun riding the donkeys and feeding the calves, chickens and pigs. Ludvig was put in charge of the vegetable garden and was very proud of the quantity and quality of the produce. All done with Muriel's encouragement and Jack's support. Our visitors would return to their homes with loads of pumpkin, potatoes and greens of all descriptions. On Sunday afternoons Ludvig loved to make a batch of pancakes for the family. We children were not happy at boarding school so chose to cycle six miles to catch the train to school. What wonderful support Ludvig got from his two sisters whenever he was involved in a fight with school friends. When a stone-throwing match broke out one afternoon after school Ludvig was struck by a stone on the head. Blood cascading down his face he was taken into the railway station waiting room in Meyerton by his two devoted sisters and doctored most anxiously with tears running down their pretty faces. So protective to their little brother, Maurine and Joan have always been quietly in the background giving me their support in all my many battles through life. In rainy weather the sand roads on the farm were muddy and when the wind blew against us, cycling was tough going for children. We developed massive calves and thighs and Dad was proud that his children had strong muscular legs. Winters were bitterly cold and cycling to school we were smothered in balaclavas, scarves, double socks and thick sheepskin gloves to protect us from "jack frost". Near the Klip River we would stop and make a small fire from bluegum leaves to warm up for the last lap to Daleside railway station. We survived to become a pretty tough group of kids. By this time John Oliver was big enough to join us cycling to school and we used a "riem" from his bicycle to Maurine's to pull him along when he was tired or when the wind blew against us. He soon grew up strong as a horse and did his own pedalling. Jack was an active man despite his disability, and I (Joan) remember how he taught us to cycle by giving us a push and saying "Pedale" and we finally came to a dead stop against a fence. We were taught to swim the same way. Jack wanted to ensure that his kids were well equipped for the life ahead and he spent a lot of time and petrol teaching us to drive his old Ford car. He succeeded just fine. He also was a man of culture and could recite Shakespeare and play the violin and the banjo. His vamping on the piano was sufficiently expert to enable us to enjoy singsongs and happy hours on the farm, as we did not have radios and TV to entertain ourselves with. Muriel used to see that we kept up with our homework and exercised a firm yet kindly discipline. Sundays we climbed the hill nearby and at the top Dad always played his banjo and sang our favourite songs until lunchtime. A big roast lunch cooked by mother Muriel awaited us at home. We all still love the area in which we grew up. I (Joan) remember my first horse ride on a neighbour's horse. The horse decided it was time to go home and bolted. As he rounded the corner at great speed I flung my arms round his neck which made him stop. Dad was on his way in the car to pick up the pieces!!! He was mightily relieved to find me shaken but not hurt. A pet kicking rooster & buffing calf ruled the roost in the farmyard. It was fun dodging them until the calf grew too big. Grandpa Bentall was a sharp shooter with Ludvig's pellet gun as he used to shoot for the pot in Basutoland were Muriel grew up. He loved animals, especially Flash our Alsatian. Maurine remembers... Before the war was declared in 1939 , we lived in Johannesburg for five years. The Wemmer Pan & Pioneer Park were nearby and our Alsatian dog enjoyed swimming in the Pan. One day Dad took us boating on the Wemmer Pan and Flash swam after us and climbed into the boat, nearly tipping us all out. We owned a huge oxwagon on the farm...cappy tent and all, which was drawn by eight oxen and one day we all went for a picnic at Klipriver. What fun....slow progress....so we could jump off the wagon and walk alongside picking flowers and playing. At the river while swimming we saw a snake swimming past....rather frightening as Mommy and Daddy had just got out of the water!!! This wagon was used to take us to "Nagmaal" in Heidelberg. Ludvig remembers the 1938 trek to commemorate 100 years of the Groot Trek. On the farm we entertained our friends and neighbouring farmer's with a gramophone. We had cardboard cartoons which we could place on the turning record and this would give an amusing animation. We had running red indians and dancing skeletons and the farm kids thought this was magic!! Or Dad Jack would play the piano and sing our favourite songs so we had good fun. Prisoners of war from Zonderwater, near Culinan, North-east of Pretoria, worked on the farm for a year and they sang beautiful Italian songs. Mother Muriel had to include pasta and wine in their supper daily. They had to report regularly to Klipriver police station. In Johannesburg while cycling to school the chain slipped off Maurine's bicycle and she sped out of control down a steep hill in Rosebank. Much to our relief a black man rescued her by grabbing hold of her back-satchel. On the farm Maurine also had a bad experience while cycling to school: A car passed too close and her wheels skidded on the slope of the road, landing her face first in the dust. Blood gushed and her face and body was badly grazed & bruised, especially her lips nad mouth. In Johannesburg, 9 year old Ludvig decided to make a boat out of a halved drum and was nearly drowned when it sank in the middle of the Wemmer Pan. Ludvig and 5 year old John were always exploring the Wemmer Pan area, climbing the mine dumps and digging tunnels and generally giving Mother Muriel grey hairs. One day a car in the street ran out of control, heading for our garden gate on which John was swinging. Luckily he swung the gate open when he saw the bakkie coming so he was not hurt!!!! Ludvig remembers so well how Maurine and Joan used to keep a sharp eye on the two boys with a little of a wild streak in them. When Ludvig was 8 years old he was very ill in the Johannesburg Children's Hospital with double pneumonia. After 7 months when there was no hope left, he was miraculously healed by the dear Lord. During Ludvig's illness , Joan had a very sore throat and was confined to bed for a time. Months later doctors diagnosed diphtheria as her throat was scarred and she had a speech defect and had to have therapy at Wits University clinic. Maurine was 20 when our youngest sister Joyce was born. Maurine and Joan were working in Johannesburg at the time, staying with Aunt Doris in Joubert Park. Ludvig was on the farm with Mom, Dad and John. Ludvig distinctly remembers the night Mother Muriel started getting contractions. This was a grown up experience happening.....a baby coming!!! What excitement and anxiety!!! Dad and I got the old Ford out of the garage and loaded blankets and warm clothing into the car as it was bitterly cold with an early winter starting at the end of May. We set off for Vereeniging to the maternity home and with mother Muriel letting out a cry of agony from time to time Dad could not go any faster for fear of bringing on the birth of the baby. We got as far as the old power station at Redan, just 5 kms from Vereeniging when the old Ford decided that that was far enough!!! We looked in the engine but could not make the old car go!!! Dad was getting frantic listening to Muriel's cries. So he walked out into the roadway on his crutches and forced a car to stop and take Muriel and himself to the nursing home. I stayed in the freezing car to take care of it and to explain to anybody who wanted to know that a baby was coming!!! When it was light Dad came back to the car and found me half frozen....but happy, saying I had a baby sister and that we had to think of a good name for her. How proud I felt at having had a hand in the birth of Joyce. Later Ludvig left the farm to start his apprenticeship as a Telephone & Telegraph Electrician and stayed with Aunt Doris, and cousin Leslie; with Maurine and Joan in the flat in Joubert Park. Jack, Muriel, John at 12 and Joyce at a tender 1 year old left Schoongezicht for Kenya as Lollie suggested they come to Kenya and help him with his business. They returned to Schoongezicht after a year, as there was no future for them in Kenya and they missed the other three children so much. Soon after Maurine married Frank and went to live in Durban. A year later Joan married Johnny Geyser and as they did not have children until the seventh year, Joan enjoyed sewing, walking and playing with Joyce, who was such a cute little girl. Through the years we always had family gatherings on birthdays and Christmas, so have always been a closeknit family. Grandpa Oliver Bentall lived with us on the farm and our Uncle Oliver also lived with us for a few years, working on the farm in every way. Jack died in 1980 aged 75 years and Muriel passed on 14 years later aged 92, leaving five children and their spouses; 12 grandchildren & 7 great grandchildren. With seven Flemmer males to carry on the Flemmer surname.... the John Flemmer surname. May we have many more "Jacks" in the pack!!! The Ludvig Austin Dean Flemmer side of the story with requests to Peter Dean and Dennis Patrick Flemmer and their children to continue this family history, adding anecdotes & incidents as time goes marching on:- I (Ludvig....Lu) was determined to be the farm boy who went to the ....B I G C I T Y ....and made good!!! Well I was very well equipped with determination and fine physical health....so I had a good start. I wrote the S A Railways entrance test and succeeded in getting a job as an apprentice Telephone & Telegraph Electrician. This was a tough and lonely time in my life but I was determined that I would make the very best of it and some how turn this knowledge I was getting into a fine advantage. It is tough growing up to manhood when your family is far away in Kenya...or even if you are at home with everybody. You see, as a young boy I did not know exactly what it was I wanted out of life apart from getting enough money to live on. A year or two later I learnt to let the daily events of work and play take their natural course without forcing things into impossible shapes etc. Most evenings were spent in doing homework on the technical courses I had to do to qualify as a T & T Electrician. I enjoyed radio technical repairs & finally qualified enough to get a good position in the Automatic Telephone Exchange in Germiston. Apprentices had to spend 4 months of each year doing intensive theoretical training. We attended a college in Kroonstad...O F S. This college was a converted airforce base and is still used as an airstrip. On the farm we used to have church services on the Kent Farm at Henley-on-Klip. The Anglican Minister was a Reverent Burness with a fine voice with a fascinating way of putting his point of view across. When we arrived in Johannesburg we found that Reverent Burness was the minister at the Bezuidedhout Valley Anglican Church. I lived with Dad and Mom in Troyeville so Sundays we went to Mr Burness's church in Bez Valley. I was put in charge of the church's Boys Brigade... and met every Thursday evening for fun evenings, boxing, musical sing songs and of course Boys Brigade business....drilling planning walks and camping expeditions. We also had to raise funds for the church charity organisation. One evening I called upon the young people to help me get a dance organised.....& we would charge one pound (sterling) per couple & hold the dance in the church hall. We would hire the services of a 3 piece band and I then delegated several young folks to do certain jobs......Estelle was one of them!!! Estelle has two old friends...Nick & Maureen Els...they were full of fun and always took us dancing with them. It was a regular monthly outing and we all became pretty good dancers. I later was Best Man at Nick & Maureen's wedding. I only just got to the church on time as I was on "stand-by" call-out service as a Telephone Technician and was called out to repair a line fault at Jupiter Station. As a young, unmarried, Technician on the S A R & H; my monthly salary was pretty small, so I decided to try my luck "outside" the "safe" employment of the Railways. I joined up with a contracting firm doing electrical installations in power stations at a higher salary; but was sent to Vierfontein; in the Klerksdorp/Orkney district....a long distance from my lady-fair. Since love can not span distance very successfully. I decided to give up this job and come back to Johannesburg. I resumed my Telephone career and felt very much better. I worked for Communication Systems of South Africa (Pty) Ltd. CSSA was a subsidiary of ATE - Automatic Telephone & Electric, Liverpool, England. I stayed 14 years and really enjoyed my career as I was placed in charge of Port Elizabeth Branch and was my own boss. After a year, I proposed to Estelle and we got married on the 21st May 1955. I was 26 years of age and felt INVINCIBLE. Peter was born on the 10th July 1956 and man-o-man I was the proudest of proud Dad's!!! We stayed in P.E. for 2 years and paid off our furniture, which was on a 2 year Hire Purchase contract. We decided to return to Johannesburg as Estelle missed her family terribly and wept and wept for them. So we started over again in Pretoria. Dennis Patrick Flemmer was born at the Maryfont Maternity Clinic and as the two boys grew up I enjoyed planning all sorts of things, like radio controlled boats, U - control aeroplanes and long touring holidays to all our wonderful game parks. We managed to get a used caravan from Estelle's Dad and with our Austin-A55 we travelled slowly along. We were frightened by a large bull elephant who came charging with ears flapping!! I released the clutch too quickly at full rev's and we could not get away as the wheels were spinning on the gravel roadway!!! The weight of the caravan behind was holding us back!!!! With all the noise the elephant decided to back off and leave us to recover our breaths. On another occasion the car stalled in the game reserve, so I had to get Estelle to drive while I tried to push the car to start it. It started and Estelle kept on driving and I had to run full-speed after the car, fearing that if I was left behind, I would be eaten up by a Lion!!! I worked very hard at my job in Pretoria and pretty soon the Company CSSA was making good money. Just as I got everything organised; Plessey UK acquired all the assets of AT & E in Liverpool. This meant that the Pretoria Branch had to close down. I was moved to Johannesburg to become assistant National Sales Manager. I ended up doing all the Public Tendering work. Then I became manager of the Mine & Spares Division and spent weeks away from my family travelling around to all the Gold, Platinum and Coal Mines in South Africa. An acquaintance, Neville Baldwin, was General Manager for AEI Henley Telecomm division; and unknown to me, had intended to resign and start his own business as he had purchased a "Golden Egg" franchise in Durban. The day he left AEI Henley, I was given the opportunity to apply for the now vacant position as GM Telecomm. I got the job! After 2 years I left to join STC, now owned by Bill Venter - now Dr. Bill Venter. At last we had a fully South African Telecommunications industry. STC's factory is located in Boksburg; I received a very thorough training in sales technique with important colleagues like Trevor Heunis, David Keemer, Dave Rock, Archie Kirby & Les Vijoen. Our sales target in 1976 was R1million each per annum; somehow we all achieved this enormous amount of money for the Company. My greatest motivation to achieve this target; was my driving determination to provide my two sons with a University Education as both showed great promise at school. Strange how a man gets motivation; whenever I felt discouraged and depressed, I would give myself a "Pep" talk....."you don't owe it to yourself or your wife...but to your children." So I would pick myself up and get stuck-in and sell, sell, sell. I was very keen and successful and grew very fussy about my general appearance; my shoes had to gleam......there is only one chance to make a first impression! Peter was at Wits University for 2 years but decided to pursue a career in the South African army. He did well and received a commission as Lieutenant in the Heavy Artillery. Peter spent hair raising times at the front in Angola; being bombed and shot at and having all manner of close shaves. Still a daredevil, he bails out of aeroplanes and does bungy jumps off the Storms River Bridge and white-water rafting down the Victoria Falls Gorge! Peter is a very devoted "Dad" and dotes over his daughter Aiden and son Oliver Dean. Both red headed good lookers. This is Peter's greatest motivation...."he owes it to his children" to succeed in business. Peter has his own electrical contracting concern & is now a 40% member of Telephone Installation Management cc; trading as T I M cc.(Ludvig's business). Peter is married to Laurette (nee RODE). Laurette, a highly qualified nursing sister, has done long duty in ICU's and has specialised in baby care & baby problems of a very heart-breaking nature. Dennis has the tenacity of a Bull Dog!! Once he gets the bit between his teeth it's "goodbye nice guy" - hello strong Brains!! Dennis also did his bit for "King & Country" and achieved an army commission as Lieutenant.. Den-Den qualified himself by correspondence education through the University of South Africa. Have you tried to study by correspondence!?........You have to work like a horse!! Well Dennis Patrick Flemmer is now fondly known as "Dr. D" He gained a degree Bachelor of Arts, majoring in psychology and has an extensive practice in place in Johannesburg North. Dennis has two children; Devon and Natasha, He is married to Yvonne, (nee Jeans) a qualified nursing sister who is also tough as nails in defence of her family but generally of a fine nature. Dennis is a champion archer in his spare time. Represented RSA in New Zealand and has achieved a top status as RSA's number 1 Archer. He is fond of camping and when his two children have school holidays; he closes his practice and takes them all on a camping holiday. Today is 21st February 2001. I am very fortunate to have come through a major operation to remove a malignant tumour from my colon. Yesterday's catscan and tests proved that my surgeon did a fine job of removing this obstruction and I can continue with a happy, active life in the Telecommunication Industry. Peter Dean Flemmer will take over 100% in December 2001 and T I M cc will become his business. Selling, installing & supporting PABX telephone system to customers. We are Hymax PABX Dealers. I will retire properly at age 71.5 years of age!! Our 4 grandchildren are doing fine. Two Flemmer Boys and two girls. Estelle and I hope to be with the Herberts over Easter, with Joan. Estelle and I will find accommodation at a nearby B & B. What a wonderful gathering of Flemmer's and relations this will be!! Regards, Ludvig Austin Dean Flemmer. 21/02/2001.....
JOHN MARIUS[8] FLEMMER (OWEN JOHN[7], MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) was born on 25 February 1947. He married (1) MARIJKE KEEMING. She was born on 16 February 1954. He married (2) PETRA LOURENS on 29 May 1981 in East London, South Africa. She was born on 18 March 1957 in East London, South Africa. ----- Born on 25 February 1947, schooled at Milton High and Bulawayo Tech in what was then Rhodesia. Have lived in Zimbabwe, South Africa and Australia and have worked in purchasing and store management. I have two children, Ashleigh and Marius. I have always enjoyed a good game of squash and won two squash titles in my time. I used to do a lot of road running but unfortunately my age has caught up with me and my knees have packed up, but I enjoyed it while it lasted. I am still an avid pigeon fancier and a proud owner of a stud. One of my highlights was winning a racing pigeon championship. Reading is also one of my passions. In the past I have served on a number of organisations/committees and have had the privilege of acting as chairman and enjoyed the fulfilment of helping others in need. I was President of Lions Club.

FLEMMER, John Marius

Johny FLEMMER | 25 Feb 1947

JOHN MARIUS[8] FLEMMER (OWEN JOHN[7], MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) was born on 25 February 1947. He married (1) MARIJKE KEEMING. She was born on 16 February 1954. He married (2) PETRA LOURENS on 29 May 1981 in East London, South Africa. She was born on 18 March 1957 in East London, South Africa. ----- Born on 25 February 1947, schooled at Milton High and Bulawayo Tech in what was then Rhodesia. Have lived in Zimbabwe, South Africa and Australia and have worked in purchasing and store management. I have two children, Ashleigh and Marius. I have always enjoyed a good game of squash and won two squash titles in my time. I used to do a lot of road running but unfortunately my age has caught up with me and my knees have packed up, but I enjoyed it while it lasted. I am still an avid pigeon fancier and a proud owner of a stud. One of my highlights was winning a racing pigeon championship. Reading is also one of my passions. In the past I have served on a number of organisations/committees and have had the privilege of acting as chairman and enjoyed the fulfilment of helping others in need. I was President of Lions Club.
JOHN OLIVER[8] FLEMMER (JOHN SWEET DISTIN[7], JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) was born on 6 February 1934 in Schoongezicht, Transvaal, South Africa. He married (1) RUTH RATHBONE. He married (2) JOAN JENKINS. ----- I was born on 6 February 1934 in a trading store house in Schoongezicht, Tvl. It stood at the base of a 'koppie' which was to be the backdrop to many youthful adventures. Shortly after my birth I believe this store burnt down. We moved to LaRochelle, Johannesburg, near Wemmer Pan. When I was five my father moved to 'the farm' in Schoongezicht, situated about 2 miles from the trading store where I was born, My best memories are of this period. Dad built various outbuildings around the house. One of these was a garage with storeroom and also contained an apartment for my mother's father. Grandpa Oliver Bentall, even from my earliest memories of him, was an old man, widowed in 1920, given to enjoying his own company. Bicycles played a big part in my life. When I got to schoolgoing age Maurine, Joan, Ludvig and I rode six miles into Daleside to the station to catch the train to Meyerton for school and reversed the routine coming home. During the war years we had Italian prisoners of war working for us. When I was 13 years old my parents were asked by my Uncle Ludvig (Lolly) to join him in Kakamega, Kenya, to help with the running of a garage and the felling of trees for charcoal, businesses which he owned. The farm at Schoongezicht was rented out and Mom, Dad, Joyce and I set out for Kenya via Durban, in the SS Tyreha, a British India line. Maurine, Joan and Ludvig were working in Jhb living with Aunt Doris and son Leslie. On arrival at Kakamega we stayed first with Uncle Lolly in his own house and then later moved into a bungalow on an adjacent property. A year later we returned to the farm at Schoongezicht. Back on the farm I was pleased to meet up with my siblings and old friends, especially Oscar Hunzinger, who shared my enthusiasm for bows and arrows I had brought back from Kenya. The farm didn't however prove a viable proposition and when I was about 15 it was sold and my Dad went into partnership in a greengrocers in Rosettenville. I remember spending one holiday in Rivonia at Gran Maud Flemmer's cottage adjoining Aunt Barbara's house. This was also about the time of my sister Joan's marriage to Johnny Geyser. Previously our holidays were spent at the south coast with our aunts and cousins in cottages rented by Gran Maud Flemmer. Great fun. Dad had a 'thing' about doctors, having been disabled at the age of 4 by polio. Whooping cough was cured by being near a goat and home remedies. Ludvig's six months in hospital with double pneumonia was a total deviation. Joyce was the only child born in hospital ... and that was because mother insisted, having lost the baby Grace, born two years before Joyce. Dad was fond of music and played the piano and sang at family gatherings and parties. He also could recall quite large sections of poetry which he had learnt at St. Andrew's, Grahamstown, and recited these pieces regularly as I know some of them even now.

FLEMMER, John Oliver

John FLEMMER | 6 Feb 1934

JOHN OLIVER[8] FLEMMER (JOHN SWEET DISTIN[7], JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) was born on 6 February 1934 in Schoongezicht, Transvaal, South Africa. He married (1) RUTH RATHBONE. He married (2) JOAN JENKINS. ----- I was born on 6 February 1934 in a trading store house in Schoongezicht, Tvl. It stood at the base of a 'koppie' which was to be the backdrop to many youthful adventures. Shortly after my birth I believe this store burnt down. We moved to LaRochelle, Johannesburg, near Wemmer Pan. When I was five my father moved to 'the farm' in Schoongezicht, situated about 2 miles from the trading store where I was born, My best memories are of this period. Dad built various outbuildings around the house. One of these was a garage with storeroom and also contained an apartment for my mother's father. Grandpa Oliver Bentall, even from my earliest memories of him, was an old man, widowed in 1920, given to enjoying his own company. Bicycles played a big part in my life. When I got to schoolgoing age Maurine, Joan, Ludvig and I rode six miles into Daleside to the station to catch the train to Meyerton for school and reversed the routine coming home. During the war years we had Italian prisoners of war working for us. When I was 13 years old my parents were asked by my Uncle Ludvig (Lolly) to join him in Kakamega, Kenya, to help with the running of a garage and the felling of trees for charcoal, businesses which he owned. The farm at Schoongezicht was rented out and Mom, Dad, Joyce and I set out for Kenya via Durban, in the SS Tyreha, a British India line. Maurine, Joan and Ludvig were working in Jhb living with Aunt Doris and son Leslie. On arrival at Kakamega we stayed first with Uncle Lolly in his own house and then later moved into a bungalow on an adjacent property. A year later we returned to the farm at Schoongezicht. Back on the farm I was pleased to meet up with my siblings and old friends, especially Oscar Hunzinger, who shared my enthusiasm for bows and arrows I had brought back from Kenya. The farm didn't however prove a viable proposition and when I was about 15 it was sold and my Dad went into partnership in a greengrocers in Rosettenville. I remember spending one holiday in Rivonia at Gran Maud Flemmer's cottage adjoining Aunt Barbara's house. This was also about the time of my sister Joan's marriage to Johnny Geyser. Previously our holidays were spent at the south coast with our aunts and cousins in cottages rented by Gran Maud Flemmer. Great fun. Dad had a 'thing' about doctors, having been disabled at the age of 4 by polio. Whooping cough was cured by being near a goat and home remedies. Ludvig's six months in hospital with double pneumonia was a total deviation. Joyce was the only child born in hospital ... and that was because mother insisted, having lost the baby Grace, born two years before Joyce. Dad was fond of music and played the piano and sang at family gatherings and parties. He also could recall quite large sections of poetry which he had learnt at St. Andrew's, Grahamstown, and recited these pieces regularly as I know some of them even now.
JUSTIN MICHAEL OSWALD[9] FLEMMER (DANIEL WILFRED GRAHAM[8], OSWALD NOLAN[7], MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) was born on 31 January 1971 in Mater Dei Hospital, East London, South Africa. ------ Born: 31st January 1971 at East London Mater Dei Hospital. Eyes: Blue. Hair: Brown & curly. Height: 6'3" Build: Well Built. Justin went to Playways, (East London) nursery school at age 3 to 6 thereafter he went to Selborne Primary School '77-'83 where he excelled at swimming. His eyesight was not good, so he had a bit of difficulty with ball games. He took up horse-riding which seemed to come naturally to him, he did very well. At age 13, '84, Justin went to Selborne College for his Std 6 year. He went to St Andrews College in Grahamstown ('85-'88) thereafter. Although swimming came naturally to him, he chose not to compete. He got his matric exemption in 1988 age 17 years. He attended call up for the army in Kimberly for 22 months ('89-'90) Justin then took up Mechanical Engineering ('91-'92) at Port Elizabeth Tecnikom. He did not complete the course as he was waiting to get an entre to BMW, which he achieved 18 months later. He did his apprenticeship at BMW East London for the requisite three years, ('92-'95). He enjoyed this and won a National Award for "Apprentice of the Year" he then went to England ('96) and worked for BMW at Maidenhead for two year. Unfortunately Justin was deported because it was found he had been working too long at one place. He returned to Johannesburg to a BMW dealership ('98-'99) found it without prospects and is now studying computers and working for Dimension Data.

FLEMMER, Justin Michael Oswald

Justin FLEMMER | 31 Jan 1971

JUSTIN MICHAEL OSWALD[9] FLEMMER (DANIEL WILFRED GRAHAM[8], OSWALD NOLAN[7], MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) was born on 31 January 1971 in Mater Dei Hospital, East London, South Africa. ------ Born: 31st January 1971 at East London Mater Dei Hospital. Eyes: Blue. Hair: Brown & curly. Height: 6'3" Build: Well Built. Justin went to Playways, (East London) nursery school at age 3 to 6 thereafter he went to Selborne Primary School '77-'83 where he excelled at swimming. His eyesight was not good, so he had a bit of difficulty with ball games. He took up horse-riding which seemed to come naturally to him, he did very well. At age 13, '84, Justin went to Selborne College for his Std 6 year. He went to St Andrews College in Grahamstown ('85-'88) thereafter. Although swimming came naturally to him, he chose not to compete. He got his matric exemption in 1988 age 17 years. He attended call up for the army in Kimberly for 22 months ('89-'90) Justin then took up Mechanical Engineering ('91-'92) at Port Elizabeth Tecnikom. He did not complete the course as he was waiting to get an entre to BMW, which he achieved 18 months later. He did his apprenticeship at BMW East London for the requisite three years, ('92-'95). He enjoyed this and won a National Award for "Apprentice of the Year" he then went to England ('96) and worked for BMW at Maidenhead for two year. Unfortunately Justin was deported because it was found he had been working too long at one place. He returned to Johannesburg to a BMW dealership ('98-'99) found it without prospects and is now studying computers and working for Dimension Data.
KEITH DANIEL ANTHONY[9] FLEMMER (DANIEL WILFRED GRAHAM[8], OSWALD NOLAN[7], MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) was born on 1 June 1974 in Mater Dei Hospital, East London, South Africa. ----- Born: 1st June 1974 at Mater Dei Hospital East London. Eyes: Blue. Hair: Brown & curly. Height: 6'1" Build: Medium. Weight: approx. 80 kg. Keith attended Playways nursery school followed by Selborne Primary School. Keith took part in School plays, took the lead in the Musical "Pinocchio". Keith went on to Selborne College, became captian of Border Cross Country. He then got M.E. which put a stop to sport at age 15. He matriculated in 1992 and was Head Boy. He completed his business science degree at U.C.T., then did his G.D.A. the following year. He spent three years with De Loittes & Touche in Johannesburg, thus qualifying as a Chartered Accountant. He was seconded by De Loittes & Touche to New York in January 2001, where he spent three months. He will write his final exam for the CFA in June in Johannesburg and then plans to travel in Europe.

FLEMMER, Keith Daniel Anthony

Keith FLEMMER | 1 June 1974

KEITH DANIEL ANTHONY[9] FLEMMER (DANIEL WILFRED GRAHAM[8], OSWALD NOLAN[7], MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) was born on 1 June 1974 in Mater Dei Hospital, East London, South Africa. ----- Born: 1st June 1974 at Mater Dei Hospital East London. Eyes: Blue. Hair: Brown & curly. Height: 6'1" Build: Medium. Weight: approx. 80 kg. Keith attended Playways nursery school followed by Selborne Primary School. Keith took part in School plays, took the lead in the Musical "Pinocchio". Keith went on to Selborne College, became captian of Border Cross Country. He then got M.E. which put a stop to sport at age 15. He matriculated in 1992 and was Head Boy. He completed his business science degree at U.C.T., then did his G.D.A. the following year. He spent three years with De Loittes & Touche in Johannesburg, thus qualifying as a Chartered Accountant. He was seconded by De Loittes & Touche to New York in January 2001, where he spent three months. He will write his final exam for the CFA in June in Johannesburg and then plans to travel in Europe.
LUDVIG 'GEORGE' CHRISTIAN[7] FLEMMER (JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) was born on 15 January 1905 in Bechuanaland and died on 20 May 1984 in Hunua Papakura, New Zealand. He married MILDRED KATE SMITH on 6 August 1933 in Nakuru, Kenya Colony. She was born on 2 October 1902 in Harrowgate, Yorkshire and died on 8 April 1986 in Hunua Papakura, New Zealand. ----- Notes on What I Know by Beryl Pickford (Flemmer) New Zealand, January 2003 Ludvig Christian Flemmer twin son of John and Maude Flemmer (nee Croxford) arrived in Kenya about 1927 and stated working for William Prentice who named him George, commenting that he would never remember his real name and couldn't pronounce it anyway. So George he remained to everyone except his family for the rest of his life. Ludvig remained in the Nakuru area until 1933, when he decided to try his hand at gold prospecting, without very much success. This same year he was married to Mildred Kate Smith, Nursing Sister at the Nakuru War Memorial Hospital. Mildred was born in Harrogate, Yorkshire England in 1902 and stated her nurses training in 1920 in Hope Hospital in Manchester. She remained there until 1929 when she left for Kenya. Mildred left Hope hospital as a very highly trained nurse being Senior Sister in charge of surgery. Ludvig and Mildred were married on 6 August 1933 and moved to the Kakamega, in the Nyanza Province of Western Kenya. Ludvig was at that time employed by Brooke Bond Tea Company recruiting labour to work on the big tea estates which were being established in Kericho. This entailed a lot of travelling. Ludvig then bought his own garage business and bought an old hotel which he transported to a new site and modified it into a house. It was a lovely, big old house with so much character. We lived there all our lives and the house was eventually sold in 1980. In 1935 Ludvig volunteered for war service with the Kenya Regiment which saw him serve in Abyssinya until the end of hostilities and then transferred to the Burma Campaign where he remained and did not return home until 1946 when he decommissioned with the substantive rank of Major. Ludvig and Mildred had three children - Beryl Mildred born 18th March 1935- Eric Ludvig born 10th December 1936- Avril Jennifer born 24th January 1939. Beryl Mildred married Sterndale (Dale) Todd Matthew Pickford - 22nd February 1958. We have three children and have lived in New Zealand since 1963. Sarah Yvonne born 5th September 1960 married Geoffrey Ross Taylor. Both are accountants and together with Geoff's brother and sister in law own a cosmetic manufacturing company. They have four children Marie Katrina born 11th June 1990- Lucienne Amy born 16th December 1992- Sophie Jacqueline born 4th May 1994 - Matthew Alan born 8th March 1998. William Andrew Sterndale born 26th July 1962- married Megan Davies now divorced. Andrew is an airline pilot for Cathay Pacific based in Hong Kong. He has one son James Todd born 11th January 1994 Murray Christian born 18th January 1965 married Jennifer Huston. Murray is a Master builder and Jenny a nursing sister. They live in the Brisbane area in Australia and have just finished building their own magnificent home. They have two children - Lara Jayne born 30th October 1993 - Seth Alexander born 9th February 1996. Marius and Salvator Flemmer lived and farmed in Kenya near Nakuru, Rift Valley Province in the Great Rift Valley at the foot of Mt. Menangai an extinct volcano. Dry stock and arable. Married into the Hopley family. Buried in Nakuru. Were still living there when Neville Distin Flemmer, youngest son of John and Maude Flemmer, arrived in Kenya about 1925/6. Neville (Nick) Flemmer started farming on arrival, but in what capacity I do not know. He eventually purchased his own farm in Linette, near Nakuru where he lived with his wife Daisy Flemmer (nee Alison). Her family are connected with the Nolan Neylans. Being a reservist in the Kenya Regiment Neville volunteered for war duties. And served for a while in Abassinya but was recalled to civilian duties to work his farm. He was given two Italian P.O.W.'s to help him. They also built a nice stone farmhouse for him. Although the Italians were housed in the POW camp many of them were given licence to travel to work in vehicles provided and trusted to return at night. Monies earned were given to the Red Cross. I understand that for the period of the war there was only one attempt to escape. On being repatriated at the end of the war many of them immigrated to Kenya and made very good citizens. In 1954 Nick and Daisy sold their farm and moved to 'Rhodesia" for a while and then on to Durban where they lived out their lives.

FLEMMER, Ludvig Christian

Ludvig 'George' FLEMMER | 15 Jan 1905 - 20 May 1984

LUDVIG 'GEORGE' CHRISTIAN[7] FLEMMER (JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) was born on 15 January 1905 in Bechuanaland and died on 20 May 1984 in Hunua Papakura, New Zealand. He married MILDRED KATE SMITH on 6 August 1933 in Nakuru, Kenya Colony. She was born on 2 October 1902 in Harrowgate, Yorkshire and died on 8 April 1986 in Hunua Papakura, New Zealand. ----- Notes on What I Know by Beryl Pickford (Flemmer) New Zealand, January 2003 Ludvig Christian Flemmer twin son of John and Maude Flemmer (nee Croxford) arrived in Kenya about 1927 and stated working for William Prentice who named him George, commenting that he would never remember his real name and couldn't pronounce it anyway. So George he remained to everyone except his family for the rest of his life. Ludvig remained in the Nakuru area until 1933, when he decided to try his hand at gold prospecting, without very much success. This same year he was married to Mildred Kate Smith, Nursing Sister at the Nakuru War Memorial Hospital. Mildred was born in Harrogate, Yorkshire England in 1902 and stated her nurses training in 1920 in Hope Hospital in Manchester. She remained there until 1929 when she left for Kenya. Mildred left Hope hospital as a very highly trained nurse being Senior Sister in charge of surgery. Ludvig and Mildred were married on 6 August 1933 and moved to the Kakamega, in the Nyanza Province of Western Kenya. Ludvig was at that time employed by Brooke Bond Tea Company recruiting labour to work on the big tea estates which were being established in Kericho. This entailed a lot of travelling. Ludvig then bought his own garage business and bought an old hotel which he transported to a new site and modified it into a house. It was a lovely, big old house with so much character. We lived there all our lives and the house was eventually sold in 1980. In 1935 Ludvig volunteered for war service with the Kenya Regiment which saw him serve in Abyssinya until the end of hostilities and then transferred to the Burma Campaign where he remained and did not return home until 1946 when he decommissioned with the substantive rank of Major. Ludvig and Mildred had three children - Beryl Mildred born 18th March 1935- Eric Ludvig born 10th December 1936- Avril Jennifer born 24th January 1939. Beryl Mildred married Sterndale (Dale) Todd Matthew Pickford - 22nd February 1958. We have three children and have lived in New Zealand since 1963. Sarah Yvonne born 5th September 1960 married Geoffrey Ross Taylor. Both are accountants and together with Geoff's brother and sister in law own a cosmetic manufacturing company. They have four children Marie Katrina born 11th June 1990- Lucienne Amy born 16th December 1992- Sophie Jacqueline born 4th May 1994 - Matthew Alan born 8th March 1998. William Andrew Sterndale born 26th July 1962- married Megan Davies now divorced. Andrew is an airline pilot for Cathay Pacific based in Hong Kong. He has one son James Todd born 11th January 1994 Murray Christian born 18th January 1965 married Jennifer Huston. Murray is a Master builder and Jenny a nursing sister. They live in the Brisbane area in Australia and have just finished building their own magnificent home. They have two children - Lara Jayne born 30th October 1993 - Seth Alexander born 9th February 1996. Marius and Salvator Flemmer lived and farmed in Kenya near Nakuru, Rift Valley Province in the Great Rift Valley at the foot of Mt. Menangai an extinct volcano. Dry stock and arable. Married into the Hopley family. Buried in Nakuru. Were still living there when Neville Distin Flemmer, youngest son of John and Maude Flemmer, arrived in Kenya about 1925/6. Neville (Nick) Flemmer started farming on arrival, but in what capacity I do not know. He eventually purchased his own farm in Linette, near Nakuru where he lived with his wife Daisy Flemmer (nee Alison). Her family are connected with the Nolan Neylans. Being a reservist in the Kenya Regiment Neville volunteered for war duties. And served for a while in Abassinya but was recalled to civilian duties to work his farm. He was given two Italian P.O.W.'s to help him. They also built a nice stone farmhouse for him. Although the Italians were housed in the POW camp many of them were given licence to travel to work in vehicles provided and trusted to return at night. Monies earned were given to the Red Cross. I understand that for the period of the war there was only one attempt to escape. On being repatriated at the end of the war many of them immigrated to Kenya and made very good citizens. In 1954 Nick and Daisy sold their farm and moved to 'Rhodesia" for a while and then on to Durban where they lived out their lives.
MACDONALD CHRISTO MARCELLO[2] FLEMMER (CHRISTY[1] STONE) was born on 15 September 1971 at Middelburg, Cape, South Africa. He married ESMERELDA RHAGOSINGH on 19 November 2005 in the Uniting Reform Church, Cradock, South Africa. She was born on 17 December 1975. MacDonald is the grandson of LODEWYK[3] FLEMMER (CHRISJAN[2], JAN1) born 8 March 1917 and died on 28 January 1974. He married (1) ROSE DOW. She was born on 19 June 1921 and died on 31 March 1985. He met (2) MARTHA SEPTEMBER. ----- My name is MacDonald a.k.a. McGyvir and I am a descendant of Jan Flemmer in the Eastern Cape Province, South Africa. I was born at Wilhelm Stall Hospital on 15th September 1971 in Middelburg Cape to Christy Stone and Christene Flemmer. My line of ancestry is as follows: Jan Flemmer Chrisjan Flemmer Lodewyk Flemmer Christina Martina Flemmer MacDonald Christo Marcello Flemmer I completed my schooling in Midros-township of Middelburg: 1. Pre-Primary School-Ellen Olivier Pre-Primary School from 1978 to 1979 2. Primary School-Van Der Merwe Memorial School from 1980 to 1984 3. High School-Midland Senior Secondary School from 1985 to 1990 After I matriculated from school in 1990 I start working and studied through long distance study for which I had a diploma in Office Administration. During my school years I was an eager rugby and cricket player for school and club. Coming from a Christian family, dedicated to church work in the parish it was obvious that I will follow suit. Starting from Sunday school to Church Youth Activities I have served on numerous panels concerning Youth Activities and Programs. Soon I will do travel with both sport and church around the country and especially in the Eastern Cape. This set the trend for my favorite enjoyment-TRAVEL the COUNTRY visiting SMALL TOWNS for their BUILDINGS (any kind) with my WORK. I have traveled the country and lived in most of the cities but at present, the only city still to be visited is Cape Town-can you believe it? In December 1991 when coming from Giyani in the Limpopo Province were I did my carpentry apprenticeship I moved to Cradock. It was the same year I met Esmerelda Rhagosingh whom I married on 19th November 2005 in Cradock. On 13th March 2001 she gave birth to our son Marcello Christiano Flemmer at Cradock Hospital. We are currently residing in East London. In a nutshell this is my story. Two thumbs-up for the Family.

FLEMMER, MacDonald Christo Marcello

MacDonald FLEMMER | 15 September 1971

MACDONALD CHRISTO MARCELLO[2] FLEMMER (CHRISTY[1] STONE) was born on 15 September 1971 at Middelburg, Cape, South Africa. He married ESMERELDA RHAGOSINGH on 19 November 2005 in the Uniting Reform Church, Cradock, South Africa. She was born on 17 December 1975. MacDonald is the grandson of LODEWYK[3] FLEMMER (CHRISJAN[2], JAN1) born 8 March 1917 and died on 28 January 1974. He married (1) ROSE DOW. She was born on 19 June 1921 and died on 31 March 1985. He met (2) MARTHA SEPTEMBER. ----- My name is MacDonald a.k.a. McGyvir and I am a descendant of Jan Flemmer in the Eastern Cape Province, South Africa. I was born at Wilhelm Stall Hospital on 15th September 1971 in Middelburg Cape to Christy Stone and Christene Flemmer. My line of ancestry is as follows: Jan Flemmer Chrisjan Flemmer Lodewyk Flemmer Christina Martina Flemmer MacDonald Christo Marcello Flemmer I completed my schooling in Midros-township of Middelburg: 1. Pre-Primary School-Ellen Olivier Pre-Primary School from 1978 to 1979 2. Primary School-Van Der Merwe Memorial School from 1980 to 1984 3. High School-Midland Senior Secondary School from 1985 to 1990 After I matriculated from school in 1990 I start working and studied through long distance study for which I had a diploma in Office Administration. During my school years I was an eager rugby and cricket player for school and club. Coming from a Christian family, dedicated to church work in the parish it was obvious that I will follow suit. Starting from Sunday school to Church Youth Activities I have served on numerous panels concerning Youth Activities and Programs. Soon I will do travel with both sport and church around the country and especially in the Eastern Cape. This set the trend for my favorite enjoyment-TRAVEL the COUNTRY visiting SMALL TOWNS for their BUILDINGS (any kind) with my WORK. I have traveled the country and lived in most of the cities but at present, the only city still to be visited is Cape Town-can you believe it? In December 1991 when coming from Giyani in the Limpopo Province were I did my carpentry apprenticeship I moved to Cradock. It was the same year I met Esmerelda Rhagosingh whom I married on 19th November 2005 in Cradock. On 13th March 2001 she gave birth to our son Marcello Christiano Flemmer at Cradock Hospital. We are currently residing in East London. In a nutshell this is my story. Two thumbs-up for the Family.
NOLAN GEORGE[8] FLEMMER (OSWALD NOLAN[7], MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) was born on 28 February 1938 in East London, South Africa. He married JENNIFER MOLLIE BARBER in East London, South Africa on 11 July 1964, daughter of WALTER BARBER and EDITH RAWLINS. She was born on 4 August 1942 in Boksburg, South Africa. ----- A SHORT VERSION OF THE HISTORY OF THE NOLAN GEORGE FLEMMERS Nolan George Flemmer was born in East London on 28 February 1938. His parents were Dorothy and Ossie Flemmer. Nolan was the eldest of 4 children. Nolan went to school in East London, his junior years were spent at a Catholic School called De LaSalle, and he then went on to another Catholic school called St. Aidan's in Grahamstown. He stayed in Grahamstown and studied part time at Rhodes University. He obtained his degree in Law. Nolan was a good sportsman and played rugby, cricket and hockey for Border. On 11 July 1964 Nolan married Jennifer Mollie Barber… that's me. I was born in Brakpan on 4 August 1942. My parents were Edith Mary Barber and Walter Kelson Barber. I was the youngest of 3 children. We moved around a bit, and after the war, my father was Compound Manager of the Kimberley diamond mine, we then moved to Natal and ended up in a small town at the foot of the Drakensberg…..Matatiele. I went to the local school, until Standard 3 and then on to St. John's Girls School, in Pietermaritzburg. For some reason I then chose to come to East London to do a Commercial Matric. And met Nolan when I was 18. And I have been here ever since. Nolan and I moved into the family home St Anthony, after our marriage. His Dad had just died so we converted the house into two flats, with his Mom living upstairs, and us downstairs. Good Catholics as we were, it was only a few months and we were expecting our first child. Shirley Athalie Flemmer was born on 8 June 1965, then came Colleen Mary Flemmer, born on 6 January 1967, then our third little bundle of joy, Helen Claire Flemmer, born on 7 February, 1969. A great shock to the system to find myself pregnant once more, this time 6 years later, and our son David Nolan Flemmer was born on Friday 13 September 1974. It is now 37 years later, and a brief summary of the kids is…. Shirley married Hercules van den Berg on 23 March 1996 in East London at the Holy Immaculate Catholic Church. She and Herc have a wonderful little girl Athalie Jane van den berg, with Aeron Shelby van den Berg (girl) to arrive on the 12th June 2001 - isn't modern technology marvelous? Colleen Mary has taken the route of being our "Happy traveler", she lives and works in Dubai as a Graphic Designer, and is at the moment in South America on a 6 months sabbatical. Helen Claire went to Rhodes and did her Junior Primary Education and she has been teaching ever since. She teaches grade 1 at the Junior School in Jeffreys Bay. On the 24th September 1999 she married Stuart Richard Shelver; he was born and schooled in East London. They got married in the Church of the Holy Spirit and had their reception at home at "St. Anthony's" They will be having their first child in October 2001. Sex unknown! The 3 girls all went to Clarendon High School for Girls, in East London. David Nolan, the last born went to school at Selborne College, he rowed for the 1st Rowing team, played squash and dived for Border. He studied at Wits Technikon and then left on his travels to Israel, and London. He traveled extensively with Catherine Cosser his girlfriend and has now settled in Johannesburg. We are very proud of our family.

FLEMMER, Nolan George

Nolan FLEMMER | 28 Feb 1938 - 22 Jan 2018

NOLAN GEORGE[8] FLEMMER (OSWALD NOLAN[7], MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) was born on 28 February 1938 in East London, South Africa. He married JENNIFER MOLLIE BARBER in East London, South Africa on 11 July 1964, daughter of WALTER BARBER and EDITH RAWLINS. She was born on 4 August 1942 in Boksburg, South Africa. ----- A SHORT VERSION OF THE HISTORY OF THE NOLAN GEORGE FLEMMERS Nolan George Flemmer was born in East London on 28 February 1938. His parents were Dorothy and Ossie Flemmer. Nolan was the eldest of 4 children. Nolan went to school in East London, his junior years were spent at a Catholic School called De LaSalle, and he then went on to another Catholic school called St. Aidan's in Grahamstown. He stayed in Grahamstown and studied part time at Rhodes University. He obtained his degree in Law. Nolan was a good sportsman and played rugby, cricket and hockey for Border. On 11 July 1964 Nolan married Jennifer Mollie Barber… that's me. I was born in Brakpan on 4 August 1942. My parents were Edith Mary Barber and Walter Kelson Barber. I was the youngest of 3 children. We moved around a bit, and after the war, my father was Compound Manager of the Kimberley diamond mine, we then moved to Natal and ended up in a small town at the foot of the Drakensberg…..Matatiele. I went to the local school, until Standard 3 and then on to St. John's Girls School, in Pietermaritzburg. For some reason I then chose to come to East London to do a Commercial Matric. And met Nolan when I was 18. And I have been here ever since. Nolan and I moved into the family home St Anthony, after our marriage. His Dad had just died so we converted the house into two flats, with his Mom living upstairs, and us downstairs. Good Catholics as we were, it was only a few months and we were expecting our first child. Shirley Athalie Flemmer was born on 8 June 1965, then came Colleen Mary Flemmer, born on 6 January 1967, then our third little bundle of joy, Helen Claire Flemmer, born on 7 February, 1969. A great shock to the system to find myself pregnant once more, this time 6 years later, and our son David Nolan Flemmer was born on Friday 13 September 1974. It is now 37 years later, and a brief summary of the kids is…. Shirley married Hercules van den Berg on 23 March 1996 in East London at the Holy Immaculate Catholic Church. She and Herc have a wonderful little girl Athalie Jane van den berg, with Aeron Shelby van den Berg (girl) to arrive on the 12th June 2001 - isn't modern technology marvelous? Colleen Mary has taken the route of being our "Happy traveler", she lives and works in Dubai as a Graphic Designer, and is at the moment in South America on a 6 months sabbatical. Helen Claire went to Rhodes and did her Junior Primary Education and she has been teaching ever since. She teaches grade 1 at the Junior School in Jeffreys Bay. On the 24th September 1999 she married Stuart Richard Shelver; he was born and schooled in East London. They got married in the Church of the Holy Spirit and had their reception at home at "St. Anthony's" They will be having their first child in October 2001. Sex unknown! The 3 girls all went to Clarendon High School for Girls, in East London. David Nolan, the last born went to school at Selborne College, he rowed for the 1st Rowing team, played squash and dived for Border. He studied at Wits Technikon and then left on his travels to Israel, and London. He traveled extensively with Catherine Cosser his girlfriend and has now settled in Johannesburg. We are very proud of our family.
PATRICIA MARY[2] ANDERSON (JOHN BRIAN WOODSIDE[1]) was born on 30 August 1945 in Choma, Zambia. She married DANIEL WILFRED GRAHAM FLEMMER on 28 December 1968 in Salisbury, Rhodesia, son of OSWALD FLEMMER and DOROTHY DALBY. He was born on 30 April 1943 in East London, South Africa. ----- Born: 30th August 1945 at Choma, Zambia. Eyes: Blue. Hair: Brown now grey. Height: 5'9 3/4" Weight: Approx. 57 kg. Mother born in 1908 in Canada of English parentage (Florence Violet Anderson) Father: born in 1908 in Durban, SA of Northern Irish parents. (John Brian Woodside Anderson.) was district Commissioner & Native Courts Commissioner in Northern Rhodesia now Zambia. Patricia has one brother, Colin Brian, born 5th October 1943. Patricia grew up in Zambia, living in many different towns and attending various government schools, sometimes being schooled by correspondence course she went to senior school in Cape Town from 1958 to 1962 at Herschel, where she matriculated. After a year spent partly in England she went to Rhodes University from 1964 to 1966 she got a B.A. Degree in French & English. At Rhodes she met Dan Flemmer. Patricia did a secretarial course in Salisbury (now Harare) went to Cape Town and did various jobs, including working as a legal secretary. Dan & Pat went to East London in 1968 and married in Harare in December 1968. Dan and Pat had three sons, Justin, Keith & Peter.

FLEMMER, Patricia Mary (nee Anderson)

Pat FLEMMER | 30 Aug 1945

PATRICIA MARY[2] ANDERSON (JOHN BRIAN WOODSIDE[1]) was born on 30 August 1945 in Choma, Zambia. She married DANIEL WILFRED GRAHAM FLEMMER on 28 December 1968 in Salisbury, Rhodesia, son of OSWALD FLEMMER and DOROTHY DALBY. He was born on 30 April 1943 in East London, South Africa. ----- Born: 30th August 1945 at Choma, Zambia. Eyes: Blue. Hair: Brown now grey. Height: 5'9 3/4" Weight: Approx. 57 kg. Mother born in 1908 in Canada of English parentage (Florence Violet Anderson) Father: born in 1908 in Durban, SA of Northern Irish parents. (John Brian Woodside Anderson.) was district Commissioner & Native Courts Commissioner in Northern Rhodesia now Zambia. Patricia has one brother, Colin Brian, born 5th October 1943. Patricia grew up in Zambia, living in many different towns and attending various government schools, sometimes being schooled by correspondence course she went to senior school in Cape Town from 1958 to 1962 at Herschel, where she matriculated. After a year spent partly in England she went to Rhodes University from 1964 to 1966 she got a B.A. Degree in French & English. At Rhodes she met Dan Flemmer. Patricia did a secretarial course in Salisbury (now Harare) went to Cape Town and did various jobs, including working as a legal secretary. Dan & Pat went to East London in 1968 and married in Harare in December 1968. Dan and Pat had three sons, Justin, Keith & Peter.
RUPERT CHRISTIAN[7] FLEMMER (CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) was born on 11 April 1920 in Middelburg, South Africa. He married (1) LORNA LOUVAIN STRAUSS-SMITH on 6 February 1943 in Florida, Transvaal, South Africa. She was born on 24 September 1918 in Lichtenburg, Transvaal, South Africa and died March 1997 in Cowies Hill, Natal, South Africa. He married (2) BARBARA ANN BARTLET on 4 November 1997 in Pinetown, Natal, South Africa. She was born on 6 April 1938 in Johannesburg, South Africa. ----- Schooling: Convent - Graaff Reinet Gill College - Somerset West Matric 1936 : S.S.B 1937 Civil Service as Trigonometrical Draughtsman till 1938 Rand leases Gold M.C. till I enlisted in 1st Division Signals in May 1940 as a ? and then a Dispatch Rider. Saw Service in Kenya and West Desert - Home leave in 1943. Married in '43 and returned to North Africa till SA troops returned and we were demobilised in '46. Governor General War Grant paid for my degree at Wits which we were allowed to shorten if results were OK. Odd jobs during vacs. Children; Peter '43, Rory '45, Dain '49, Punch '51, Mark '57. All boys attended university with success. My wife of 54 years whom I met in 1938 and who died of a heart attack nearly 60 years later was a qualified sister but she didn't practice except pro deo. In '58 I got itchy feet and moved to Bulawayo for 2 years but came back to SA in '53 where I taught till I retired in 1980 with the post of Chief Education Planner for Natal.

FLEMMER, Rupert Christian

Rupert FLEMMER | 11 April 1920

RUPERT CHRISTIAN[7] FLEMMER (CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) was born on 11 April 1920 in Middelburg, South Africa. He married (1) LORNA LOUVAIN STRAUSS-SMITH on 6 February 1943 in Florida, Transvaal, South Africa. She was born on 24 September 1918 in Lichtenburg, Transvaal, South Africa and died March 1997 in Cowies Hill, Natal, South Africa. He married (2) BARBARA ANN BARTLET on 4 November 1997 in Pinetown, Natal, South Africa. She was born on 6 April 1938 in Johannesburg, South Africa. ----- Schooling: Convent - Graaff Reinet Gill College - Somerset West Matric 1936 : S.S.B 1937 Civil Service as Trigonometrical Draughtsman till 1938 Rand leases Gold M.C. till I enlisted in 1st Division Signals in May 1940 as a ? and then a Dispatch Rider. Saw Service in Kenya and West Desert - Home leave in 1943. Married in '43 and returned to North Africa till SA troops returned and we were demobilised in '46. Governor General War Grant paid for my degree at Wits which we were allowed to shorten if results were OK. Odd jobs during vacs. Children; Peter '43, Rory '45, Dain '49, Punch '51, Mark '57. All boys attended university with success. My wife of 54 years whom I met in 1938 and who died of a heart attack nearly 60 years later was a qualified sister but she didn't practice except pro deo. In '58 I got itchy feet and moved to Bulawayo for 2 years but came back to SA in '53 where I taught till I retired in 1980 with the post of Chief Education Planner for Natal.
WALDEMAR[7] FLEMMER (WALDEMAR KJELDBERG[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) was born on 23 December 1925 in Johannesburg, South Africa. He married WILLIAMINA GIVEN THOM on 11 April 1953 in Johannesburg, South Africa. She was born on 13 June 1923 in Edinburgh, Scotland. ----- Transcribed from an article in the MOTH Gaicka Shellhole Magazine When Wally left school he started work as an articled clerk/accountant in Johannesburg with G.K. Tucker and Wilson. He joined up with the Transvaal Scottish in 1944 based in Potchefstroom. Wally had been classed as a B1 because of poor eyesight and should never actually have left the Union of South Africa at all. By 'devious means' he had never denied that he was B1 but had never told anyone that he was one either… When the Colonel of the Regiment had interviewed everyone who wanted to join up, and he came to Wally, he asked him to remove his glasses. He said he didn't want anyone to shoot him by mistake! After asking various questions about schooling and Cadet career, he asked Wally what position he was applying for? Wally said on account of his being a Signaller in the Cadets, he thought a Wireless Operator - which was not the most popular job - would be most suitable because of his eyesight. Upon being dismissed, Wally saluted, and with his specs still in his hand, turned sharp right and marched straight into the marquee tent pole…. To his amazement he was accepted. Wally did three months training at Potchefstroom before going by Dakota in December 1944 to Cairo North Africa. Then on to Taranto on the boat 'Victoria Castle'. From there they travelled by cattle truck to Santa Barbara in Italy.. Then they found that there were no more Transvaal Scottish there and so they were recruited into the Pretoria Regiment (Princess Alice's Own). His first action came in the line outside Bologna when the Driver, Co-Driver and Gunner were all wounded in his tank. The Crew Commander and Wally managed to limp back to the Regiment. When the new replacement recruits arrived Wally had become the Second in Command and Gunner-by natural succession. Their tank was called 'Bashful' but was better known as 'Boozeful'. Only after the war was it discovered that Wally should never have been out there at all. After peace was declared Wally flew back to Pretoria by Dakota on compassionate leave, as his mother was very ill. Wally returned to articles working for G.K. Tucker and Wilson in Johannesburg and completed his Articles in 1948 but never qualified. He then worked as a Bookkeeper/Accountant for various different firms in Johannesburg. Horses had always played a large part in Wally's life and he took part in show jumping at the Rand Easter Show and also hunted with the East Rand Hunt Club and rode in the first steeplechase authorised by the Jockey Club. He later became a show jumping judge and was active in the Transvaal for fifteen years before moving to Bulwer in Natal. Wally's sons all inherited their Dad's love of horses and each excelled in various aspects of riding. Guy in show jumping, cross country and steeplechase, Mark in show jumping, instructing and race horse training and Kevin in endurance riding, stable management and farriering. Wally married Nina Given nee Thom formerly Brownie on 11th April 1953. Nina was born in Edinburgh on the 13th June 1923. She joined the WRNS at the age of 18 in 1941. After training she was posted to London 'HMS Stag' and worked at Port London Authority. From there she was later posted to Port Said where she met and married Major Wilfred Howard Brownie of the Transvaal Horse Artillery in December 1944. Nina was demobbed in Port Said in 1945 and returned to Johannesburg with her husband. They had a son Timothy Graeme Brownie, to whom Wally was the godfather, but the marriage was later dissolved. Wally and Nina moved to Cathcart in 1992 to help their son Guy and his wife Teresa to run the Astoria Café which they had bought. Wally has since spent several years in the employ of McEwans Nissan.

FLEMMER, Waldemar

Wally FLEMMER | 23 Dec 1925

WALDEMAR[7] FLEMMER (WALDEMAR KJELDBERG[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) was born on 23 December 1925 in Johannesburg, South Africa. He married WILLIAMINA GIVEN THOM on 11 April 1953 in Johannesburg, South Africa. She was born on 13 June 1923 in Edinburgh, Scotland. ----- Transcribed from an article in the MOTH Gaicka Shellhole Magazine When Wally left school he started work as an articled clerk/accountant in Johannesburg with G.K. Tucker and Wilson. He joined up with the Transvaal Scottish in 1944 based in Potchefstroom. Wally had been classed as a B1 because of poor eyesight and should never actually have left the Union of South Africa at all. By 'devious means' he had never denied that he was B1 but had never told anyone that he was one either… When the Colonel of the Regiment had interviewed everyone who wanted to join up, and he came to Wally, he asked him to remove his glasses. He said he didn't want anyone to shoot him by mistake! After asking various questions about schooling and Cadet career, he asked Wally what position he was applying for? Wally said on account of his being a Signaller in the Cadets, he thought a Wireless Operator - which was not the most popular job - would be most suitable because of his eyesight. Upon being dismissed, Wally saluted, and with his specs still in his hand, turned sharp right and marched straight into the marquee tent pole…. To his amazement he was accepted. Wally did three months training at Potchefstroom before going by Dakota in December 1944 to Cairo North Africa. Then on to Taranto on the boat 'Victoria Castle'. From there they travelled by cattle truck to Santa Barbara in Italy.. Then they found that there were no more Transvaal Scottish there and so they were recruited into the Pretoria Regiment (Princess Alice's Own). His first action came in the line outside Bologna when the Driver, Co-Driver and Gunner were all wounded in his tank. The Crew Commander and Wally managed to limp back to the Regiment. When the new replacement recruits arrived Wally had become the Second in Command and Gunner-by natural succession. Their tank was called 'Bashful' but was better known as 'Boozeful'. Only after the war was it discovered that Wally should never have been out there at all. After peace was declared Wally flew back to Pretoria by Dakota on compassionate leave, as his mother was very ill. Wally returned to articles working for G.K. Tucker and Wilson in Johannesburg and completed his Articles in 1948 but never qualified. He then worked as a Bookkeeper/Accountant for various different firms in Johannesburg. Horses had always played a large part in Wally's life and he took part in show jumping at the Rand Easter Show and also hunted with the East Rand Hunt Club and rode in the first steeplechase authorised by the Jockey Club. He later became a show jumping judge and was active in the Transvaal for fifteen years before moving to Bulwer in Natal. Wally's sons all inherited their Dad's love of horses and each excelled in various aspects of riding. Guy in show jumping, cross country and steeplechase, Mark in show jumping, instructing and race horse training and Kevin in endurance riding, stable management and farriering. Wally married Nina Given nee Thom formerly Brownie on 11th April 1953. Nina was born in Edinburgh on the 13th June 1923. She joined the WRNS at the age of 18 in 1941. After training she was posted to London 'HMS Stag' and worked at Port London Authority. From there she was later posted to Port Said where she met and married Major Wilfred Howard Brownie of the Transvaal Horse Artillery in December 1944. Nina was demobbed in Port Said in 1945 and returned to Johannesburg with her husband. They had a son Timothy Graeme Brownie, to whom Wally was the godfather, but the marriage was later dissolved. Wally and Nina moved to Cathcart in 1992 to help their son Guy and his wife Teresa to run the Astoria Café which they had bought. Wally has since spent several years in the employ of McEwans Nissan.
CATHERINE ANN[2] ROBINSON (PETER MCCALL[1]) was born on 24 August 1959 in Ixopo, Natal, South Africa. She married CLIVE FLETCHER 1991 in St Michael's Anglican Church, Umhlanga Rocks, Natal, South Africa. He was born on 25 August 1961 in Gwelo, Rhodesia. Cathy is the granddaughter of GWYNNETH GRACE MAUD[7] FLEMMER (JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born on 28 September 1908 in Marquin, Bechuanaland, Botswana. She married CHARLES ROSS on 11 September 1929 in Johannesburg, South Africa. He was born 18 October 1894 in Ficksburg, Orange Free State, South Africa and died on 25 January 1965. ----- I was born in Ixopo in South Africa where my father was Rector of the Anglican Church and when I was 5 we moved to Margate on the South Coast, where my father was Rector of St Margaret’s Anglican Church. I spent the next 7 happy years there and went to the local Margate Primary School until the family moved to England in late 1971. My father had been offered a living in Payhembury in Devonshire. I then had to travel 15 miles everyday to a public school in Exeter, called St Margaret’s School, a very proper and strict, all girls, day school. After 'O' levels, I decided to leave school as I wanted to become an air stewardess and travel the world. Before I could do that, I had to get some experience working with the public, so I enrolled at Exeter College and took a Hotel Receptionists course that lasted a year. I then started my first job at the Gypsy Hill Hotel, Pinhoe outside Exeter. I stayed there for a year and on my 18th birthday applied to British Airways; I didn't get a place as they said I was too young. Anyway, I was then offered a job by one of the guests at a smallish medical manufacturing company on Sowton Industrial Estate just outside Exeter.   After 2 years there, I decided to come out to South Africa for several months. I took a liner out from Falmouth called The Navarino, a Greek liner. Two weeks later, I arrived in Cape Town, Paddy and Mike Briant (Paddy is my mother's first cousin) met me at the docks and I spent my first weekend in South Africa with them, then I flew up to Durban where I stayed for a few months until returning to Cape Town for the next 6 months where I worked as a secretary to one of the Directors of I&J.   I returned to Durban as Mum and Dad had come out from England. I lived in Durban for the next 9 years where I met my husband Clive Fletcher when I was working at Deloittes as a secretary to one of the senior partners. Clive was doing his articles. Four years later, after I left, he asked me out!! By then I was working for a client as PA to the Chairman, I loved that job. Anyway, he managed to drag me away at the end of 1989 to live and work in Jersey in the Channel Islands. We lived there for 2 years and travelled a great deal, particularly to France which was only 10 miles away. You could even see the Normandy coastline on a good day from Jersey.   In 1991, we returned to South Africa and were married at St Michaels Anglican Church in Umhlanga Rocks, my father performed the ceremony. In 1993, we went back to England and lived in London for the next 4 years. We both worked at Ernst & Young and then I left when Mark was born on the 29th September 1994.   In November 1997 we immigrated to Australia where we settled in Sydney and our second son, Michael was born on 30th December 1998. We're still in Sydney today.

FLETCHER, Catherine Ann (nee Robinson)

Cathy FLETCHER | 24 August 1959

CATHERINE ANN[2] ROBINSON (PETER MCCALL[1]) was born on 24 August 1959 in Ixopo, Natal, South Africa. She married CLIVE FLETCHER 1991 in St Michael's Anglican Church, Umhlanga Rocks, Natal, South Africa. He was born on 25 August 1961 in Gwelo, Rhodesia. Cathy is the granddaughter of GWYNNETH GRACE MAUD[7] FLEMMER (JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born on 28 September 1908 in Marquin, Bechuanaland, Botswana. She married CHARLES ROSS on 11 September 1929 in Johannesburg, South Africa. He was born 18 October 1894 in Ficksburg, Orange Free State, South Africa and died on 25 January 1965. ----- I was born in Ixopo in South Africa where my father was Rector of the Anglican Church and when I was 5 we moved to Margate on the South Coast, where my father was Rector of St Margaret’s Anglican Church. I spent the next 7 happy years there and went to the local Margate Primary School until the family moved to England in late 1971. My father had been offered a living in Payhembury in Devonshire. I then had to travel 15 miles everyday to a public school in Exeter, called St Margaret’s School, a very proper and strict, all girls, day school. After 'O' levels, I decided to leave school as I wanted to become an air stewardess and travel the world. Before I could do that, I had to get some experience working with the public, so I enrolled at Exeter College and took a Hotel Receptionists course that lasted a year. I then started my first job at the Gypsy Hill Hotel, Pinhoe outside Exeter. I stayed there for a year and on my 18th birthday applied to British Airways; I didn't get a place as they said I was too young. Anyway, I was then offered a job by one of the guests at a smallish medical manufacturing company on Sowton Industrial Estate just outside Exeter.   After 2 years there, I decided to come out to South Africa for several months. I took a liner out from Falmouth called The Navarino, a Greek liner. Two weeks later, I arrived in Cape Town, Paddy and Mike Briant (Paddy is my mother's first cousin) met me at the docks and I spent my first weekend in South Africa with them, then I flew up to Durban where I stayed for a few months until returning to Cape Town for the next 6 months where I worked as a secretary to one of the Directors of I&J.   I returned to Durban as Mum and Dad had come out from England. I lived in Durban for the next 9 years where I met my husband Clive Fletcher when I was working at Deloittes as a secretary to one of the senior partners. Clive was doing his articles. Four years later, after I left, he asked me out!! By then I was working for a client as PA to the Chairman, I loved that job. Anyway, he managed to drag me away at the end of 1989 to live and work in Jersey in the Channel Islands. We lived there for 2 years and travelled a great deal, particularly to France which was only 10 miles away. You could even see the Normandy coastline on a good day from Jersey.   In 1991, we returned to South Africa and were married at St Michaels Anglican Church in Umhlanga Rocks, my father performed the ceremony. In 1993, we went back to England and lived in London for the next 4 years. We both worked at Ernst & Young and then I left when Mark was born on the 29th September 1994.   In November 1997 we immigrated to Australia where we settled in Sydney and our second son, Michael was born on 30th December 1998. We're still in Sydney today.
BRUCE[2] GEYSER (JOHN[1]) was born 1955. He is the son of JOAN OLIVE8 FLEMMER (JOHN 'JACK' SWEET DISTIN[7], JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]. She married JOHN GEYSER. ----- PERSONAL HISTORY BRUCE GEYSER JANUARY 2003 Fiancée : Cheryl Sister: Lindi Brother-in-law: Francois Nieces: Kylie(14) and Talia(12) My Schooling: Robertsham Primary: Sir.John Adamson High School. University: B.Compt. Degree at Univ. of S.A. I have my own business: B.G.Accounting and Tax Services/ Consultants. I have lived in Robertsham, Bassonia and Glenvista, Johannesburg. Significant events in my life: The day I Matriculated: The day I completed my army service on the Caprivi Strip and Bethlehem,OFS: When I graduated and received my B.Compt.Degree : The death of my grandfather John Sweet Distin Flemmer in 1980 and my grandmother Muriel in 1994. Overseas trips to Australia, America, U.K., Continent, Mauritius, Sea Voyages, etc. SPORT - Golf : My Dad is a talented and keen golfer so at two years of age I had a mini golf set! My Mom and I accompanied Dad on his weekly outings to The Daleside Golf Course where we played as a family. Much to everyone's surprise, Mom got a "hole-in-one"! Dad and I now play five mornings a week at Crown Mines Golf Club. Running my own business has the advantage that I can work flexi-time so we tee off at 6 a.m. and at midday I am hard at work in my office. Cheryl teaches ART and we have a mutual love of dogs - two Boxers. At the golf course two resident dogs - Labradors - accompany Dad and I round the course and enjoy sharing breakfast after ten holes.

GEYSER, Bruce

Bruce GEYSER | 1955

BRUCE[2] GEYSER (JOHN[1]) was born 1955. He is the son of JOAN OLIVE8 FLEMMER (JOHN 'JACK' SWEET DISTIN[7], JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]. She married JOHN GEYSER. ----- PERSONAL HISTORY BRUCE GEYSER JANUARY 2003 Fiancée : Cheryl Sister: Lindi Brother-in-law: Francois Nieces: Kylie(14) and Talia(12) My Schooling: Robertsham Primary: Sir.John Adamson High School. University: B.Compt. Degree at Univ. of S.A. I have my own business: B.G.Accounting and Tax Services/ Consultants. I have lived in Robertsham, Bassonia and Glenvista, Johannesburg. Significant events in my life: The day I Matriculated: The day I completed my army service on the Caprivi Strip and Bethlehem,OFS: When I graduated and received my B.Compt.Degree : The death of my grandfather John Sweet Distin Flemmer in 1980 and my grandmother Muriel in 1994. Overseas trips to Australia, America, U.K., Continent, Mauritius, Sea Voyages, etc. SPORT - Golf : My Dad is a talented and keen golfer so at two years of age I had a mini golf set! My Mom and I accompanied Dad on his weekly outings to The Daleside Golf Course where we played as a family. Much to everyone's surprise, Mom got a "hole-in-one"! Dad and I now play five mornings a week at Crown Mines Golf Club. Running my own business has the advantage that I can work flexi-time so we tee off at 6 a.m. and at midday I am hard at work in my office. Cheryl teaches ART and we have a mutual love of dogs - two Boxers. At the golf course two resident dogs - Labradors - accompany Dad and I round the course and enjoy sharing breakfast after ten holes.
JOHN[1] GEYSER was born on 20 September 1919 in Middelburg, Cape, South Africa. He married JOAN OLIVE[8] FLEMMER (JOHN SWEET DISTIN JACK[7], JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) was born on 28 March 1928 in Johannesburg, South Africa. ----- John’s parents divorced when he was four years old. His Dad, employed in the Police Force, got custody of the two older boys. Johnny and Johannes found life difficult without a mother’s love and help, and boarded with various uncaring families. When John was about 15 years old his father married Nancy (Naomi) in 1935. Born of this second marriage: a son Eddie b. 1936/05/16 in Jhb and Naomi b.1 940/09/09 in Jhb. John attended Forest High School in Forest Hill, Jhb. He left during the great Depression so, as work unobtainable, joined the SSB in Pretoria and became an Instructor in drilling and gymnastics. W/War 2 broke out a couple of years later and John was transferred to Barberton as an Instructor. While there 50 soldiers were sent to Pietersburg to march and recruit men. He then decided to join the 2nd Botha Regt. About six months later he was sent ‘up north’ with the 5th Brigade who fought in Kenya, Libya and Abyssinia - shipped via Mombasa to Egypt. SIDI REZEGH started the worst period in his life: Rommel’s Afrika Korps started destroying the South African 5th Brigade. Many South Africans will spare a thought for the 2nd Botha, 3rd Tvl Scottish and the 1st S.A. Irish, who earned immortality in the two-day Battle which ranked in intensity with Delville Wood and El Alamein… For, on November 21st , 22nd & 23rd, 1941, the Battle of Sidi Rezegh, fought on an arid sunscorched strip of Libya’s Western Desert, against overwhelming odds, lost 4,000 out of 5,000 men, killed or captured. Burnt out trucks and shattered weaponry, just so much litter, a desolate sight. There was the fantastic heroism of the unarmed stretcher-bearers who crawled through artillery, mortar and machine gun fire to drag wounded back to the relative safety of advance first-aid posts. Wadi’s exposed ridge claimed many lives. Johnny was taken prisoner on the 23rd November, 1941 and after marching a great distance, travelling in open cattle trucks, wounded and hungry, they were shipped to Italy and eventually ended up in POW Camp 52. Bitterly cold weather with little clothing and food was the order of the day until the Red Cross started sending shoebox size food parcels once a week. The men worked, first of all gathering small stones to pave the muddy lanes in the Camp. Then they built walls around the rice fields. In the autumn of the second year as POW, while building in the rice fields, John and his friend Tuinsman managed to escape. They wondered round the countryside, in bitterly cold weather, asking farmers for food and shelter in their barns for a night, until they were befriended by a very kind Italian family (whose son was a POW in S.Africa). A small tunnel in a hill close to the farmhouse was their day shelter. And at night they slept in the house upstairs. After about 3 months, when heads of families in the village were being shot for sheltering POW’s, they decided to leave. They were recaptured by the SS about 4 months later while sleeping in an abandoned House. Being escapees, they were kicked and threatened and eventually sent to Munich, Germany. Life became a nightmare as besides having to work in the snow chipping streets free of ice, Munich was being bombed – 1,000 raid bombers – by the RAF at nights and the Americans during the day. The POW’s had to clear that rubble too! John’s knee was by this time badly swollen and extremely painful. A year later, in June 1945, the POW’s were freed by the 7th American Army and the South Africans were shipped home via Liverpool, UK. Johnny’s homecoming turned out a disaster:…..Girlfriend about to marry another guy, father had spent all his money and sold his clothes and motorbike as John was reported ‘missing – presumed dead’. John recovered from a nervous breakdown and the good news was that he heard that his biological mother lived in Boksburg. He went looking for her and miraculously bumped into her in the main street near where he had parked his car. Ma invited him to leave the boarding house and live with them – he was delighted to meet up with his younger brother Bert again and came to love his stepfather who was very kind to John and gave him a job in his business, which ended a few years later when they moved to Belfast, Tvl. Johnny met his future wife Joan at a mutual friend’s house in Jhb. They got married on New Year’s Day 1st January 1949. Son Bruce was born 5th April 1955 in Jhb. Daughter Lindi was born 16th October, 1963 in Jhb. (m and div) Granddaughters Kylie Etsebeth b. 1989.01.25 & Talia Etsebeth b. 1990.10.30. John worked at Nampak (API) Industria, Jhb, from 1956 for 27 years, eventually becoming chief storekeeper of 20 stores and Transport Manager. He retired in 1983 at the age of 63 to enable him to spend more time playing golf at Crown Mines Golf Course. They moved to Renaissance Retirement Village, Glenvista, Jhb in 1989 after living in Robertsham for 25 years.

GEYSER, John

Johnny GEYSER | 20 September 1919

JOHN[1] GEYSER was born on 20 September 1919 in Middelburg, Cape, South Africa. He married JOAN OLIVE[8] FLEMMER (JOHN SWEET DISTIN JACK[7], JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) was born on 28 March 1928 in Johannesburg, South Africa. ----- John’s parents divorced when he was four years old. His Dad, employed in the Police Force, got custody of the two older boys. Johnny and Johannes found life difficult without a mother’s love and help, and boarded with various uncaring families. When John was about 15 years old his father married Nancy (Naomi) in 1935. Born of this second marriage: a son Eddie b. 1936/05/16 in Jhb and Naomi b.1 940/09/09 in Jhb. John attended Forest High School in Forest Hill, Jhb. He left during the great Depression so, as work unobtainable, joined the SSB in Pretoria and became an Instructor in drilling and gymnastics. W/War 2 broke out a couple of years later and John was transferred to Barberton as an Instructor. While there 50 soldiers were sent to Pietersburg to march and recruit men. He then decided to join the 2nd Botha Regt. About six months later he was sent ‘up north’ with the 5th Brigade who fought in Kenya, Libya and Abyssinia - shipped via Mombasa to Egypt. SIDI REZEGH started the worst period in his life: Rommel’s Afrika Korps started destroying the South African 5th Brigade. Many South Africans will spare a thought for the 2nd Botha, 3rd Tvl Scottish and the 1st S.A. Irish, who earned immortality in the two-day Battle which ranked in intensity with Delville Wood and El Alamein… For, on November 21st , 22nd & 23rd, 1941, the Battle of Sidi Rezegh, fought on an arid sunscorched strip of Libya’s Western Desert, against overwhelming odds, lost 4,000 out of 5,000 men, killed or captured. Burnt out trucks and shattered weaponry, just so much litter, a desolate sight. There was the fantastic heroism of the unarmed stretcher-bearers who crawled through artillery, mortar and machine gun fire to drag wounded back to the relative safety of advance first-aid posts. Wadi’s exposed ridge claimed many lives. Johnny was taken prisoner on the 23rd November, 1941 and after marching a great distance, travelling in open cattle trucks, wounded and hungry, they were shipped to Italy and eventually ended up in POW Camp 52. Bitterly cold weather with little clothing and food was the order of the day until the Red Cross started sending shoebox size food parcels once a week. The men worked, first of all gathering small stones to pave the muddy lanes in the Camp. Then they built walls around the rice fields. In the autumn of the second year as POW, while building in the rice fields, John and his friend Tuinsman managed to escape. They wondered round the countryside, in bitterly cold weather, asking farmers for food and shelter in their barns for a night, until they were befriended by a very kind Italian family (whose son was a POW in S.Africa). A small tunnel in a hill close to the farmhouse was their day shelter. And at night they slept in the house upstairs. After about 3 months, when heads of families in the village were being shot for sheltering POW’s, they decided to leave. They were recaptured by the SS about 4 months later while sleeping in an abandoned House. Being escapees, they were kicked and threatened and eventually sent to Munich, Germany. Life became a nightmare as besides having to work in the snow chipping streets free of ice, Munich was being bombed – 1,000 raid bombers – by the RAF at nights and the Americans during the day. The POW’s had to clear that rubble too! John’s knee was by this time badly swollen and extremely painful. A year later, in June 1945, the POW’s were freed by the 7th American Army and the South Africans were shipped home via Liverpool, UK. Johnny’s homecoming turned out a disaster:…..Girlfriend about to marry another guy, father had spent all his money and sold his clothes and motorbike as John was reported ‘missing – presumed dead’. John recovered from a nervous breakdown and the good news was that he heard that his biological mother lived in Boksburg. He went looking for her and miraculously bumped into her in the main street near where he had parked his car. Ma invited him to leave the boarding house and live with them – he was delighted to meet up with his younger brother Bert again and came to love his stepfather who was very kind to John and gave him a job in his business, which ended a few years later when they moved to Belfast, Tvl. Johnny met his future wife Joan at a mutual friend’s house in Jhb. They got married on New Year’s Day 1st January 1949. Son Bruce was born 5th April 1955 in Jhb. Daughter Lindi was born 16th October, 1963 in Jhb. (m and div) Granddaughters Kylie Etsebeth b. 1989.01.25 & Talia Etsebeth b. 1990.10.30. John worked at Nampak (API) Industria, Jhb, from 1956 for 27 years, eventually becoming chief storekeeper of 20 stores and Transport Manager. He retired in 1983 at the age of 63 to enable him to spend more time playing golf at Crown Mines Golf Course. They moved to Renaissance Retirement Village, Glenvista, Jhb in 1989 after living in Robertsham for 25 years.
EDWARD CRAWFURD[5] GILFILLAN (EDWARD MOUNSEY[4], EDWARD THORNHILL[3], EDWARD STOCKENSTROM LODEWICUS[2]) is the great grandson of CHARLOTTE MARIE LOUISE[5] FLEMMER (CHRISTIAN AUGUST[4]) born on 18 April 1844 in Korsor, Denmark and died 17 June 1934 in Wilsonia near East London, South Africa. She married EDWARD STOCKENSTROM LODEWICUS GILFILLAN on 7 September 1864 in St. Peter's, Cradock, South Africa, son of WILLIAM GILFILLAN and ANNA THORNHILL. He was born February 1838 and died on 20 July 1908 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa. Ted married RUTH MARY MCJANNET in East London, South Africa on 17 Feb 1968. ----- Schooling and University: St Andrews College Grahamstown: University of Natal PMB (BSc Agric): UNISA (Bcomm) In the Sugar Industry (Tongaat Sugar and then Tongaat-Hulett Sugar) for my entire career with Tongaat Sugar as Agronomist from 1964 then running a small farmer development Company within Tongaat then as General Manager Agric in northern Natal and finally as General Manager of the Açucareira de Xinavane sugar mill and Estates in Xinavane Moçambique from 1998 to the present 2003. Have lived in Tongaat, Umhlali, Empangeni, Xinavane (Moçambique) My Grandfather was Edward Thornhill Gilfillan the 2nd son of Edward Gilfillan and Charlotte Flemmer. Our children are all married and living in Australia, Scotland and UK. One grandson in Australia. I grew up at Conway on sheep farm half way between Middelburg and Cradock. Will retire to Eastern Cape (Kenton-on-Sea) Have met and kept in touch with some of the descendants of Adam Gilfillan the brother of William who also came out to SA with William on the Zoroaster. Interests include woodwork, metal work, electronics, the study of trees, cycling, canoeing and flying a microlight and fishing.

GILFILLAN, Edward Crawfurd

Ted GILFILLAN |

EDWARD CRAWFURD[5] GILFILLAN (EDWARD MOUNSEY[4], EDWARD THORNHILL[3], EDWARD STOCKENSTROM LODEWICUS[2]) is the great grandson of CHARLOTTE MARIE LOUISE[5] FLEMMER (CHRISTIAN AUGUST[4]) born on 18 April 1844 in Korsor, Denmark and died 17 June 1934 in Wilsonia near East London, South Africa. She married EDWARD STOCKENSTROM LODEWICUS GILFILLAN on 7 September 1864 in St. Peter's, Cradock, South Africa, son of WILLIAM GILFILLAN and ANNA THORNHILL. He was born February 1838 and died on 20 July 1908 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa. Ted married RUTH MARY MCJANNET in East London, South Africa on 17 Feb 1968. ----- Schooling and University: St Andrews College Grahamstown: University of Natal PMB (BSc Agric): UNISA (Bcomm) In the Sugar Industry (Tongaat Sugar and then Tongaat-Hulett Sugar) for my entire career with Tongaat Sugar as Agronomist from 1964 then running a small farmer development Company within Tongaat then as General Manager Agric in northern Natal and finally as General Manager of the Açucareira de Xinavane sugar mill and Estates in Xinavane Moçambique from 1998 to the present 2003. Have lived in Tongaat, Umhlali, Empangeni, Xinavane (Moçambique) My Grandfather was Edward Thornhill Gilfillan the 2nd son of Edward Gilfillan and Charlotte Flemmer. Our children are all married and living in Australia, Scotland and UK. One grandson in Australia. I grew up at Conway on sheep farm half way between Middelburg and Cradock. Will retire to Eastern Cape (Kenton-on-Sea) Have met and kept in touch with some of the descendants of Adam Gilfillan the brother of William who also came out to SA with William on the Zoroaster. Interests include woodwork, metal work, electronics, the study of trees, cycling, canoeing and flying a microlight and fishing.
WENDY[2] MAST (THEODORE MAURICE[1]) was born 1944. She is the daughter of BARBARA ANNA[7] FLEMMER (JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born 1910. She married THOEDORE MAURICE MAST born 1900. ----- Born in Johannesburg, my earliest memory is the day that our neighbour, Mrs Telfer popped in for a friendly visit and I asked her if she would please make me some ice cream as my mother wouldn't. I still remember the embarrassment on my mother's face, when Mrs Telfer said "Of course". She picked me up onto the counter and borrowed all my mother's ingredients to do the necessary! We had a huge garden with rose bushes as far as you could see, a swimming pool, which in those days was a major problem to keep clean, as my dad told me later on, and a little room which they called the Sanctuary, in which us kids got up to all sorts of nonsense. The other highlight of those days was my Gran, Maud Flemmer, who stayed in a cottage built next door to our house. Whenever we popped in to say "hello", she would offer us a barley sugar stick which was kept in the bottle right inside her front door. She would put me on her piano stool next to her while she played beautiful music for me. She gave me a love for music which has lasted all my life. We moved to Pietermaritzburg for a short time where I started school at age 4, and then to Gillitts for a short time. The nearest school at Kloof said I had started my education too young so there was a slight reprieve in the learning process. (The start of a bumpy school career). The next move was to Kloof to Sykes Road which was down the road from what is now the Thomas Moore School. We got to know the family who lived in that house quite well, especially as my brother dated their daughter for a bit. My mother's sister, Doris was a great knitter. As a child she was found knitting furiously on two long nails (all that was available to her) with a bit of wool dangling. When asked why she was knitting so fast, she replied "My wool's nearly finished and I'm trying to beat it!". Naturally, she was the one who taught me to knit with the unique style of securing the left needle under the armpit which makes for great speed. She was never without her knitting and took orders as long as she lived. When I was 11 we moved into Durban to a lovely double-storey house which had a fish pond in the garden, before my parents finally settled in a little place in Cherry Ave which is where I met my first boyfriend. I started working as a shorthand typist when I was 19, and met Dave between the passage and the lift, as we worked on the same floor. Dave also loves music and when the kids were old enough, they each learnt an instrument. Gavin and Travis did really well on classical guitar, though Travis has since moved onto a more "versatile" mode, Paula got going with the flute and Jene on clarinet. Dave is now doing water colour painting quite seriously, and I still type for a living!

GRIFFITHS, Wendy (nee Mast)

Wendy GRIFFITHS | 1944

WENDY[2] MAST (THEODORE MAURICE[1]) was born 1944. She is the daughter of BARBARA ANNA[7] FLEMMER (JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born 1910. She married THOEDORE MAURICE MAST born 1900. ----- Born in Johannesburg, my earliest memory is the day that our neighbour, Mrs Telfer popped in for a friendly visit and I asked her if she would please make me some ice cream as my mother wouldn't. I still remember the embarrassment on my mother's face, when Mrs Telfer said "Of course". She picked me up onto the counter and borrowed all my mother's ingredients to do the necessary! We had a huge garden with rose bushes as far as you could see, a swimming pool, which in those days was a major problem to keep clean, as my dad told me later on, and a little room which they called the Sanctuary, in which us kids got up to all sorts of nonsense. The other highlight of those days was my Gran, Maud Flemmer, who stayed in a cottage built next door to our house. Whenever we popped in to say "hello", she would offer us a barley sugar stick which was kept in the bottle right inside her front door. She would put me on her piano stool next to her while she played beautiful music for me. She gave me a love for music which has lasted all my life. We moved to Pietermaritzburg for a short time where I started school at age 4, and then to Gillitts for a short time. The nearest school at Kloof said I had started my education too young so there was a slight reprieve in the learning process. (The start of a bumpy school career). The next move was to Kloof to Sykes Road which was down the road from what is now the Thomas Moore School. We got to know the family who lived in that house quite well, especially as my brother dated their daughter for a bit. My mother's sister, Doris was a great knitter. As a child she was found knitting furiously on two long nails (all that was available to her) with a bit of wool dangling. When asked why she was knitting so fast, she replied "My wool's nearly finished and I'm trying to beat it!". Naturally, she was the one who taught me to knit with the unique style of securing the left needle under the armpit which makes for great speed. She was never without her knitting and took orders as long as she lived. When I was 11 we moved into Durban to a lovely double-storey house which had a fish pond in the garden, before my parents finally settled in a little place in Cherry Ave which is where I met my first boyfriend. I started working as a shorthand typist when I was 19, and met Dave between the passage and the lift, as we worked on the same floor. Dave also loves music and when the kids were old enough, they each learnt an instrument. Gavin and Travis did really well on classical guitar, though Travis has since moved onto a more "versatile" mode, Paula got going with the flute and Jene on clarinet. Dave is now doing water colour painting quite seriously, and I still type for a living!
BENJAMIN[2] HASWELL (ROBERT[1]) was born on 23 May 1971 in Baton Rouge, Louisiana, USA. He married SHAWN JOHNSON on 25 May 2002 in Baton Rouge, Louisiana, USA. Benjamin is the grandson of YULA[7] FLEMMER (WALDEMAR KJELDBERG[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5], CHRISTIAN AUGUST[4]) born on 19 May 1921 in Johannesburg, South Africa. She married TOM ASHTON ROUTLEDGE in 1943 in Johannesburg, South Africa. He was born on 3 August 1917 in Boksburg, South Africa and died on 13 February 1980 in Durban, South Africa. ----- I was born in Baton Rouge, Louisiana, May 23 1971. My family returned to Pietermaritzburg thereafter, but I always longed to return. Following the completion of my studies for a BA degree at the University of Natal, I worked for a short time as a journalist at The Daily News and then served as President of the Democratic Party Youth Organisation in 1994/5. My family has played a leading role in the struggle against Apartheid - my father was a MP, then Mayor and is now the Town Clerk in PMB. My mother continues to run one of the first non-racial playschools ever opened in the country. When my period of office ended, I felt my contribution was made to my country and set off for America in July 1996. Interestingly enough, I was sure to first visit my Danish girlfriend at the time, Rikke Dam Nielsen, in Aarhus, Denmark. We had met previously at a political conference in Copenhagen two years prior.   I married in Baton Rouge on May 25, 2002. My wife Shawn Johnson is from Lafayette, Louisiana. We now live at 14 Williams Ave in Jefferson, LA,70121. Shawn is a banker, like my Grandpa Tom. We were very lucky as our house survived the terrible Hurricane Katrina, but our world has certainly been changed forever. I still play rugby on occasion - my father, Rob, founded the game in Louisiana when he was a graduate student in the 70's. I also play soccer. I'm currently studying to become an English teacher, as writing remains my favourite pastime. My Grandfather Reginald Haswell, who came over from London was both a great writer and a famous boxing promoter. My father Rob also writes frequently.

HASWELL, Benjamin

Benjamin HASWELL | 23 May 1971

BENJAMIN[2] HASWELL (ROBERT[1]) was born on 23 May 1971 in Baton Rouge, Louisiana, USA. He married SHAWN JOHNSON on 25 May 2002 in Baton Rouge, Louisiana, USA. Benjamin is the grandson of YULA[7] FLEMMER (WALDEMAR KJELDBERG[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5], CHRISTIAN AUGUST[4]) born on 19 May 1921 in Johannesburg, South Africa. She married TOM ASHTON ROUTLEDGE in 1943 in Johannesburg, South Africa. He was born on 3 August 1917 in Boksburg, South Africa and died on 13 February 1980 in Durban, South Africa. ----- I was born in Baton Rouge, Louisiana, May 23 1971. My family returned to Pietermaritzburg thereafter, but I always longed to return. Following the completion of my studies for a BA degree at the University of Natal, I worked for a short time as a journalist at The Daily News and then served as President of the Democratic Party Youth Organisation in 1994/5. My family has played a leading role in the struggle against Apartheid - my father was a MP, then Mayor and is now the Town Clerk in PMB. My mother continues to run one of the first non-racial playschools ever opened in the country. When my period of office ended, I felt my contribution was made to my country and set off for America in July 1996. Interestingly enough, I was sure to first visit my Danish girlfriend at the time, Rikke Dam Nielsen, in Aarhus, Denmark. We had met previously at a political conference in Copenhagen two years prior.   I married in Baton Rouge on May 25, 2002. My wife Shawn Johnson is from Lafayette, Louisiana. We now live at 14 Williams Ave in Jefferson, LA,70121. Shawn is a banker, like my Grandpa Tom. We were very lucky as our house survived the terrible Hurricane Katrina, but our world has certainly been changed forever. I still play rugby on occasion - my father, Rob, founded the game in Louisiana when he was a graduate student in the 70's. I also play soccer. I'm currently studying to become an English teacher, as writing remains my favourite pastime. My Grandfather Reginald Haswell, who came over from London was both a great writer and a famous boxing promoter. My father Rob also writes frequently.
ANTHEA RUTH[2] WOOLRIDGE (PERCIVAL CHARLES[1]) was born on 7 July 1939 in Durban, South Africa. She married TERENCE RONALD HERBERT on 7 October 1967 in Durban, South Africa, son of RONALD HERBERT and KATHLEEN FLEMMER. He was born on 7 February 1942 in East London, South Africa. ----- PERSONAL HISTORY OF ANTHEA RUTH HERBERT (WOOLRIDGE) BORN 7 JULY 1939. WRITTEN IN JANUARY 2003. My parents were Percy and Millicent Woolridge (Hunt-Pinker). My father had two sisters and my mother had a brother who died young at age 18. My father's parents were Charles and Ethel (Stonely) Woolridge and my mother's parents were John and Frances (Chapman) Hunt-Pinker. I have one brother - Graham Athlone Woolridge, currently living in Australia with his wife Molly (Parsons). They have two daughters - Leigh-Ann and Perry-Jane and a son Graydon and three grandsons. I went to Penzance Road Junior School and then went on to Durban Girls High School. I didn't really enjoy any school subjects and got more pleasure from my studies of music singing and drama. I appeared in many stage shows. I joined the Durban Municipal Telephone Department in May 1955 and worked there until 1963. During my leisure time I managed to do quite a bit of cabaret work with bands at various nightspots. I had a lot of fun and the money I made from these shows all helped me achieve my goal of my first trip overseas. I also did gigs for the Durban Publicity Association and appeared in a number of stage and ice shows, although my skating was never really of a professional standard. I had always wanted to travel and had a list of six places I wanted to see. The Pyramids, The Blue Grotto at Capri, San Francisco, Hong Kong, Rio de Janeiro and Acapulco and I set sail on the "Southern Cross" in May 1963 for a working holiday in the United Kingdom. I took temporary jobs with Alfred marks Bureau and shared a flat in Holland Park with two girlfriends. I traveled several times on the Continent, even getting behind the Iron Curtain with a trip to East Berlin and the infamous Wall, years before it was demolished. I also did a trip around England and Scotland by car with some friends and after a skiing holiday in Leysin, Switzerland I returned to South Africa via the Suez Canal on the Italian liner "Africa". I had the chance to see the Pyramids on a stop in Egypt, and we also went ashore at Mogadishu, Aden, Mombasa, Dar-Es-Salaam and Beira. Back in Durban, I worked for a year in the office at Stuttafords and then joined Royal Insurance in 1965, where I met Terry. We were married in October 1967 and moved to Cape Town where our son, Matthew, was born in 1971. Fortunately Terry shared my love of travel and we have had a very interesting life together. I managed to notch up the second of my target destinations when we went on a cruise on the "Reina del Mar" to Rio de Janeiro and other South American ports in 1969. We didn't do much travelling for some years after that - providing for a child and house purchase took care of all surplus funds. But in 1981, Ter was posted to Zimbabwe where we had six very happy years and were able to travel extensively to Europe, America and the Far East. By the time we left Harare in 1987 for Australia, Ter's next posting, we had managed to get to San Francisco and Hong Kong. Most of our holidays were in the Northern winter as all three of us loved the cold and snow, although none of us were winter sports people. We lived in Sydney on the North Shore for 18 months until Ter was made General Manager and we moved to Head Office in Melbourne. His job took him all over Australia and New Zealand and we had some wonderful trips including our Silver Wedding Anniversary at Milford Sound on New Zealand South island. Although we enjoyed our life in Australia, we missed South Africa and our friends and so were very happy to return to Cape Town at the end of 1995, where we were able to purchase a nice house in Kalk Bay. We still travel extensively and are so pleased that cruising is back in fashion because that is our favourite way of travelling. On one Mediterranean cruise we took in the Blue Grotto which was better than I had ever imagined it to be and on another, out of San Diego, we finally made it to the last destination on my list - Acapulco. Ter has a contract with people on St Helena so we have had two most enjoyable trips on the last mail ship afloat - RMS St Helena. The first of these trips was especial fun because we were travelling with Steve, Judy, Paddy and Ronel, although we could all have done without the five days on Ascension Island before we flew out on the RAF flight to Brize Norton. But the best cruise we have had to date was the one we took at the end of 2000 with Matt and our lovely daughter-in-law, Dani. We went from Hong Kong to Singapore, via Vietnam to celebrate the new millennium. That was really special for all of us, especially sailing out of Hong Kong on Christmas Eve with all the buildings brightly decorated and the entertainment crew singing carols.

HERBERT, Anthea (nee Woolridge)

Anthea HERBERT | 7 July 1939

ANTHEA RUTH[2] WOOLRIDGE (PERCIVAL CHARLES[1]) was born on 7 July 1939 in Durban, South Africa. She married TERENCE RONALD HERBERT on 7 October 1967 in Durban, South Africa, son of RONALD HERBERT and KATHLEEN FLEMMER. He was born on 7 February 1942 in East London, South Africa. ----- PERSONAL HISTORY OF ANTHEA RUTH HERBERT (WOOLRIDGE) BORN 7 JULY 1939. WRITTEN IN JANUARY 2003. My parents were Percy and Millicent Woolridge (Hunt-Pinker). My father had two sisters and my mother had a brother who died young at age 18. My father's parents were Charles and Ethel (Stonely) Woolridge and my mother's parents were John and Frances (Chapman) Hunt-Pinker. I have one brother - Graham Athlone Woolridge, currently living in Australia with his wife Molly (Parsons). They have two daughters - Leigh-Ann and Perry-Jane and a son Graydon and three grandsons. I went to Penzance Road Junior School and then went on to Durban Girls High School. I didn't really enjoy any school subjects and got more pleasure from my studies of music singing and drama. I appeared in many stage shows. I joined the Durban Municipal Telephone Department in May 1955 and worked there until 1963. During my leisure time I managed to do quite a bit of cabaret work with bands at various nightspots. I had a lot of fun and the money I made from these shows all helped me achieve my goal of my first trip overseas. I also did gigs for the Durban Publicity Association and appeared in a number of stage and ice shows, although my skating was never really of a professional standard. I had always wanted to travel and had a list of six places I wanted to see. The Pyramids, The Blue Grotto at Capri, San Francisco, Hong Kong, Rio de Janeiro and Acapulco and I set sail on the "Southern Cross" in May 1963 for a working holiday in the United Kingdom. I took temporary jobs with Alfred marks Bureau and shared a flat in Holland Park with two girlfriends. I traveled several times on the Continent, even getting behind the Iron Curtain with a trip to East Berlin and the infamous Wall, years before it was demolished. I also did a trip around England and Scotland by car with some friends and after a skiing holiday in Leysin, Switzerland I returned to South Africa via the Suez Canal on the Italian liner "Africa". I had the chance to see the Pyramids on a stop in Egypt, and we also went ashore at Mogadishu, Aden, Mombasa, Dar-Es-Salaam and Beira. Back in Durban, I worked for a year in the office at Stuttafords and then joined Royal Insurance in 1965, where I met Terry. We were married in October 1967 and moved to Cape Town where our son, Matthew, was born in 1971. Fortunately Terry shared my love of travel and we have had a very interesting life together. I managed to notch up the second of my target destinations when we went on a cruise on the "Reina del Mar" to Rio de Janeiro and other South American ports in 1969. We didn't do much travelling for some years after that - providing for a child and house purchase took care of all surplus funds. But in 1981, Ter was posted to Zimbabwe where we had six very happy years and were able to travel extensively to Europe, America and the Far East. By the time we left Harare in 1987 for Australia, Ter's next posting, we had managed to get to San Francisco and Hong Kong. Most of our holidays were in the Northern winter as all three of us loved the cold and snow, although none of us were winter sports people. We lived in Sydney on the North Shore for 18 months until Ter was made General Manager and we moved to Head Office in Melbourne. His job took him all over Australia and New Zealand and we had some wonderful trips including our Silver Wedding Anniversary at Milford Sound on New Zealand South island. Although we enjoyed our life in Australia, we missed South Africa and our friends and so were very happy to return to Cape Town at the end of 1995, where we were able to purchase a nice house in Kalk Bay. We still travel extensively and are so pleased that cruising is back in fashion because that is our favourite way of travelling. On one Mediterranean cruise we took in the Blue Grotto which was better than I had ever imagined it to be and on another, out of San Diego, we finally made it to the last destination on my list - Acapulco. Ter has a contract with people on St Helena so we have had two most enjoyable trips on the last mail ship afloat - RMS St Helena. The first of these trips was especial fun because we were travelling with Steve, Judy, Paddy and Ronel, although we could all have done without the five days on Ascension Island before we flew out on the RAF flight to Brize Norton. But the best cruise we have had to date was the one we took at the end of 2000 with Matt and our lovely daughter-in-law, Dani. We went from Hong Kong to Singapore, via Vietnam to celebrate the new millennium. That was really special for all of us, especially sailing out of Hong Kong on Christmas Eve with all the buildings brightly decorated and the entertainment crew singing carols.
DANIELLE ROSE MARIANNA CLAIRE[2] ROSTAN (FRANC[1]) was born on 6 November 1973 in Melbourne, Australia. She married MATTHEW CHRISTOPHER RONALD HERBERT on 20 June 1998 in Slovenian Catholic Church Kew, Melbourne, Australia. He is the grandson of KATHLEEN NORAH[7] FLEMMER (MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) born on 12 August 1914 in East London, South Africa and died on 31 October 1972 in Cape Town, South Africa. ----- My name is Danielle Rose Marianna Claire Rostan-Herbert, wife of Matthew Christopher Ronald Herbert. My name was long to begin with, but chose to add Herbert as I truly became part of this wonderful family. When I was asked to write about my life, I thought my life was not very interesting to tell. I was born in Melbourne, Australia on November 6, 1973, second daughter of immigrant parents Franc and Lubica Rostan (Talevska). My Dad comes from a farm in Slovenia, where he worked hard from a young age. He was very smart at school, particularly with Maths, but he was unable to finish high school when the school was bombed during World War II. He came to Australia in 1961 with one suitcase, looking for better opportunities for his future family; a good education and a good job, which did not involve manual labour. I love my Dad and never thought I would find anyone as great as him to share my life with. He is the most loving, understanding and gentle, giving person I know. He is quiet and listens to everything I say. My Mum, on the other hand, is a real chatterbox - probably where I get it from. She came to Australia at the age of 26, when her Mum thought it was time she got married. Her older brother said he knew a nice man from Slovenia, and suggested she send a photo of herself, with her details on the back. On receiving this photo, my Dad thought she would be a good bride, and asked her to marry him without actually meeting her. Mum flew halfway around the world to meet her future husband. Their traditions from Europe came to their new home with them. Even though they lived in an inner city suburb of Melbourne, they had a flourishing vegie patch, and made their own tomato sauce, wine and pork products. Although I was born in Australia, my first language was Macedonian on my mother's side and Slovenian on my father's side. English came third, and I spoke it with my sister, Tania, who is eight years older. I loved my childhood. I went to Wales Street Primary School and on Sundays to St Mary's for church school. I was a good Catholic girl; I had my first Holy Communion when I was ten. I felt special dressed in a white dress with lace trims and a double veil. Being chosen to take the wine to the altar on the day made me so proud. It happened to be my birthday, so there was a big party for me. I must have been really important, as I had a number of my uncles over the night before preparing the pig for the spit. I remember swinging on the clothesline in my parents' backyard; hanging upside down on the lemon tree; and feeding stale bread with water to my favourite chicken, Penny. She loved it. Well, having European parents, when they saw Penny they saw food. When I saw Penny, I saw a good friend. Penny got older… and my good friend ended up as soup stock. Now you can understand the vegetarian in me. My poor parents thought I had gone mad. I was a bit of a nerd. Because my parents did not have the opportunity of a good education, it was the number one thing on the agenda for me. So I had my head in the books ever since I could remember. I must have a good education in order to have a good job and it was important to be self-sufficient if necessary. Having quite strict parents, it was difficult for me to go out until the age of 18. To make up for my lack of social interaction, I had a very creative and imaginative life. I thought a better path would be to marry a prince and he could look after me. Anyway, that thought did not last too long. In 1990 I completed my VCE, studying mainly maths and science in order to give me the most options at University. I did well and studied Engineering at RMIT, and then went on to complete my Masters of Engineering in Environment. My real passion was dancing - but that was not a real job, according to my parents. In 1997 I started working at the University of Melbourne, where I am an Engineer in the area of Environment, Health and Safety. Having completed my higher education and secured a good job, it was my turn to do something I love to do. I studied to became an aerobics instructor, teaching four classes a week. I love to see my participants excited about exercise. I met Matthew while working at the Crossley Hotel in 1995, while completing my Masters. I was 21. The moment our trolleys bumped into each other that was it. I had found my soul mate. He is my best friend and treats me like a princess. I didn't travel until Matthew proposed to me on December 20, 1996, prior to our trip to South Africa and Zimbabwe. Not only was it my first time overseas as an adult, but such an exotic place. Matt and I married in June 1998, on a cold winter's day in Melbourne, but perfect for our honeymoon to Germany, Austria and Slovenia in the European summer. My favourite part was Salzburg: iced tea and apple strudel. But the best part was the surprise my beautiful husband had organised: the Sound of Music tour, singing all the theme songs, and going to the church where Maria married Captain Von Trapp. Until I married, I lived in the same house, in the same area, with the same friends. While I didn't leave Thornbury, moving in with Matthew after we married was like moving to a different world. We built our house together. One made of mortar and wood and the other, love and trust.

HERBERT, Danielle Rose Marianna Claire (nee Rostan)

Dani HERBERT | 6 Nov 1973

DANIELLE ROSE MARIANNA CLAIRE[2] ROSTAN (FRANC[1]) was born on 6 November 1973 in Melbourne, Australia. She married MATTHEW CHRISTOPHER RONALD HERBERT on 20 June 1998 in Slovenian Catholic Church Kew, Melbourne, Australia. He is the grandson of KATHLEEN NORAH[7] FLEMMER (MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) born on 12 August 1914 in East London, South Africa and died on 31 October 1972 in Cape Town, South Africa. ----- My name is Danielle Rose Marianna Claire Rostan-Herbert, wife of Matthew Christopher Ronald Herbert. My name was long to begin with, but chose to add Herbert as I truly became part of this wonderful family. When I was asked to write about my life, I thought my life was not very interesting to tell. I was born in Melbourne, Australia on November 6, 1973, second daughter of immigrant parents Franc and Lubica Rostan (Talevska). My Dad comes from a farm in Slovenia, where he worked hard from a young age. He was very smart at school, particularly with Maths, but he was unable to finish high school when the school was bombed during World War II. He came to Australia in 1961 with one suitcase, looking for better opportunities for his future family; a good education and a good job, which did not involve manual labour. I love my Dad and never thought I would find anyone as great as him to share my life with. He is the most loving, understanding and gentle, giving person I know. He is quiet and listens to everything I say. My Mum, on the other hand, is a real chatterbox - probably where I get it from. She came to Australia at the age of 26, when her Mum thought it was time she got married. Her older brother said he knew a nice man from Slovenia, and suggested she send a photo of herself, with her details on the back. On receiving this photo, my Dad thought she would be a good bride, and asked her to marry him without actually meeting her. Mum flew halfway around the world to meet her future husband. Their traditions from Europe came to their new home with them. Even though they lived in an inner city suburb of Melbourne, they had a flourishing vegie patch, and made their own tomato sauce, wine and pork products. Although I was born in Australia, my first language was Macedonian on my mother's side and Slovenian on my father's side. English came third, and I spoke it with my sister, Tania, who is eight years older. I loved my childhood. I went to Wales Street Primary School and on Sundays to St Mary's for church school. I was a good Catholic girl; I had my first Holy Communion when I was ten. I felt special dressed in a white dress with lace trims and a double veil. Being chosen to take the wine to the altar on the day made me so proud. It happened to be my birthday, so there was a big party for me. I must have been really important, as I had a number of my uncles over the night before preparing the pig for the spit. I remember swinging on the clothesline in my parents' backyard; hanging upside down on the lemon tree; and feeding stale bread with water to my favourite chicken, Penny. She loved it. Well, having European parents, when they saw Penny they saw food. When I saw Penny, I saw a good friend. Penny got older… and my good friend ended up as soup stock. Now you can understand the vegetarian in me. My poor parents thought I had gone mad. I was a bit of a nerd. Because my parents did not have the opportunity of a good education, it was the number one thing on the agenda for me. So I had my head in the books ever since I could remember. I must have a good education in order to have a good job and it was important to be self-sufficient if necessary. Having quite strict parents, it was difficult for me to go out until the age of 18. To make up for my lack of social interaction, I had a very creative and imaginative life. I thought a better path would be to marry a prince and he could look after me. Anyway, that thought did not last too long. In 1990 I completed my VCE, studying mainly maths and science in order to give me the most options at University. I did well and studied Engineering at RMIT, and then went on to complete my Masters of Engineering in Environment. My real passion was dancing - but that was not a real job, according to my parents. In 1997 I started working at the University of Melbourne, where I am an Engineer in the area of Environment, Health and Safety. Having completed my higher education and secured a good job, it was my turn to do something I love to do. I studied to became an aerobics instructor, teaching four classes a week. I love to see my participants excited about exercise. I met Matthew while working at the Crossley Hotel in 1995, while completing my Masters. I was 21. The moment our trolleys bumped into each other that was it. I had found my soul mate. He is my best friend and treats me like a princess. I didn't travel until Matthew proposed to me on December 20, 1996, prior to our trip to South Africa and Zimbabwe. Not only was it my first time overseas as an adult, but such an exotic place. Matt and I married in June 1998, on a cold winter's day in Melbourne, but perfect for our honeymoon to Germany, Austria and Slovenia in the European summer. My favourite part was Salzburg: iced tea and apple strudel. But the best part was the surprise my beautiful husband had organised: the Sound of Music tour, singing all the theme songs, and going to the church where Maria married Captain Von Trapp. Until I married, I lived in the same house, in the same area, with the same friends. While I didn't leave Thornbury, moving in with Matthew after we married was like moving to a different world. We built our house together. One made of mortar and wood and the other, love and trust.
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HERBERT, Judy (nee Delbridge)

Judy HERBERT |

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KATHERINE ANN[7] HERBERT (STEPHEN WILFRED[6], RONALD HAROLD[5], HAROLD[4], JAMES BROADBENT[3], JAMES BROADBENT[2], THOMAS[1]) was born on 22 March 1978 in Moedersbond Hospital, Pretoria, South Africa. She is the granddaughter of KATHLEEN NORAH[7] FLEMMER (MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) born on 12 August 1914 in East London, South Africa and died on 31 October 1972 in Cape Town, South Africa. ----- Personal History - Kate Herbert January 2003 I was born on 22 March 1978 in Pretoria - of all places! My parents are Stephen and Judy Herbert. Of my grandparents, I only met two - my father's father, Ronald, and my mother's mother, Renee. When I was four years old, we moved to Johannesburg and shortly after that my brother Nicholas was born. We spent seven good years in Johannesburg and I have lots of fond memories of this time. It's still the longest time I have ever stayed put in one place! We then moved on to Cape Town where I spent a year at school in Claremont, before we were off AGAIN (it's a theme!) - this time to Canada. It was completely different to anything I had ever seen and was quite hard initially - being an awkward 13 year old - to fit in. Still, Canada proved quite a good place to be - despite fact I never really learnt to ice skate or ski! However, my dad's company had other plans and just two years later we were moved to Holland. Again, was a completely different experience but we soon settled into a lovely house near The Hague. I went to the British School in the Netherlands and really enjoyed it - still in regular contact with lots of my old friends from those days. In fact most of us have ended up living in London. After finishing school in 1996 with some good A-level results, I spent a year in Cape Town having fun before starting university in York, England. I decided to do an English Lit honours degree - and it turned out to be a good choice, as we only had one two hour class a week and no compulsory lectures!!! I made some really good friends at York - and living in York itself was a treat as it is a lovely city, still surrounded by Roman walls. It's also true that everyone is much friendlier 'up north'. York was also a good base to travel from, being half way between London and Edinburgh, so I did get to see most of England, Scotland and Wales. After graduating in July 2000 (mum, dad and brother flew from SA to witness it!), I moved to London and after doing some temping work landed a job with a PR company. The work itself was very interesting, lots of media training for big corporate types - the company itself couldn't really offer me much in terms of a career. So in May 2001, I packed it all in and went backpacking around Australia on my own for four months. As you can imagine, that wasn't too much of a hardship! Travelled all over the east coast and, in Melbourne, managed to meet up with my cousin Matt and his lovely wife and also Granny Lucy. I also managed to fly to, perhaps my most exotic holiday location yet - the Solomon Islands, near Papua New Guinea. The diving there was incredible! Decided the rest of 2001 was a write off and so ended up back in Cape Town for Christmas - and stayed and stayed! Was the first time I had had the opportunity to spend time in Cape Town with my parents for years - and of course, spending time in Kalk Bay is always a pleasure! After four months I realised that I had to get back to real life and earn some money [read: father was keen for me to get out and earn some money] so I headed back to London, where I have been ever since (well give or take the odd fantastic holiday funded by Dad). For the past few months I have been working for the Department of Health in Whitehall. It's been quite a good job, I write up reports for the Chief Medical Officer. These go on to his website. Sadly it is not a permanent position and appears to be coming to an end very soon. I'm hoping to get a job either as a Private Secretary to the Chief Medical Officer or move into the charity sector and work for a charity with links to Southern Africa. I have started working for a charity called Starfish in my spare time - a group of South Africans living in London who raise money for children orphaned by AIDS I'm still enjoying being in London - most of my friends now live here - university, school AND South African ones! In the long run though I would like to settle back in South Africa and hopefully this will be possible within the next five years. HERBERT, Dani Herbert Dani (Rostan) DANIELLE ROSE MARIANNA CLAIRE2 ROSTAN (FRANC1) was born 6 November 1973 in Melbourne Australia. She married MATTHEW CHRISTOPHER RONALD HERBERT 20 June 1998 in Slovenian Catholic Church Kew,Melbourne Australia. He is the grandson of KATHLEEN NORAH7 FLEMMER (MARIUS TOGER6, HANS CHRISTIAN5) born 12 August 1914 in East London South Africa, and died 31 October 1972 in Cape Town South Africa. My name is Danielle Rose Marianna Claire Rostan-Herbert, wife of Matthew Christopher Ronald Herbert. My name was long to begin with, but chose to add Herbert as I truly became part of this wonderful family. When I was asked to write about my life, I thought my life was not very interesting to tell. I was born in Melbourne, Australia on November 6, 1973, second daughter of immigrant parents Franc and Lubica Rostan (Talevska). My Dad comes from a farm in Slovenia, where he worked hard from a young age. He was very smart at school, particularly with Maths, but he was unable to finish high school when the school was bombed during World War II. He came to Australia in 1961 with one suitcase, looking for better opportunities for his future family; a good education and a good job, which did not involve manual labour. I love my Dad and never thought I would find anyone as great as him to share my life with. He is the most loving, understanding and gentle, giving person I know. He is quiet and listens to everything I say. My Mum, on the other hand, is a real chatterbox - probably where I get it from. She came to Australia at the age of 26, when her Mum thought it was time she got married. Her older brother said he knew a nice man from Slovenia, and suggested she send a photo of herself, with her details on the back. On receiving this photo, my Dad thought she would be a good bride, and asked her to marry him without actually meeting her. Mum flew halfway around the world to meet her future husband. Their traditions from Europe came to their new home with them. Even though they lived in an inner city suburb of Melbourne, they had a flourishing vegie patch, and made their own tomato sauce, wine and pork products. Although I was born in Australia, my first language was Macedonian on my mother's side and Slovenian on my father's side. English came third, and I spoke it with my sister, Tania, who is eight years older. I loved my childhood. I went to Wales Street Primary School and on Sundays to St Mary's for church school. I was a good Catholic girl; I had my first Holy Communion when I was ten. I felt special dressed in a white dress with lace trims and a double veil. Being chosen to take the wine to the altar on the day made me so proud. It happened to be my birthday, so there was a big party for me. I must have been really important, as I had a number of my uncles over the night before preparing the pig for the spit. I remember swinging on the clothesline in my parents' backyard; hanging upside down on the lemon tree; and feeding stale bread with water to my favourite chicken, Penny. She loved it. Well, having European parents, when they saw Penny they saw food. When I saw Penny, I saw a good friend. Penny got older… and my good friend ended up as soup stock. Now you can understand the vegetarian in me. My poor parents thought I had gone mad. I was a bit of a nerd. Because my parents did not have the opportunity of a good education, it was the number one thing on the agenda for me. So I had my head in the books ever since I could remember. I must have a good education in order to have a good job and it was important to be self-sufficient if necessary. Having quite strict parents, it was difficult for me to go out until the age of 18. To make up for my lack of social interaction, I had a very creative and imaginative life. I thought a better path would be to marry a prince and he could look after me. Anyway, that thought did not last too long. In 1990 I completed my VCE, studying mainly maths and science in order to give me the most options at University. I did well and studied Engineering at RMIT, and then went on to complete my Masters of Engineering in Environment. My real passion was dancing - but that was not a real job, according to my parents. In 1997 I started working at the University of Melbourne, where I am an Engineer in the area of Environment, Health and Safety. Having completed my higher education and secured a good job, it was my turn to do something I love to do. I studied to became an aerobics instructor, teaching four classes a week. I love to see my participants excited about exercise. I met Matthew while working at the Crossley Hotel in 1995, while completing my Masters. I was 21. The moment our trolleys bumped into each other that was it. I had found my soul mate. He is my best friend and treats me like a princess. I didn't travel until Matthew proposed to me on December 20, 1996, prior to our trip to South Africa and Zimbabwe. Not only was it my first time overseas as an adult, but such an exotic place. Matt and I married in June 1998, on a cold winter's day in Melbourne, but perfect for our honeymoon to Germany, Austria and Slovenia in the European summer. My favourite part was Salzburg: iced tea and apple strudel. But the best part was the surprise my beautiful husband had organised: the Sound of Music tour, singing all the theme songs, and going to the church where Maria married Captain Von Trapp. Until I married, I lived in the same house, in the same area, with the same friends. While I didn't leave Thornbury, moving in with Matthew after we married was like moving to a different world. We built our house together. One made of mortar and wood and the other, love and trust.

HERBERT, Katherine Ann

Kate HERBERT | 22 Mar 1978

KATHERINE ANN[7] HERBERT (STEPHEN WILFRED[6], RONALD HAROLD[5], HAROLD[4], JAMES BROADBENT[3], JAMES BROADBENT[2], THOMAS[1]) was born on 22 March 1978 in Moedersbond Hospital, Pretoria, South Africa. She is the granddaughter of KATHLEEN NORAH[7] FLEMMER (MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) born on 12 August 1914 in East London, South Africa and died on 31 October 1972 in Cape Town, South Africa. ----- Personal History - Kate Herbert January 2003 I was born on 22 March 1978 in Pretoria - of all places! My parents are Stephen and Judy Herbert. Of my grandparents, I only met two - my father's father, Ronald, and my mother's mother, Renee. When I was four years old, we moved to Johannesburg and shortly after that my brother Nicholas was born. We spent seven good years in Johannesburg and I have lots of fond memories of this time. It's still the longest time I have ever stayed put in one place! We then moved on to Cape Town where I spent a year at school in Claremont, before we were off AGAIN (it's a theme!) - this time to Canada. It was completely different to anything I had ever seen and was quite hard initially - being an awkward 13 year old - to fit in. Still, Canada proved quite a good place to be - despite fact I never really learnt to ice skate or ski! However, my dad's company had other plans and just two years later we were moved to Holland. Again, was a completely different experience but we soon settled into a lovely house near The Hague. I went to the British School in the Netherlands and really enjoyed it - still in regular contact with lots of my old friends from those days. In fact most of us have ended up living in London. After finishing school in 1996 with some good A-level results, I spent a year in Cape Town having fun before starting university in York, England. I decided to do an English Lit honours degree - and it turned out to be a good choice, as we only had one two hour class a week and no compulsory lectures!!! I made some really good friends at York - and living in York itself was a treat as it is a lovely city, still surrounded by Roman walls. It's also true that everyone is much friendlier 'up north'. York was also a good base to travel from, being half way between London and Edinburgh, so I did get to see most of England, Scotland and Wales. After graduating in July 2000 (mum, dad and brother flew from SA to witness it!), I moved to London and after doing some temping work landed a job with a PR company. The work itself was very interesting, lots of media training for big corporate types - the company itself couldn't really offer me much in terms of a career. So in May 2001, I packed it all in and went backpacking around Australia on my own for four months. As you can imagine, that wasn't too much of a hardship! Travelled all over the east coast and, in Melbourne, managed to meet up with my cousin Matt and his lovely wife and also Granny Lucy. I also managed to fly to, perhaps my most exotic holiday location yet - the Solomon Islands, near Papua New Guinea. The diving there was incredible! Decided the rest of 2001 was a write off and so ended up back in Cape Town for Christmas - and stayed and stayed! Was the first time I had had the opportunity to spend time in Cape Town with my parents for years - and of course, spending time in Kalk Bay is always a pleasure! After four months I realised that I had to get back to real life and earn some money [read: father was keen for me to get out and earn some money] so I headed back to London, where I have been ever since (well give or take the odd fantastic holiday funded by Dad). For the past few months I have been working for the Department of Health in Whitehall. It's been quite a good job, I write up reports for the Chief Medical Officer. These go on to his website. Sadly it is not a permanent position and appears to be coming to an end very soon. I'm hoping to get a job either as a Private Secretary to the Chief Medical Officer or move into the charity sector and work for a charity with links to Southern Africa. I have started working for a charity called Starfish in my spare time - a group of South Africans living in London who raise money for children orphaned by AIDS I'm still enjoying being in London - most of my friends now live here - university, school AND South African ones! In the long run though I would like to settle back in South Africa and hopefully this will be possible within the next five years. HERBERT, Dani Herbert Dani (Rostan) DANIELLE ROSE MARIANNA CLAIRE2 ROSTAN (FRANC1) was born 6 November 1973 in Melbourne Australia. She married MATTHEW CHRISTOPHER RONALD HERBERT 20 June 1998 in Slovenian Catholic Church Kew,Melbourne Australia. He is the grandson of KATHLEEN NORAH7 FLEMMER (MARIUS TOGER6, HANS CHRISTIAN5) born 12 August 1914 in East London South Africa, and died 31 October 1972 in Cape Town South Africa. My name is Danielle Rose Marianna Claire Rostan-Herbert, wife of Matthew Christopher Ronald Herbert. My name was long to begin with, but chose to add Herbert as I truly became part of this wonderful family. When I was asked to write about my life, I thought my life was not very interesting to tell. I was born in Melbourne, Australia on November 6, 1973, second daughter of immigrant parents Franc and Lubica Rostan (Talevska). My Dad comes from a farm in Slovenia, where he worked hard from a young age. He was very smart at school, particularly with Maths, but he was unable to finish high school when the school was bombed during World War II. He came to Australia in 1961 with one suitcase, looking for better opportunities for his future family; a good education and a good job, which did not involve manual labour. I love my Dad and never thought I would find anyone as great as him to share my life with. He is the most loving, understanding and gentle, giving person I know. He is quiet and listens to everything I say. My Mum, on the other hand, is a real chatterbox - probably where I get it from. She came to Australia at the age of 26, when her Mum thought it was time she got married. Her older brother said he knew a nice man from Slovenia, and suggested she send a photo of herself, with her details on the back. On receiving this photo, my Dad thought she would be a good bride, and asked her to marry him without actually meeting her. Mum flew halfway around the world to meet her future husband. Their traditions from Europe came to their new home with them. Even though they lived in an inner city suburb of Melbourne, they had a flourishing vegie patch, and made their own tomato sauce, wine and pork products. Although I was born in Australia, my first language was Macedonian on my mother's side and Slovenian on my father's side. English came third, and I spoke it with my sister, Tania, who is eight years older. I loved my childhood. I went to Wales Street Primary School and on Sundays to St Mary's for church school. I was a good Catholic girl; I had my first Holy Communion when I was ten. I felt special dressed in a white dress with lace trims and a double veil. Being chosen to take the wine to the altar on the day made me so proud. It happened to be my birthday, so there was a big party for me. I must have been really important, as I had a number of my uncles over the night before preparing the pig for the spit. I remember swinging on the clothesline in my parents' backyard; hanging upside down on the lemon tree; and feeding stale bread with water to my favourite chicken, Penny. She loved it. Well, having European parents, when they saw Penny they saw food. When I saw Penny, I saw a good friend. Penny got older… and my good friend ended up as soup stock. Now you can understand the vegetarian in me. My poor parents thought I had gone mad. I was a bit of a nerd. Because my parents did not have the opportunity of a good education, it was the number one thing on the agenda for me. So I had my head in the books ever since I could remember. I must have a good education in order to have a good job and it was important to be self-sufficient if necessary. Having quite strict parents, it was difficult for me to go out until the age of 18. To make up for my lack of social interaction, I had a very creative and imaginative life. I thought a better path would be to marry a prince and he could look after me. Anyway, that thought did not last too long. In 1990 I completed my VCE, studying mainly maths and science in order to give me the most options at University. I did well and studied Engineering at RMIT, and then went on to complete my Masters of Engineering in Environment. My real passion was dancing - but that was not a real job, according to my parents. In 1997 I started working at the University of Melbourne, where I am an Engineer in the area of Environment, Health and Safety. Having completed my higher education and secured a good job, it was my turn to do something I love to do. I studied to became an aerobics instructor, teaching four classes a week. I love to see my participants excited about exercise. I met Matthew while working at the Crossley Hotel in 1995, while completing my Masters. I was 21. The moment our trolleys bumped into each other that was it. I had found my soul mate. He is my best friend and treats me like a princess. I didn't travel until Matthew proposed to me on December 20, 1996, prior to our trip to South Africa and Zimbabwe. Not only was it my first time overseas as an adult, but such an exotic place. Matt and I married in June 1998, on a cold winter's day in Melbourne, but perfect for our honeymoon to Germany, Austria and Slovenia in the European summer. My favourite part was Salzburg: iced tea and apple strudel. But the best part was the surprise my beautiful husband had organised: the Sound of Music tour, singing all the theme songs, and going to the church where Maria married Captain Von Trapp. Until I married, I lived in the same house, in the same area, with the same friends. While I didn't leave Thornbury, moving in with Matthew after we married was like moving to a different world. We built our house together. One made of mortar and wood and the other, love and trust.
MATTHEW CHRISTOPHER RONALD[7] HERBERT (TERENCE RONALD[6], RONALD HAROLD[5], HAROLD[4], JAMES BROADBENT[3], JAMES BROADBENT[2], THOMAS[1]) was born on 25 March 1971 in Cape Town, South Africa. He is the grandson of KATHLEEN NORAH[7] FLEMMER (MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) born on 12 August 1914 in East London, South Africa and died on 31 October 1972 in Cape Town, South Africa. He married DANIELLE MARIANNA ROSTAN on 20 June 1998 in Melbourne, Australia, daughter of FRANC ROSTAN and LUBICA. She was born on 6 November 1973 in Melbourne, Australia. ----- PERSONAL HISTORY OF MATTHEW CHRISTOPHER RONALD HERBERT (25/03/1971) Mum always wanted a girl. Instead, I was born. Her only child. I sometimes think my memories are unreliable, and other times I think that memories, like our perceptions, make up our own understanding of reality. My earliest memories of home are of our house in Cape Town, at St Catherine Avenue in Plumstead. The bright pink bougainvillea tree, autumn leaves gold and brown on the grass. Our black and white cocker spaniel, Guinnie, my first best friend. Most of my memories of home seem to originate around Christmas 1976. Dad took me to see "Star Wars" on a sunny Saturday morning at the Cinerama Theatre in Rosebank. After watching the film, and then seeing the unprecedented coverage of its pioneering production process, I knew I wanted to be a film director. In my memory this was the time we went to barbecues (braais) in Silvermine with family friends. Around this time I place my memories of our visits to Eight Bells holiday farm, and Laurie Brown, the farmer's daughter. My first love. I think I was eight. Somewhere there is a photo showing me sitting on a swing with other kids. I am pulling a face at the camera. I was an extroverted only child, bossy, taking charge. But I don't think I ever told Laurie how much I felt for her. I'm sure she never knew. When I was ten years old, and just about finished primary school at Western Province Prep (WPPS, or "Wet Pups"), Dad was offered the position of General Manager with Guardian Insurance in Zimbabwe. Moving to Harare was the first major change in my life. It was hard being uprooted so close to the end of primary school, to join a group of kids nearing the end of five or six years together. I went on to high school at the Jesuit Catholic St George's College ("Saints"), Dad's alma mater. I moved on to my "O" levels, majoring in Art, English Literature and French. I had a group of friends with similar interests, independent of the herd of rugby playing sports-minded boys at Saints. I was introduced to the concept of "cool", through my new best friend, Dion Francois. It was probably his favourite adjective, and to me, it was the best way to judge things. Living in Zimbabwe we were so far from anything cool. This was the early and mid-1980's; we were into New Romantic music - Duran Duran, Depeche Mode. We grew our fringes long - since hair had to be off the collar, we couldn't grow it long in the back. Cool. My favourite escape was in the fantasy role-playing game of "Dungeons and Dragons". I joined REPS, an acting group in Harare. I was 15, turning 16. I loved the acting classes, and made new friends in the group. But soon I learned that we would be moving again. Dad had been offered a position with Guardian in Sydney. Although Australia wasn't America - where I would have loved to live, and thought I could best pursue my desire to be a film director - I was still excited to go there. History was repeated, with my schooling broken in my penultimate year of study, just as it was when we left South Africa. A couple of weeks before we were to leave Zimbabwe, I had my first kiss. I was 16. Kate Hulett was an 18 year old girl in my acting class, who already had a boyfriend her own age. At the airport, with all my friends from the acting group there to say goodbye, Kate ran after me in tears as we entered the boarding lounge. Mum, Dad and I spent six long months in England in 1987, waiting for visas to move to Australia. It was one of the saddest, loneliest times of my life. Kate and I wrote long letters to each other daily for the first few weeks. It's hard enough just being 16, but in England I knew no-one my age, and I had just felt love for the first time, before being taken away. We arrived in Sydney in late 1987. I joined the class at Killara High for the last term of Year 11. An outsider again: Australian kids in their ignorance thought it was fun to call me "kaffir", not knowing the ugly hatred and violence that word conjured. Following my longtime desire, I applied for the Film, Television and Sound Production course at Riverina Murray Institute of Higher Education (RMIHE) in Wagga Wagga, in country New South Wales. I was accepted into the program, and while Mum and Dad would relocate from Sydney to Melbourne for Dad's work, I would be living on my own for the first time. I was still 17 when I started at University, and for the first semester, I lived on campus, in dorm-style accommodation. Being around like-minded people who wanted to make films or videos was a buzz for me, and I felt I was on track toward what I believed would be my destiny. I would make an exceptional film in Uni, be discovered, and fast-tracked to a career in feature film production. On April 15, 1991, I was driving my 1974 Honda Civic alone, and collided with an oncoming car. I sustained a closed head injury. I was in a coma. Previously, my memory had been exceptionally good. I have never recovered the clarity I used to have. I have become more introspective. My head injury, combined with my studies at the time, led to an ongoing interest in psychology and the unconscious. I moved to Melbourne in 1993 after graduating one year later than planned, as a result of taking most of 1991 off to recover. I was unemployed, and spent days drifting around Chapel St, yearning to be part of the glamorous South Yarra scene. I was on the dole, jobseeking without luck, and realised my degree was a permit to unemployment. I chose to have a job only so I could achieve the standard of living I had been accustomed to, and aspired to. I wanted the security of my own income, and the independence it brought. With a persuasive word to a colleague, Dad secured a job for me, working in the accounts department of CIC Insurance in Bourke St. I was living on my own in a flat at 1/34 Wynnstay Rd in tree-lined Prahran East. I didn't last long working in insurance, and after a time out of work again, I picked up a casual job as a hotel porter at the Crossley Hotel in Little Bourke St. Danielle Marianna Rostan (06/11/1973) worked there as a part-time room attendant, while completing her Bachelor of Applied Science in Cleaner Production at Royal Melbourne Institute of Technology (RMIT). We became friends. Danielle's father (Franc Rostan) is Slovenian, and her mother (Lubica) Macedonian. She had been born and lived all her life in Thornbury, in Melbourne's North. Her stability, and everything else about her, made her my perfect match. Within two weeks of going out together we were discussing marriage. I proposed to Danielle on December 20, 1996, 18 months later. It was the eve of our first overseas holiday together, to South Africa, to see my parents, who had returned to Cape Town. In December 1997, we bought our first house, at 189 Hutton St, Thornbury, and I moved in. Danielle lived at home with her parents until June 20, 1998, when we were married at the Slovenian Catholic Church in Kew. I planned our honeymoon to Austria, Germany and Slovenia as a surprise for Danielle. Travelling became one of our favourite shared experiences, and we visited California in March 2000, then in December we joined my parents for an unforgettable cruise from Hong Kong to Singapore. I had been working at Foxtel's call centre since April 1996, and after we returned from our honeymoon and settled back to our new life, I decided it was time to change jobs. I moved to Gaslight Music, selling CDs for insurance replacement in the company's wholesale division. After more than three years in that position, as I approached my thirtieth birthday, I reawakened my lifelong dream of writing and filmmaking. I secured a six week attachment writing with the Story department of the TV soap "Neighbours". This didn't lead to an offer of a position, as I hoped. But I was referred for the job of Content Writer for Screen Hub, a daily email and web news publication for the film and TV industry. While delighted with the opportunity, I learned that writing for a living was not what I had imagined. I lasted less than three months in the job. I left, focussed on working in a secure job. I was forever torn between the dream of writing and directing films, and my wants, which necessitated a steady income. Getting the balance right. My dream is not dead, not forgotten, but under constant review. My question is always, how do I make the change? Our house at Hutton St was the best we could afford at the time we bought, but it needed total renovation. In October 2001, our builder began work. At the time of writing, January 26, 2003, I am literally on the last day of painting the inside of our house. The task of rebuilding our home has been incredibly demanding, stressful and, finally, rewarding. It's wonderful to see our dream home come to life, but as much as I love the house and Melbourne, Cape Town will always be my true home.

HERBERT, Matthew Christopher Ronald

Matt HERBERT | 25 Mar 1971

MATTHEW CHRISTOPHER RONALD[7] HERBERT (TERENCE RONALD[6], RONALD HAROLD[5], HAROLD[4], JAMES BROADBENT[3], JAMES BROADBENT[2], THOMAS[1]) was born on 25 March 1971 in Cape Town, South Africa. He is the grandson of KATHLEEN NORAH[7] FLEMMER (MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) born on 12 August 1914 in East London, South Africa and died on 31 October 1972 in Cape Town, South Africa. He married DANIELLE MARIANNA ROSTAN on 20 June 1998 in Melbourne, Australia, daughter of FRANC ROSTAN and LUBICA. She was born on 6 November 1973 in Melbourne, Australia. ----- PERSONAL HISTORY OF MATTHEW CHRISTOPHER RONALD HERBERT (25/03/1971) Mum always wanted a girl. Instead, I was born. Her only child. I sometimes think my memories are unreliable, and other times I think that memories, like our perceptions, make up our own understanding of reality. My earliest memories of home are of our house in Cape Town, at St Catherine Avenue in Plumstead. The bright pink bougainvillea tree, autumn leaves gold and brown on the grass. Our black and white cocker spaniel, Guinnie, my first best friend. Most of my memories of home seem to originate around Christmas 1976. Dad took me to see "Star Wars" on a sunny Saturday morning at the Cinerama Theatre in Rosebank. After watching the film, and then seeing the unprecedented coverage of its pioneering production process, I knew I wanted to be a film director. In my memory this was the time we went to barbecues (braais) in Silvermine with family friends. Around this time I place my memories of our visits to Eight Bells holiday farm, and Laurie Brown, the farmer's daughter. My first love. I think I was eight. Somewhere there is a photo showing me sitting on a swing with other kids. I am pulling a face at the camera. I was an extroverted only child, bossy, taking charge. But I don't think I ever told Laurie how much I felt for her. I'm sure she never knew. When I was ten years old, and just about finished primary school at Western Province Prep (WPPS, or "Wet Pups"), Dad was offered the position of General Manager with Guardian Insurance in Zimbabwe. Moving to Harare was the first major change in my life. It was hard being uprooted so close to the end of primary school, to join a group of kids nearing the end of five or six years together. I went on to high school at the Jesuit Catholic St George's College ("Saints"), Dad's alma mater. I moved on to my "O" levels, majoring in Art, English Literature and French. I had a group of friends with similar interests, independent of the herd of rugby playing sports-minded boys at Saints. I was introduced to the concept of "cool", through my new best friend, Dion Francois. It was probably his favourite adjective, and to me, it was the best way to judge things. Living in Zimbabwe we were so far from anything cool. This was the early and mid-1980's; we were into New Romantic music - Duran Duran, Depeche Mode. We grew our fringes long - since hair had to be off the collar, we couldn't grow it long in the back. Cool. My favourite escape was in the fantasy role-playing game of "Dungeons and Dragons". I joined REPS, an acting group in Harare. I was 15, turning 16. I loved the acting classes, and made new friends in the group. But soon I learned that we would be moving again. Dad had been offered a position with Guardian in Sydney. Although Australia wasn't America - where I would have loved to live, and thought I could best pursue my desire to be a film director - I was still excited to go there. History was repeated, with my schooling broken in my penultimate year of study, just as it was when we left South Africa. A couple of weeks before we were to leave Zimbabwe, I had my first kiss. I was 16. Kate Hulett was an 18 year old girl in my acting class, who already had a boyfriend her own age. At the airport, with all my friends from the acting group there to say goodbye, Kate ran after me in tears as we entered the boarding lounge. Mum, Dad and I spent six long months in England in 1987, waiting for visas to move to Australia. It was one of the saddest, loneliest times of my life. Kate and I wrote long letters to each other daily for the first few weeks. It's hard enough just being 16, but in England I knew no-one my age, and I had just felt love for the first time, before being taken away. We arrived in Sydney in late 1987. I joined the class at Killara High for the last term of Year 11. An outsider again: Australian kids in their ignorance thought it was fun to call me "kaffir", not knowing the ugly hatred and violence that word conjured. Following my longtime desire, I applied for the Film, Television and Sound Production course at Riverina Murray Institute of Higher Education (RMIHE) in Wagga Wagga, in country New South Wales. I was accepted into the program, and while Mum and Dad would relocate from Sydney to Melbourne for Dad's work, I would be living on my own for the first time. I was still 17 when I started at University, and for the first semester, I lived on campus, in dorm-style accommodation. Being around like-minded people who wanted to make films or videos was a buzz for me, and I felt I was on track toward what I believed would be my destiny. I would make an exceptional film in Uni, be discovered, and fast-tracked to a career in feature film production. On April 15, 1991, I was driving my 1974 Honda Civic alone, and collided with an oncoming car. I sustained a closed head injury. I was in a coma. Previously, my memory had been exceptionally good. I have never recovered the clarity I used to have. I have become more introspective. My head injury, combined with my studies at the time, led to an ongoing interest in psychology and the unconscious. I moved to Melbourne in 1993 after graduating one year later than planned, as a result of taking most of 1991 off to recover. I was unemployed, and spent days drifting around Chapel St, yearning to be part of the glamorous South Yarra scene. I was on the dole, jobseeking without luck, and realised my degree was a permit to unemployment. I chose to have a job only so I could achieve the standard of living I had been accustomed to, and aspired to. I wanted the security of my own income, and the independence it brought. With a persuasive word to a colleague, Dad secured a job for me, working in the accounts department of CIC Insurance in Bourke St. I was living on my own in a flat at 1/34 Wynnstay Rd in tree-lined Prahran East. I didn't last long working in insurance, and after a time out of work again, I picked up a casual job as a hotel porter at the Crossley Hotel in Little Bourke St. Danielle Marianna Rostan (06/11/1973) worked there as a part-time room attendant, while completing her Bachelor of Applied Science in Cleaner Production at Royal Melbourne Institute of Technology (RMIT). We became friends. Danielle's father (Franc Rostan) is Slovenian, and her mother (Lubica) Macedonian. She had been born and lived all her life in Thornbury, in Melbourne's North. Her stability, and everything else about her, made her my perfect match. Within two weeks of going out together we were discussing marriage. I proposed to Danielle on December 20, 1996, 18 months later. It was the eve of our first overseas holiday together, to South Africa, to see my parents, who had returned to Cape Town. In December 1997, we bought our first house, at 189 Hutton St, Thornbury, and I moved in. Danielle lived at home with her parents until June 20, 1998, when we were married at the Slovenian Catholic Church in Kew. I planned our honeymoon to Austria, Germany and Slovenia as a surprise for Danielle. Travelling became one of our favourite shared experiences, and we visited California in March 2000, then in December we joined my parents for an unforgettable cruise from Hong Kong to Singapore. I had been working at Foxtel's call centre since April 1996, and after we returned from our honeymoon and settled back to our new life, I decided it was time to change jobs. I moved to Gaslight Music, selling CDs for insurance replacement in the company's wholesale division. After more than three years in that position, as I approached my thirtieth birthday, I reawakened my lifelong dream of writing and filmmaking. I secured a six week attachment writing with the Story department of the TV soap "Neighbours". This didn't lead to an offer of a position, as I hoped. But I was referred for the job of Content Writer for Screen Hub, a daily email and web news publication for the film and TV industry. While delighted with the opportunity, I learned that writing for a living was not what I had imagined. I lasted less than three months in the job. I left, focussed on working in a secure job. I was forever torn between the dream of writing and directing films, and my wants, which necessitated a steady income. Getting the balance right. My dream is not dead, not forgotten, but under constant review. My question is always, how do I make the change? Our house at Hutton St was the best we could afford at the time we bought, but it needed total renovation. In October 2001, our builder began work. At the time of writing, January 26, 2003, I am literally on the last day of painting the inside of our house. The task of rebuilding our home has been incredibly demanding, stressful and, finally, rewarding. It's wonderful to see our dream home come to life, but as much as I love the house and Melbourne, Cape Town will always be my true home.
NICHOLAS STEPHEN[7] HERBERT (STEPHEN WILFRED[6], RONALD HAROLD[5], HAROLD[4], JAMES BROADBENT[3], JAMES BROADBENT[2], THOMAS[1]) was born on 25 November 1982 in Sandton Clinic, Johannesburg, South Africa. He is the grandson of KATHLEEN NORAH[7] FLEMMER (MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) born on 12 August 1914 in East London, South Africa and died on 31 October 1972 in Cape Town, South Africa. ----- My adventure began when I was born in Johannesburg South Africa… I remained here for the next 7 years of my life, which to the day had been the longest I have lived in a single country if you can believe that…well I'm only 20 now. I grew up with the local kids and went to primary school with a few of them too. I started my first term of Sub A but moved to Cape Town. I joined Grove Junior School with my older sister and remained there for a year and a half. After this I was transferred to Canada, which I thoroughly enjoyed. I had endless amounts of fun playing in the snow, ice skating, playing baseball and skiing. I moved to Holland two years later. Here I started playing junior league rugby for my school and in the summer cricket. I made lots of friends and spent most of my time roller blading. After spending 5 years away from South Africa, we decided it was enough and returned to Cape Town. I started standard 7 at Westerford High… and as if it wasn't enough being in 6 different schools, I decided to move again to Abbots College where I finished my final matric year. This is where I studied art and graphic design amongst other boring subjects. After completing high school I was back on the road again after spending 3 months of holiday in Cape Town. Three closest friends and myself ended up in London where we worked and partied for a few months. I worked in a bar where I learned to pour cocktails and got amazing bar experience. We travelled on a tour all over Europe visiting rather a lot of different countries, and I ended up back in Cape Town in November. I enrolled at AAA School of Advertising in 2002 and spent my next year learning graphic design and art direction which I really enjoyed. During this time I ran a small clothing company and did a few mural art jobs. After recently returning from London on my holiday, I am now beginning my second year of advertising at AAA, and living in town.HERBERT, Matt Herbert Matt MATTHEW CHRISTOPHER RONALD7 HERBERT (TERENCE RONALD6, RONALD HAROLD5, HAROLD4, JAMES BROADBENT3, JAMES BROADBENT2, THOMAS1) was born 25 March 1971 in Cape Town South Africa. He is the grandson of KATHLEEN NORAH7 FLEMMER (MARIUS TOGER6, HANS CHRISTIAN5) born 12 August 1914 in East London South Africa, and died 31 October 1972 in Cape Town South Africa. He married DANIELLE MARIANNA ROSTAN 20 June 1998 in Melbourne Australia, daughter of FRANC ROSTAN and LUBICA. She was born 6 November 1973 in Melbourne Australia. PERSONAL HISTORY OF MATTHEW CHRISTOPHER RONALD HERBERT (25/03/1971) Mum always wanted a girl. Instead, I was born. Her only child. I sometimes think my memories are unreliable, and other times I think that memories, like our perceptions, make up our own understanding of reality. My earliest memories of home are of our house in Cape Town, at St Catherine Avenue in Plumstead. The bright pink bougainvillea tree, autumn leaves gold and brown on the grass. Our black and white cocker spaniel, Guinnie, my first best friend. Most of my memories of home seem to originate around Christmas 1976. Dad took me to see "Star Wars" on a sunny Saturday morning at the Cinerama Theatre in Rosebank. After watching the film, and then seeing the unprecedented coverage of its pioneering production process, I knew I wanted to be a film director. In my memory this was the time we went to barbecues (braais) in Silvermine with family friends. Around this time I place my memories of our visits to Eight Bells holiday farm, and Laurie Brown, the farmer's daughter. My first love. I think I was eight. Somewhere there is a photo showing me sitting on a swing with other kids. I am pulling a face at the camera. I was an extroverted only child, bossy, taking charge. But I don't think I ever told Laurie how much I felt for her. I'm sure she never knew. When I was ten years old, and just about finished primary school at Western Province Prep (WPPS, or "Wet Pups"), Dad was offered the position of General Manager with Guardian Insurance in Zimbabwe. Moving to Harare was the first major change in my life. It was hard being uprooted so close to the end of primary school, to join a group of kids nearing the end of five or six years together. I went on to high school at the Jesuit Catholic St George's College ("Saints"), Dad's alma mater. I moved on to my "O" levels, majoring in Art, English Literature and French. I had a group of friends with similar interests, independent of the herd of rugby playing sports-minded boys at Saints. I was introduced to the concept of "cool", through my new best friend, Dion Francois. It was probably his favourite adjective, and to me, it was the best way to judge things. Living in Zimbabwe we were so far from anything cool. This was the early and mid-1980's; we were into New Romantic music - Duran Duran, Depeche Mode. We grew our fringes long - since hair had to be off the collar, we couldn't grow it long in the back. Cool. My favourite escape was in the fantasy role-playing game of "Dungeons and Dragons". I joined REPS, an acting group in Harare. I was 15, turning 16. I loved the acting classes, and made new friends in the group. But soon I learned that we would be moving again. Dad had been offered a position with Guardian in Sydney. Although Australia wasn't America - where I would have loved to live, and thought I could best pursue my desire to be a film director - I was still excited to go there. History was repeated, with my schooling broken in my penultimate year of study, just as it was when we left South Africa. A couple of weeks before we were to leave Zimbabwe, I had my first kiss. I was 16. Kate Hulett was an 18 year old girl in my acting class, who already had a boyfriend her own age. At the airport, with all my friends from the acting group there to say goodbye, Kate ran after me in tears as we entered the boarding lounge. Mum, Dad and I spent six long months in England in 1987, waiting for visas to move to Australia. It was one of the saddest, loneliest times of my life. Kate and I wrote long letters to each other daily for the first few weeks. It's hard enough just being 16, but in England I knew no-one my age, and I had just felt love for the first time, before being taken away. We arrived in Sydney in late 1987. I joined the class at Killara High for the last term of Year 11. An outsider again: Australian kids in their ignorance thought it was fun to call me "kaffir", not knowing the ugly hatred and violence that word conjured. Following my longtime desire, I applied for the Film, Television and Sound Production course at Riverina Murray Institute of Higher Education (RMIHE) in Wagga Wagga, in country New South Wales. I was accepted into the program, and while Mum and Dad would relocate from Sydney to Melbourne for Dad's work, I would be living on my own for the first time. I was still 17 when I started at University, and for the first semester, I lived on campus, in dorm-style accommodation. Being around like-minded people who wanted to make films or videos was a buzz for me, and I felt I was on track toward what I believed would be my destiny. I would make an exceptional film in Uni, be discovered, and fast-tracked to a career in feature film production. On April 15, 1991, I was driving my 1974 Honda Civic alone, and collided with an oncoming car. I sustained a closed head injury. I was in a coma. Previously, my memory had been exceptionally good. I have never recovered the clarity I used to have. I have become more introspective. My head injury, combined with my studies at the time, led to an ongoing interest in psychology and the unconscious. I moved to Melbourne in 1993 after graduating one year later than planned, as a result of taking most of 1991 off to recover. I was unemployed, and spent days drifting around Chapel St, yearning to be part of the glamorous South Yarra scene. I was on the dole, jobseeking without luck, and realised my degree was a permit to unemployment. I chose to have a job only so I could achieve the standard of living I had been accustomed to, and aspired to. I wanted the security of my own income, and the independence it brought. With a persuasive word to a colleague, Dad secured a job for me, working in the accounts department of CIC Insurance in Bourke St. I was living on my own in a flat at 1/34 Wynnstay Rd in tree-lined Prahran East. I didn't last long working in insurance, and after a time out of work again, I picked up a casual job as a hotel porter at the Crossley Hotel in Little Bourke St. Danielle Marianna Rostan (06/11/1973) worked there as a part-time room attendant, while completing her Bachelor of Applied Science in Cleaner Production at Royal Melbourne Institute of Technology (RMIT). We became friends. Danielle's father (Franc Rostan) is Slovenian, and her mother (Lubica) Macedonian. She had been born and lived all her life in Thornbury, in Melbourne's North. Her stability, and everything else about her, made her my perfect match. Within two weeks of going out together we were discussing marriage. I proposed to Danielle on December 20, 1996, 18 months later. It was the eve of our first overseas holiday together, to South Africa, to see my parents, who had returned to Cape Town. In December 1997, we bought our first house, at 189 Hutton St, Thornbury, and I moved in. Danielle lived at home with her parents until June 20, 1998, when we were married at the Slovenian Catholic Church in Kew. I planned our honeymoon to Austria, Germany and Slovenia as a surprise for Danielle. Travelling became one of our favourite shared experiences, and we visited California in March 2000, then in December we joined my parents for an unforgettable cruise from Hong Kong to Singapore. I had been working at Foxtel's call centre since April 1996, and after we returned from our honeymoon and settled back to our new life, I decided it was time to change jobs. I moved to Gaslight Music, selling CDs for insurance replacement in the company's wholesale division. After more than three years in that position, as I approached my thirtieth birthday, I reawakened my lifelong dream of writing and filmmaking. I secured a six week attachment writing with the Story department of the TV soap "Neighbours". This didn't lead to an offer of a position, as I hoped. But I was referred for the job of Content Writer for Screen Hub, a daily email and web news publication for the film and TV industry. While delighted with the opportunity, I learned that writing for a living was not what I had imagined. I lasted less than three months in the job. I left, focussed on working in a secure job. I was forever torn between the dream of writing and directing films, and my wants, which necessitated a steady income. Getting the balance right. My dream is not dead, not forgotten, but under constant review. My question is always, how do I make the change? Our house at Hutton St was the best we could afford at the time we bought, but it needed total renovation. In October 2001, our builder began work. At the time of writing, January 26, 2003, I am literally on the last day of painting the inside of our house. The task of rebuilding our home has been incredibly demanding, stressful and, finally, rewarding. It's wonderful to see our dream home come to life, but as much as I love the house and Melbourne, Cape Town will always be my true home.

HERBERT, Nicholas Stephen

Nick HERBERT | 25 Nov 1982

NICHOLAS STEPHEN[7] HERBERT (STEPHEN WILFRED[6], RONALD HAROLD[5], HAROLD[4], JAMES BROADBENT[3], JAMES BROADBENT[2], THOMAS[1]) was born on 25 November 1982 in Sandton Clinic, Johannesburg, South Africa. He is the grandson of KATHLEEN NORAH[7] FLEMMER (MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) born on 12 August 1914 in East London, South Africa and died on 31 October 1972 in Cape Town, South Africa. ----- My adventure began when I was born in Johannesburg South Africa… I remained here for the next 7 years of my life, which to the day had been the longest I have lived in a single country if you can believe that…well I'm only 20 now. I grew up with the local kids and went to primary school with a few of them too. I started my first term of Sub A but moved to Cape Town. I joined Grove Junior School with my older sister and remained there for a year and a half. After this I was transferred to Canada, which I thoroughly enjoyed. I had endless amounts of fun playing in the snow, ice skating, playing baseball and skiing. I moved to Holland two years later. Here I started playing junior league rugby for my school and in the summer cricket. I made lots of friends and spent most of my time roller blading. After spending 5 years away from South Africa, we decided it was enough and returned to Cape Town. I started standard 7 at Westerford High… and as if it wasn't enough being in 6 different schools, I decided to move again to Abbots College where I finished my final matric year. This is where I studied art and graphic design amongst other boring subjects. After completing high school I was back on the road again after spending 3 months of holiday in Cape Town. Three closest friends and myself ended up in London where we worked and partied for a few months. I worked in a bar where I learned to pour cocktails and got amazing bar experience. We travelled on a tour all over Europe visiting rather a lot of different countries, and I ended up back in Cape Town in November. I enrolled at AAA School of Advertising in 2002 and spent my next year learning graphic design and art direction which I really enjoyed. During this time I ran a small clothing company and did a few mural art jobs. After recently returning from London on my holiday, I am now beginning my second year of advertising at AAA, and living in town.HERBERT, Matt Herbert Matt MATTHEW CHRISTOPHER RONALD7 HERBERT (TERENCE RONALD6, RONALD HAROLD5, HAROLD4, JAMES BROADBENT3, JAMES BROADBENT2, THOMAS1) was born 25 March 1971 in Cape Town South Africa. He is the grandson of KATHLEEN NORAH7 FLEMMER (MARIUS TOGER6, HANS CHRISTIAN5) born 12 August 1914 in East London South Africa, and died 31 October 1972 in Cape Town South Africa. He married DANIELLE MARIANNA ROSTAN 20 June 1998 in Melbourne Australia, daughter of FRANC ROSTAN and LUBICA. She was born 6 November 1973 in Melbourne Australia. PERSONAL HISTORY OF MATTHEW CHRISTOPHER RONALD HERBERT (25/03/1971) Mum always wanted a girl. Instead, I was born. Her only child. I sometimes think my memories are unreliable, and other times I think that memories, like our perceptions, make up our own understanding of reality. My earliest memories of home are of our house in Cape Town, at St Catherine Avenue in Plumstead. The bright pink bougainvillea tree, autumn leaves gold and brown on the grass. Our black and white cocker spaniel, Guinnie, my first best friend. Most of my memories of home seem to originate around Christmas 1976. Dad took me to see "Star Wars" on a sunny Saturday morning at the Cinerama Theatre in Rosebank. After watching the film, and then seeing the unprecedented coverage of its pioneering production process, I knew I wanted to be a film director. In my memory this was the time we went to barbecues (braais) in Silvermine with family friends. Around this time I place my memories of our visits to Eight Bells holiday farm, and Laurie Brown, the farmer's daughter. My first love. I think I was eight. Somewhere there is a photo showing me sitting on a swing with other kids. I am pulling a face at the camera. I was an extroverted only child, bossy, taking charge. But I don't think I ever told Laurie how much I felt for her. I'm sure she never knew. When I was ten years old, and just about finished primary school at Western Province Prep (WPPS, or "Wet Pups"), Dad was offered the position of General Manager with Guardian Insurance in Zimbabwe. Moving to Harare was the first major change in my life. It was hard being uprooted so close to the end of primary school, to join a group of kids nearing the end of five or six years together. I went on to high school at the Jesuit Catholic St George's College ("Saints"), Dad's alma mater. I moved on to my "O" levels, majoring in Art, English Literature and French. I had a group of friends with similar interests, independent of the herd of rugby playing sports-minded boys at Saints. I was introduced to the concept of "cool", through my new best friend, Dion Francois. It was probably his favourite adjective, and to me, it was the best way to judge things. Living in Zimbabwe we were so far from anything cool. This was the early and mid-1980's; we were into New Romantic music - Duran Duran, Depeche Mode. We grew our fringes long - since hair had to be off the collar, we couldn't grow it long in the back. Cool. My favourite escape was in the fantasy role-playing game of "Dungeons and Dragons". I joined REPS, an acting group in Harare. I was 15, turning 16. I loved the acting classes, and made new friends in the group. But soon I learned that we would be moving again. Dad had been offered a position with Guardian in Sydney. Although Australia wasn't America - where I would have loved to live, and thought I could best pursue my desire to be a film director - I was still excited to go there. History was repeated, with my schooling broken in my penultimate year of study, just as it was when we left South Africa. A couple of weeks before we were to leave Zimbabwe, I had my first kiss. I was 16. Kate Hulett was an 18 year old girl in my acting class, who already had a boyfriend her own age. At the airport, with all my friends from the acting group there to say goodbye, Kate ran after me in tears as we entered the boarding lounge. Mum, Dad and I spent six long months in England in 1987, waiting for visas to move to Australia. It was one of the saddest, loneliest times of my life. Kate and I wrote long letters to each other daily for the first few weeks. It's hard enough just being 16, but in England I knew no-one my age, and I had just felt love for the first time, before being taken away. We arrived in Sydney in late 1987. I joined the class at Killara High for the last term of Year 11. An outsider again: Australian kids in their ignorance thought it was fun to call me "kaffir", not knowing the ugly hatred and violence that word conjured. Following my longtime desire, I applied for the Film, Television and Sound Production course at Riverina Murray Institute of Higher Education (RMIHE) in Wagga Wagga, in country New South Wales. I was accepted into the program, and while Mum and Dad would relocate from Sydney to Melbourne for Dad's work, I would be living on my own for the first time. I was still 17 when I started at University, and for the first semester, I lived on campus, in dorm-style accommodation. Being around like-minded people who wanted to make films or videos was a buzz for me, and I felt I was on track toward what I believed would be my destiny. I would make an exceptional film in Uni, be discovered, and fast-tracked to a career in feature film production. On April 15, 1991, I was driving my 1974 Honda Civic alone, and collided with an oncoming car. I sustained a closed head injury. I was in a coma. Previously, my memory had been exceptionally good. I have never recovered the clarity I used to have. I have become more introspective. My head injury, combined with my studies at the time, led to an ongoing interest in psychology and the unconscious. I moved to Melbourne in 1993 after graduating one year later than planned, as a result of taking most of 1991 off to recover. I was unemployed, and spent days drifting around Chapel St, yearning to be part of the glamorous South Yarra scene. I was on the dole, jobseeking without luck, and realised my degree was a permit to unemployment. I chose to have a job only so I could achieve the standard of living I had been accustomed to, and aspired to. I wanted the security of my own income, and the independence it brought. With a persuasive word to a colleague, Dad secured a job for me, working in the accounts department of CIC Insurance in Bourke St. I was living on my own in a flat at 1/34 Wynnstay Rd in tree-lined Prahran East. I didn't last long working in insurance, and after a time out of work again, I picked up a casual job as a hotel porter at the Crossley Hotel in Little Bourke St. Danielle Marianna Rostan (06/11/1973) worked there as a part-time room attendant, while completing her Bachelor of Applied Science in Cleaner Production at Royal Melbourne Institute of Technology (RMIT). We became friends. Danielle's father (Franc Rostan) is Slovenian, and her mother (Lubica) Macedonian. She had been born and lived all her life in Thornbury, in Melbourne's North. Her stability, and everything else about her, made her my perfect match. Within two weeks of going out together we were discussing marriage. I proposed to Danielle on December 20, 1996, 18 months later. It was the eve of our first overseas holiday together, to South Africa, to see my parents, who had returned to Cape Town. In December 1997, we bought our first house, at 189 Hutton St, Thornbury, and I moved in. Danielle lived at home with her parents until June 20, 1998, when we were married at the Slovenian Catholic Church in Kew. I planned our honeymoon to Austria, Germany and Slovenia as a surprise for Danielle. Travelling became one of our favourite shared experiences, and we visited California in March 2000, then in December we joined my parents for an unforgettable cruise from Hong Kong to Singapore. I had been working at Foxtel's call centre since April 1996, and after we returned from our honeymoon and settled back to our new life, I decided it was time to change jobs. I moved to Gaslight Music, selling CDs for insurance replacement in the company's wholesale division. After more than three years in that position, as I approached my thirtieth birthday, I reawakened my lifelong dream of writing and filmmaking. I secured a six week attachment writing with the Story department of the TV soap "Neighbours". This didn't lead to an offer of a position, as I hoped. But I was referred for the job of Content Writer for Screen Hub, a daily email and web news publication for the film and TV industry. While delighted with the opportunity, I learned that writing for a living was not what I had imagined. I lasted less than three months in the job. I left, focussed on working in a secure job. I was forever torn between the dream of writing and directing films, and my wants, which necessitated a steady income. Getting the balance right. My dream is not dead, not forgotten, but under constant review. My question is always, how do I make the change? Our house at Hutton St was the best we could afford at the time we bought, but it needed total renovation. In October 2001, our builder began work. At the time of writing, January 26, 2003, I am literally on the last day of painting the inside of our house. The task of rebuilding our home has been incredibly demanding, stressful and, finally, rewarding. It's wonderful to see our dream home come to life, but as much as I love the house and Melbourne, Cape Town will always be my true home.
PATRICK AUSTIN[6] HERBERT (RONALD HAROLD[5], HAROLD[4], JAMES BROADBENT[3], JAMES BROADBENT[2], THOMAS1) was born on 15 April 1953 in Salisbury, Rhodesia. He married PETRONEL RICHTER on 16 June 1995 in Holy Trinity, Kalk Bay, Cape Town, South Africa, daughter of JOHANNES RICHTER and GERTRUIDA MORKEL. She was born on 6 February 1964 in Cape Town, South Africa. Patrick is the son of KATHLEEN NORAH[7] FLEMMER (MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) born on 12 August 1914 in East London, South Africa and died on 31 October 1972 in Cape Town, South Africa. She married RONALD HAROLD HERBERT on 5 April 1940 in East London, South Africa, son of HAROLD HERBERT and EDITH HARROP. He was born on 13 November 1912 in Wallasey, Cheshire, England and died on 23 November 1988 in East London, South Africa. ----- A PERSONAL HISTORY on 6 february 2003 Patrick Herbert: A Personal History 1953: Born 15/4 Mater Dei Hospital Harare, Zimbabwe - formerly Salisbury, Southern Rhodesia 1962: November - after an idyllic childhood prior to going to school (never a popular event) - we all left for England via Kenya Castle Mail ship. I was seasick for the majority of the voyage. Arrived totally unprepared for the English winter. 1964: After an interesting stay, mostly in West Kirby (attended Dormy House School the best of my career) near Liverpool, we happily left after 2 extreme winters and my father's discontent and returned to Cape Town. Went to Fish Hoek junior school, lived in Clovelley and St James. 1965: Enrolled at St Joseph's College in Rondebosch. 1966: Family moved to Lusaka, Zambia, became a Boarder at St Joseph's until matric 1971. Not a happy experience but luckily both Steve and Terry periodically lived in Cape Town then and were good to me. 1972: Got a life assurance job early in the year. My mother died after a long illness in October. 1974: Draft-dodging, left for England permanently did various jobs, went on the Dole. 1977: Returned for a holiday that ended up in permanent residence. 1978: Started work as an Insurance Broker at PFV. 1985: Completed FCII. 1986: Joined Fairheads Trust. 1987: Became a Partner and Director of Fairheads Insurance Broking Company. 1988: My father died in East London. 1991: Traveled Brazil, Bolivia, Peru, Mexico, USA and Canada, where I saw Steve and family, then London and Ireland. 1992: Holiday Egypt, France, England, Spain, Holland to see Steve and family. 1993: To Australia to see Terry and family, London, France, Russia, Holland to see Steve and family 1994: Holiday to Kenya. 1995: Married to Ronel Richter 16/6 during Rugby World Cup. Terry and Steve both here for the event. Signed lease for Oudrif Farm and started CC with Bill Mitchell. Honeymoon in the Comores. 1996: Holiday London, Holland and then with Steve tracing family history in Denmark, then to Italy. Bought Fairsure Insurance Brokers, became MD. 1997: Holiday Maldives 1998: Holiday Mauritius , also London & Greece for Judy's 50th on Mykonos. Sold Fairsure to Sovereign who in turn sold Sovereign Fairsure to The Business Bank. Retirement imminent at that stage as Managing Director. 2000: Holiday in Thailand. Resigned Sovereign Fairsure on a Restraint of Trade; non-executive director. The Business Bank liquidated, therefore no retirement in sight as Sovereign Fairsure continues. 11/2000 official launch of new financial services product and company Propell Levy Finance Solutions Pty Ltd. Marketing Director with Charles Coetzee and others. 2001: After 5 years' work and +- R1mil Oudrif is officially launched as eco-friendly guest farm, houses made of plastered straw bales, solar and gas power sources. The buy line: 'relax in splendid isolation'. New company Risk Benefit Solutions takes over the whole of Sovereign Fairsure in a bloodless coup. We all put the whole Sovereign episode behind us.Now non-executive Director. Wonderful working trip/holiday to St Helena with the brothers and then on to England and Istambul on the way home . We all had a wonderful time.On the underwriting committee with the brothers for St Helena Insurance captive started by Terry Herbert. 2002: Started Catalyst Risk Managers for Catalyst Holdings Pty Ltd to put together an insurance package and risk management for the group, that deals in property and dooes property administration.It is an interesting challenge along with my other diverse work responsibilities General I have a great love for the sea nature peace and love as well as books art MUSIC and movies. I like to exercise by walking, swimming, have run marathons and skydived, as well a scuba diving. I love to cook and am essentially a vegetarian with fish on the side. I live in the most idyllic place to practise all these interests, in Kalk Bay, where I put down roots after wandering around for so long. My family has gravitated here over the past few years and it is good to see them regularly after we lived on separate continents for so many years.

HERBERT, Patrick Austin

Paddy HERBERT | 15 April 1953

PATRICK AUSTIN[6] HERBERT (RONALD HAROLD[5], HAROLD[4], JAMES BROADBENT[3], JAMES BROADBENT[2], THOMAS1) was born on 15 April 1953 in Salisbury, Rhodesia. He married PETRONEL RICHTER on 16 June 1995 in Holy Trinity, Kalk Bay, Cape Town, South Africa, daughter of JOHANNES RICHTER and GERTRUIDA MORKEL. She was born on 6 February 1964 in Cape Town, South Africa. Patrick is the son of KATHLEEN NORAH[7] FLEMMER (MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) born on 12 August 1914 in East London, South Africa and died on 31 October 1972 in Cape Town, South Africa. She married RONALD HAROLD HERBERT on 5 April 1940 in East London, South Africa, son of HAROLD HERBERT and EDITH HARROP. He was born on 13 November 1912 in Wallasey, Cheshire, England and died on 23 November 1988 in East London, South Africa. ----- A PERSONAL HISTORY on 6 february 2003 Patrick Herbert: A Personal History 1953: Born 15/4 Mater Dei Hospital Harare, Zimbabwe - formerly Salisbury, Southern Rhodesia 1962: November - after an idyllic childhood prior to going to school (never a popular event) - we all left for England via Kenya Castle Mail ship. I was seasick for the majority of the voyage. Arrived totally unprepared for the English winter. 1964: After an interesting stay, mostly in West Kirby (attended Dormy House School the best of my career) near Liverpool, we happily left after 2 extreme winters and my father's discontent and returned to Cape Town. Went to Fish Hoek junior school, lived in Clovelley and St James. 1965: Enrolled at St Joseph's College in Rondebosch. 1966: Family moved to Lusaka, Zambia, became a Boarder at St Joseph's until matric 1971. Not a happy experience but luckily both Steve and Terry periodically lived in Cape Town then and were good to me. 1972: Got a life assurance job early in the year. My mother died after a long illness in October. 1974: Draft-dodging, left for England permanently did various jobs, went on the Dole. 1977: Returned for a holiday that ended up in permanent residence. 1978: Started work as an Insurance Broker at PFV. 1985: Completed FCII. 1986: Joined Fairheads Trust. 1987: Became a Partner and Director of Fairheads Insurance Broking Company. 1988: My father died in East London. 1991: Traveled Brazil, Bolivia, Peru, Mexico, USA and Canada, where I saw Steve and family, then London and Ireland. 1992: Holiday Egypt, France, England, Spain, Holland to see Steve and family. 1993: To Australia to see Terry and family, London, France, Russia, Holland to see Steve and family 1994: Holiday to Kenya. 1995: Married to Ronel Richter 16/6 during Rugby World Cup. Terry and Steve both here for the event. Signed lease for Oudrif Farm and started CC with Bill Mitchell. Honeymoon in the Comores. 1996: Holiday London, Holland and then with Steve tracing family history in Denmark, then to Italy. Bought Fairsure Insurance Brokers, became MD. 1997: Holiday Maldives 1998: Holiday Mauritius , also London & Greece for Judy's 50th on Mykonos. Sold Fairsure to Sovereign who in turn sold Sovereign Fairsure to The Business Bank. Retirement imminent at that stage as Managing Director. 2000: Holiday in Thailand. Resigned Sovereign Fairsure on a Restraint of Trade; non-executive director. The Business Bank liquidated, therefore no retirement in sight as Sovereign Fairsure continues. 11/2000 official launch of new financial services product and company Propell Levy Finance Solutions Pty Ltd. Marketing Director with Charles Coetzee and others. 2001: After 5 years' work and +- R1mil Oudrif is officially launched as eco-friendly guest farm, houses made of plastered straw bales, solar and gas power sources. The buy line: 'relax in splendid isolation'. New company Risk Benefit Solutions takes over the whole of Sovereign Fairsure in a bloodless coup. We all put the whole Sovereign episode behind us.Now non-executive Director. Wonderful working trip/holiday to St Helena with the brothers and then on to England and Istambul on the way home . We all had a wonderful time.On the underwriting committee with the brothers for St Helena Insurance captive started by Terry Herbert. 2002: Started Catalyst Risk Managers for Catalyst Holdings Pty Ltd to put together an insurance package and risk management for the group, that deals in property and dooes property administration.It is an interesting challenge along with my other diverse work responsibilities General I have a great love for the sea nature peace and love as well as books art MUSIC and movies. I like to exercise by walking, swimming, have run marathons and skydived, as well a scuba diving. I love to cook and am essentially a vegetarian with fish on the side. I live in the most idyllic place to practise all these interests, in Kalk Bay, where I put down roots after wandering around for so long. My family has gravitated here over the past few years and it is good to see them regularly after we lived on separate continents for so many years.
(Richter) PETRONEL[2] RICHTER (JOHANNES HENDRICK HERMANUS[1]) was born on 6 February 1964 in Cape Town, South Africa. She married PATRICK AUSTIN HERBERT on 16 June 1995 in Holy Trinity Kalk Bay, Cape Town, South Africa, son of RONALD HERBERT and KATHLEEN FLEMMER. He was born on 15 April 1953 in Salisbury, Rhodesia. ----- PERSONAL HISTORY OF RONEL RICHTER-HERBERT I was born in Cape Town on 6 February 1964 at the Vincent Palotti in Pinelands to Afrikaans parents. My father, Johann Richter, hailed from the enclave Eendekuil near Piketberg, and was Assistant Chief Translator at Parliament. He also authored two books, Spykerskoene op die Gruisblad, when he was in his twenties, and South West, which was commissioned by Struik Publishers. He passed away in 1977 at the age of 46. My mother, Trudie, is originally from the Boland town of Villiersdorp. She was one of the first women BComm graduates at Stellenbosch University, and worked primarily as a bookkeeper. Retired in the 1980s, she lives in Hermanus. I have an older brother, Heini, who is a qualified accountant, married to Lorraine, with two sons, Jannik and Joshua. They live in Somerset-West. I was a student at Jan van Riebeeck Laerskool in lower Kloof Street from 1970, and at Jan van Riebeeck Hoërskool in upper Kloof Street until matriculating in 1981 at the age of seventeen. Thereafter I studied BA Drama at the University of Stellenbosch and appeared in several student stage productions. After graduating in 1984 I travelled to Australia for three months, and then commenced teaching drama at the Battswood Art Centre in Wynberg, Cape Town. I remained there for two years, before being employed by the Auto & General Insurance Company as a PR/Marketer. During my time there I progressed to Assistant Branch Manager at their Stellenbosch branch, before leaving to spend a year in England. While in England I worked as an au pair and housekeeper, and managed to travel and holiday on the Continent. Upon my return to Cape Town I was employed by Fairheads Insurance Brokers to run a group scheme at the City Council. The man who employed me - Patrick Herbert - would become my husband three years later! Paddy and I were married in 1995 during the Rugby World Cup, which, as we all know, South Africa won! We remain big rugby fans to this day. I resigned from Fairheads in 1997 in order to pursue my studies, and graduated in English Honours from UNISA in 2000, cum laude. Since then I have been involved with developing a guest farm in the Cederberg area with Paddy and Bill Mitchell. I embarked on a freelance-editing career in 2001, and was eventually offered an editorial position on a six-month contract basis by Struik in May 2002. I was offered - and accepted -- a full-time position as editor at Zebra Press, an imprint of Struik Publishers, in October 2002, a position I still hold - and love. This year Paddy and I will be visiting China in celebration of his 50th birthday. We live in Kalk Bay.

HERBERT, Petronel (nee Richter)

Ronel HERBERT | 6 Feb 1964

(Richter) PETRONEL[2] RICHTER (JOHANNES HENDRICK HERMANUS[1]) was born on 6 February 1964 in Cape Town, South Africa. She married PATRICK AUSTIN HERBERT on 16 June 1995 in Holy Trinity Kalk Bay, Cape Town, South Africa, son of RONALD HERBERT and KATHLEEN FLEMMER. He was born on 15 April 1953 in Salisbury, Rhodesia. ----- PERSONAL HISTORY OF RONEL RICHTER-HERBERT I was born in Cape Town on 6 February 1964 at the Vincent Palotti in Pinelands to Afrikaans parents. My father, Johann Richter, hailed from the enclave Eendekuil near Piketberg, and was Assistant Chief Translator at Parliament. He also authored two books, Spykerskoene op die Gruisblad, when he was in his twenties, and South West, which was commissioned by Struik Publishers. He passed away in 1977 at the age of 46. My mother, Trudie, is originally from the Boland town of Villiersdorp. She was one of the first women BComm graduates at Stellenbosch University, and worked primarily as a bookkeeper. Retired in the 1980s, she lives in Hermanus. I have an older brother, Heini, who is a qualified accountant, married to Lorraine, with two sons, Jannik and Joshua. They live in Somerset-West. I was a student at Jan van Riebeeck Laerskool in lower Kloof Street from 1970, and at Jan van Riebeeck Hoërskool in upper Kloof Street until matriculating in 1981 at the age of seventeen. Thereafter I studied BA Drama at the University of Stellenbosch and appeared in several student stage productions. After graduating in 1984 I travelled to Australia for three months, and then commenced teaching drama at the Battswood Art Centre in Wynberg, Cape Town. I remained there for two years, before being employed by the Auto & General Insurance Company as a PR/Marketer. During my time there I progressed to Assistant Branch Manager at their Stellenbosch branch, before leaving to spend a year in England. While in England I worked as an au pair and housekeeper, and managed to travel and holiday on the Continent. Upon my return to Cape Town I was employed by Fairheads Insurance Brokers to run a group scheme at the City Council. The man who employed me - Patrick Herbert - would become my husband three years later! Paddy and I were married in 1995 during the Rugby World Cup, which, as we all know, South Africa won! We remain big rugby fans to this day. I resigned from Fairheads in 1997 in order to pursue my studies, and graduated in English Honours from UNISA in 2000, cum laude. Since then I have been involved with developing a guest farm in the Cederberg area with Paddy and Bill Mitchell. I embarked on a freelance-editing career in 2001, and was eventually offered an editorial position on a six-month contract basis by Struik in May 2002. I was offered - and accepted -- a full-time position as editor at Zebra Press, an imprint of Struik Publishers, in October 2002, a position I still hold - and love. This year Paddy and I will be visiting China in celebration of his 50th birthday. We live in Kalk Bay.
STEPHEN WILFRED[6] HERBERT (RONALD HAROLD[5], HAROLD[4], JAMES BROADBENT[3], JAMES BROADBENT[2], THOMAS[1]) was born on 6 September 1946 in East London, South Africa. He married JUDITH ANN DELBRIDGE on 15 September 1974 in Claremont, Cape Town, South Africa. She was born on 30 September 1948 in Cape Town, South Africa. Steve is the son of KATHLEEN NORAH[7] FLEMMER (MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) born on 12 August 1914 in East London, South Africa and died on 31 October 1972 in Cape Town, South Africa. She married RONALD HAROLD HERBERT on 5 April 1940 in East London, South Africa, son of HAROLD HERBERT and EDITH HARROP. He was born on 13 November 1912 in Wallasey, Cheshire, England and died on 23 November 1988 in East London, South Africa. ----- Personal History Steve Herbert [Stephen Wilfred Herbert born 6 September 1946] written 2002 aged 56 Height: 1.86m Weight: 106kgs. Hair: Brown Eyes: Green I was born at the East London Flemmer alma mater, the Mater Dei Hospital in East London. It seems to me that I have had a pretty nomadic life thus far. My Dad Ronnie, worked for the Royal Insurance Company and when I was about 2 we went to live at Fish Hoek near Cape Town. This and being born in East London has probably given me my life long love of the sea and of water generally. When I was about 4 we went to live in Salisbury, Rhodesia, and we were there until I was 15. This 11 year period is the longest I have lived anywhere so far. We had a good life up there, with my Uncle Owen and Aunt Heyla Flemmer and their four kids close by, we had a real sense of family. Then there were the trips down to East London, three day epics by road or rail. The excitement of seeing the sea and our East London cousins has made these trips stand out in all of our childhood memories. We were very lucky. At 15 we went to live in West Kirby near Liverpool where I finished school with O Levels and came back to Cape Town at 16 where my parents had moved. It was here I renewed my connection with sea, learning by good fortune to fish for tunny, and to snorkel and scuba dive. Later when called up to do my national service I volunteered for and was lucky to be selected for the Navy Diving unit at Simonstown. In Cape Town I joined the Sun Alliance insurance group [later Protea Assurance] in 1964 and thus started a 33 year working career which took me to Zambia, Bloemfontein, Malawi, Cape Town, Durban, Pretoria, Johannesburg, Cape Town, Toronto and The Hague. When offered early retirement in 1996 we jumped at the chance and moved back to Kalk Bay where it will take a stick of dynamite to prize me off! In 1973 I was lucky to marry Judy Delbridge who I had known for some time, and I have been very fortunate to be married to someone who has supported me and our children through the many upheavals of our many moves. Judy herself is no academic slouch having gained an Honours Degree in Philosophy from UNISA. We have had many laughs and have travelled to many places along the way. We have two lovely children, Kate 24, working in London at present and Nick 19, who is doing a graphic design course in Cape Town. I have always been interested in sport and have been lucky to go to several rugby internationals at some of the world's great stadiums. Never particularily good at it myself I played for Malawi in my wild youth but found my niche in underwater hockey. I represented Natal, captained Northern Province and played for Transvaal. The greatest honour was to be selected as Springbok captain of the national team. One of life's disappointments was when the tour to UK was called off due to political pressure. For the rest I keep fit, am obviously interested in history and feel that I am a very lucky person to have so many friends and family and to live in this beautiful part of the Cape.

HERBERT, Stephen Wilfred

Steve HERBERT | 6 Sept 1946

STEPHEN WILFRED[6] HERBERT (RONALD HAROLD[5], HAROLD[4], JAMES BROADBENT[3], JAMES BROADBENT[2], THOMAS[1]) was born on 6 September 1946 in East London, South Africa. He married JUDITH ANN DELBRIDGE on 15 September 1974 in Claremont, Cape Town, South Africa. She was born on 30 September 1948 in Cape Town, South Africa. Steve is the son of KATHLEEN NORAH[7] FLEMMER (MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) born on 12 August 1914 in East London, South Africa and died on 31 October 1972 in Cape Town, South Africa. She married RONALD HAROLD HERBERT on 5 April 1940 in East London, South Africa, son of HAROLD HERBERT and EDITH HARROP. He was born on 13 November 1912 in Wallasey, Cheshire, England and died on 23 November 1988 in East London, South Africa. ----- Personal History Steve Herbert [Stephen Wilfred Herbert born 6 September 1946] written 2002 aged 56 Height: 1.86m Weight: 106kgs. Hair: Brown Eyes: Green I was born at the East London Flemmer alma mater, the Mater Dei Hospital in East London. It seems to me that I have had a pretty nomadic life thus far. My Dad Ronnie, worked for the Royal Insurance Company and when I was about 2 we went to live at Fish Hoek near Cape Town. This and being born in East London has probably given me my life long love of the sea and of water generally. When I was about 4 we went to live in Salisbury, Rhodesia, and we were there until I was 15. This 11 year period is the longest I have lived anywhere so far. We had a good life up there, with my Uncle Owen and Aunt Heyla Flemmer and their four kids close by, we had a real sense of family. Then there were the trips down to East London, three day epics by road or rail. The excitement of seeing the sea and our East London cousins has made these trips stand out in all of our childhood memories. We were very lucky. At 15 we went to live in West Kirby near Liverpool where I finished school with O Levels and came back to Cape Town at 16 where my parents had moved. It was here I renewed my connection with sea, learning by good fortune to fish for tunny, and to snorkel and scuba dive. Later when called up to do my national service I volunteered for and was lucky to be selected for the Navy Diving unit at Simonstown. In Cape Town I joined the Sun Alliance insurance group [later Protea Assurance] in 1964 and thus started a 33 year working career which took me to Zambia, Bloemfontein, Malawi, Cape Town, Durban, Pretoria, Johannesburg, Cape Town, Toronto and The Hague. When offered early retirement in 1996 we jumped at the chance and moved back to Kalk Bay where it will take a stick of dynamite to prize me off! In 1973 I was lucky to marry Judy Delbridge who I had known for some time, and I have been very fortunate to be married to someone who has supported me and our children through the many upheavals of our many moves. Judy herself is no academic slouch having gained an Honours Degree in Philosophy from UNISA. We have had many laughs and have travelled to many places along the way. We have two lovely children, Kate 24, working in London at present and Nick 19, who is doing a graphic design course in Cape Town. I have always been interested in sport and have been lucky to go to several rugby internationals at some of the world's great stadiums. Never particularily good at it myself I played for Malawi in my wild youth but found my niche in underwater hockey. I represented Natal, captained Northern Province and played for Transvaal. The greatest honour was to be selected as Springbok captain of the national team. One of life's disappointments was when the tour to UK was called off due to political pressure. For the rest I keep fit, am obviously interested in history and feel that I am a very lucky person to have so many friends and family and to live in this beautiful part of the Cape.
TERENCE RONALD[6] HERBERT (RONALD HAROLD[5], HAROLD[4], JAMES BROADBENT[3], JAMES BROADBENT[2], THOMAS[1]) was born on 7 February 1942 in East London, South Africa. He married ANTHEA RUTH WOOLRIDGE on 7 October 1967 in Durban, South Africa, daughter of PERCIVAL WOOLRIDGE and FRANCES HUNT-PINKER. She was born on 7 July 1939 in Durban, South Africa. Terry is the son of KATHLEEN NORAH[7] FLEMMER (MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) born on 12 August 1914 in East London, South Africa and died on 31 October 1972 in Cape Town, South Africa. She married RONALD HAROLD HERBERT on 5 April 1940 in East London, South Africa, son of HAROLD HERBERT and EDITH HARROP. He was born on 13 November 1912 in Wallasey, Cheshire, England and died on 23 November 1988 in East London, South Africa. ----- PERSONAL HISTORY WRITTEN IN MAY 2002 Name: Terence Ronald HERBERT Birthdate: 7 February 1942 Birthplace: East London, South Africa Parents: Ronald Harold HERBERT: Kathleen Norah HERBERT (nee FLEMMER) Siblings: Timothy: Stephen Wilfred: Angela Patricia: Patrick Austin Married: Anthea Ruth WOOLRIDGE: Durban: 7 October 1967 Child: Son: Matthew Christopher Ronald HERBERT (born 25 March 1971) I lived my early life in East London, initially in the family home, St Anthony, on the banks of the Nahoon River with my cousins Nolan, Athalie and Rosalie Flemmer (children of Oswald and Dorothy Flemmer) and twins Brian and Margaret Flemmer (children of Owen and Heyla Flemmer). Our fathers were serving in the armed forces. My father was captured at Tobruk just before I was born and spent the rest of the war in prisoner of war camps in Italy and Germany. He returned to East London in 1946 to take up a position with his previous employer, Royal Insurance Company, and we moved into a house in Carter Road. I started my schooling at Christian Brothers College. We moved to Cape Town within a short time (probably two years at the most) when my father was transferred to the Royal Head Office. We lived initially in Rondebosch and I went to Marist Brothers for a short time. My father was able to acquire a house in Fish Hoek, where there was a new development aimed at providing reasonable accommodation for returned servicemen. We lived at 48, Second Crescent, which was then the end of civilisation as far as Fish Hoek was concerned - beyond our house was only sand dunes and scrub. Initially I went to school at Star of the Sea convent in St James at first, but at the age of seven was required to leave. I subsequently attended Fish Hoek Primary School. In about 1951, my father was transferred to what was then Rhodesia (now Zimbabwe) to take up a position as Manager for the territory in Salisbury (now Harare). We lived initially in a rented house in Belvedere before moving to 3 Cambridge Avenue, Newlands. I attended St Georges College where I failed to complete my education by choosing to leave school in 1957, the year before writing my A level Oxford Examinations. Although I had sufficient subjects to attend university, funds were not available for this option and I started work in the Magistrate's Court in January 1959 at the age of 16. At the end of 1961 my father was transferred to the Head Office of Royal Insurance in Liverpool. I had been offered a chance to join the Rhodesian Army and to attend Sandhurst Military College at the completion of my military training in 1960, but decided instead to further my legal ambitions by moving with the family and working in the courts in England. On arrival I found that the legal system was completely different and that I would have to serve what was essentially an apprenticeship for five years, for which my family would have to pay. I joined Royal Insurance instead. My father returned to South Africa in 1963 with the rest of the family. I elected to stay on in England, expecting to be transferred in due course to the Caribbean or South America, which I had indicated as my preferred options when discussing my future with the company. Instead I was transferred to South Africa in 1964, to a position in Durban. I met Anthea there when she joined the company in 1965. We became engaged in 1966 and were married in Durban on 7 October 1967, by which time I had resigned from Royal Insurance to join insurance brokers, Glanville Enthoven in Cape Town because there seemed to be little chance for any worthwhile advancement with Royal. We lived initially in a flat at 9 Beaurette, Derby Road, Kenilworth, before moving to a rented maisonette at Handley Cross, Rosmead Avenue, Kenilworth. Our son Matthew was born on 25 March 1971 while we were living there. We subsequently moved to the first house that we bought, at 7 Heerengracht Road, Bergvliet in 1972. By the end of 1973 it was clear that there would be little chance for advancement within Glanville Enthoven. When a management position became available in Durban with Institutional Insurance Brokers, part of the large Schlesinger Group, I applied for this and joined the group at the end of December 1973. We sold the Bergvliet house and bought our second house in Cherry Place, Berea, Durban. At the end of 1975 I was transferred back to Cape Town as Manager and we purchased our new home at 15 St Catherine Road, after the sale of our Durban property. The Schlesinger Group withdrew from South Africa in 1976 and Institutional Insurance Brokers was sold to Bowrings. I resigned and joined Guardian Insurance Group as Production Manager in the Cape Town Branch in June of that year. In 1981 I was offered an opportunity to run the Guardian company in Zimbabwe. I accepted this offer and took up the position of Deputy General Manager in August 1981, some three months after Zimbabwe gained formal independence. The intention was to establish my abilities at this level of management with a view to my returning to South Africa at general management level. I declined to do this in view of the political situation in South Africa, where, it seemed to us, the probability was that the unrest would develop into a civil war. Since the Zimbabwe company (renamed as Lion of Zimbabwe Insurance Company) was to be sold, once the accumulated reserves had been transferred out of the country, I was offered a transfer to Australia in early 1987. We left Zimbabwe on 30 April 1987 for London where we were to apply for entry visas to Australia. This turned out to be a lengthy process and we finally arrived in Australia at the end of July where I took up the position of State Manager for New South Wales in Sydney with GRE Insurance Ltd. We bought a house there at 9 Cocupara Avenue, Lindfield which was close to the office which was in Chatswood on the North Shore. In 1988 I was offered the position of General Manager for Australia and we moved to Melbourne where the Head Office was situated at the end of the year, buying a house in Elsternwick at 8 Sherbrooke Avenue. The Australian company was sold in early 1992 and I declined to continue my employment with the Guardian Group. I established my own consulting company, Ghanesh Solutions and also joined the Board of OAMPS Ltd a small but international specialist broker and underwriter. I was elected Chairman of the company in 1995. Following the peaceful transition of power in South Africa, we left Australia at the end of 1996 and returned to Cape Town, buying our current house at 8 Quarterdeck Road, Kalk Bay.

HERBERT, Terence Ronald

Terry HERBERT | 7 Feb 1942 - 2014

TERENCE RONALD[6] HERBERT (RONALD HAROLD[5], HAROLD[4], JAMES BROADBENT[3], JAMES BROADBENT[2], THOMAS[1]) was born on 7 February 1942 in East London, South Africa. He married ANTHEA RUTH WOOLRIDGE on 7 October 1967 in Durban, South Africa, daughter of PERCIVAL WOOLRIDGE and FRANCES HUNT-PINKER. She was born on 7 July 1939 in Durban, South Africa. Terry is the son of KATHLEEN NORAH[7] FLEMMER (MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) born on 12 August 1914 in East London, South Africa and died on 31 October 1972 in Cape Town, South Africa. She married RONALD HAROLD HERBERT on 5 April 1940 in East London, South Africa, son of HAROLD HERBERT and EDITH HARROP. He was born on 13 November 1912 in Wallasey, Cheshire, England and died on 23 November 1988 in East London, South Africa. ----- PERSONAL HISTORY WRITTEN IN MAY 2002 Name: Terence Ronald HERBERT Birthdate: 7 February 1942 Birthplace: East London, South Africa Parents: Ronald Harold HERBERT: Kathleen Norah HERBERT (nee FLEMMER) Siblings: Timothy: Stephen Wilfred: Angela Patricia: Patrick Austin Married: Anthea Ruth WOOLRIDGE: Durban: 7 October 1967 Child: Son: Matthew Christopher Ronald HERBERT (born 25 March 1971) I lived my early life in East London, initially in the family home, St Anthony, on the banks of the Nahoon River with my cousins Nolan, Athalie and Rosalie Flemmer (children of Oswald and Dorothy Flemmer) and twins Brian and Margaret Flemmer (children of Owen and Heyla Flemmer). Our fathers were serving in the armed forces. My father was captured at Tobruk just before I was born and spent the rest of the war in prisoner of war camps in Italy and Germany. He returned to East London in 1946 to take up a position with his previous employer, Royal Insurance Company, and we moved into a house in Carter Road. I started my schooling at Christian Brothers College. We moved to Cape Town within a short time (probably two years at the most) when my father was transferred to the Royal Head Office. We lived initially in Rondebosch and I went to Marist Brothers for a short time. My father was able to acquire a house in Fish Hoek, where there was a new development aimed at providing reasonable accommodation for returned servicemen. We lived at 48, Second Crescent, which was then the end of civilisation as far as Fish Hoek was concerned - beyond our house was only sand dunes and scrub. Initially I went to school at Star of the Sea convent in St James at first, but at the age of seven was required to leave. I subsequently attended Fish Hoek Primary School. In about 1951, my father was transferred to what was then Rhodesia (now Zimbabwe) to take up a position as Manager for the territory in Salisbury (now Harare). We lived initially in a rented house in Belvedere before moving to 3 Cambridge Avenue, Newlands. I attended St Georges College where I failed to complete my education by choosing to leave school in 1957, the year before writing my A level Oxford Examinations. Although I had sufficient subjects to attend university, funds were not available for this option and I started work in the Magistrate's Court in January 1959 at the age of 16. At the end of 1961 my father was transferred to the Head Office of Royal Insurance in Liverpool. I had been offered a chance to join the Rhodesian Army and to attend Sandhurst Military College at the completion of my military training in 1960, but decided instead to further my legal ambitions by moving with the family and working in the courts in England. On arrival I found that the legal system was completely different and that I would have to serve what was essentially an apprenticeship for five years, for which my family would have to pay. I joined Royal Insurance instead. My father returned to South Africa in 1963 with the rest of the family. I elected to stay on in England, expecting to be transferred in due course to the Caribbean or South America, which I had indicated as my preferred options when discussing my future with the company. Instead I was transferred to South Africa in 1964, to a position in Durban. I met Anthea there when she joined the company in 1965. We became engaged in 1966 and were married in Durban on 7 October 1967, by which time I had resigned from Royal Insurance to join insurance brokers, Glanville Enthoven in Cape Town because there seemed to be little chance for any worthwhile advancement with Royal. We lived initially in a flat at 9 Beaurette, Derby Road, Kenilworth, before moving to a rented maisonette at Handley Cross, Rosmead Avenue, Kenilworth. Our son Matthew was born on 25 March 1971 while we were living there. We subsequently moved to the first house that we bought, at 7 Heerengracht Road, Bergvliet in 1972. By the end of 1973 it was clear that there would be little chance for advancement within Glanville Enthoven. When a management position became available in Durban with Institutional Insurance Brokers, part of the large Schlesinger Group, I applied for this and joined the group at the end of December 1973. We sold the Bergvliet house and bought our second house in Cherry Place, Berea, Durban. At the end of 1975 I was transferred back to Cape Town as Manager and we purchased our new home at 15 St Catherine Road, after the sale of our Durban property. The Schlesinger Group withdrew from South Africa in 1976 and Institutional Insurance Brokers was sold to Bowrings. I resigned and joined Guardian Insurance Group as Production Manager in the Cape Town Branch in June of that year. In 1981 I was offered an opportunity to run the Guardian company in Zimbabwe. I accepted this offer and took up the position of Deputy General Manager in August 1981, some three months after Zimbabwe gained formal independence. The intention was to establish my abilities at this level of management with a view to my returning to South Africa at general management level. I declined to do this in view of the political situation in South Africa, where, it seemed to us, the probability was that the unrest would develop into a civil war. Since the Zimbabwe company (renamed as Lion of Zimbabwe Insurance Company) was to be sold, once the accumulated reserves had been transferred out of the country, I was offered a transfer to Australia in early 1987. We left Zimbabwe on 30 April 1987 for London where we were to apply for entry visas to Australia. This turned out to be a lengthy process and we finally arrived in Australia at the end of July where I took up the position of State Manager for New South Wales in Sydney with GRE Insurance Ltd. We bought a house there at 9 Cocupara Avenue, Lindfield which was close to the office which was in Chatswood on the North Shore. In 1988 I was offered the position of General Manager for Australia and we moved to Melbourne where the Head Office was situated at the end of the year, buying a house in Elsternwick at 8 Sherbrooke Avenue. The Australian company was sold in early 1992 and I declined to continue my employment with the Guardian Group. I established my own consulting company, Ghanesh Solutions and also joined the Board of OAMPS Ltd a small but international specialist broker and underwriter. I was elected Chairman of the company in 1995. Following the peaceful transition of power in South Africa, we left Australia at the end of 1996 and returned to Cape Town, buying our current house at 8 Quarterdeck Road, Kalk Bay.
NOLA EILEEN[3] MCBEAN (DUNCAN MATHIE[2], LACHLAN MOORE[1]) was born on 22 December 1967. She married DEAN ALBERT HERRMANN on 11 September 1993 in Harare, Zimbabwe, son of EITEL HERRMANN and GINNETTE WARWICK. He was born on 11 January 1963 in Salisbury, Rhodesia. Nola is the daughter of MARGARET ANN[8] FLEMMER (OWEN JOHN[7], MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) and was born on 3 April 1940 in East London, South Africa. She married DUNCAN MATHIE MCBEAN on 10 December 1966 in Blantyre, Malawi, son of LACHLAN MCBEAN and GERTRUDE O' MEARA. He was born on 23 June 1934 in Salisbury, Rhodesia. ----- PERSONAL HISTORY OF Nola Eileen Herrmann (McBean) Mbabane, SWAZILAND 2 April 2001 My parents, Duncan and Margie McBean, were living in Blantyre, Malawi as ex-patriots as the time for my birth grew near. (My father was working for the Shell Company there.) My maternal grandparents, Owen and Heyla Flemmer were resident in Bulawayo, Rhodesia and because I was the first child, it was there that my mother travelled in time for my arrival. I was born at the Mater Dei Hospital where my first attempts at suckling were witnessed by 'Father' Christmas, who turned out to be a nun in drag, much to my modest mother's relief! I was taken to Malawi aged only a few days and spent the first months of my life in Blantyre. By the time my sister Carol Ann was born on 8 July 1969, we were back in Rhodesia, Salisbury this time, and about to move into a scheme house that my parents had built amongst the msasa trees in the then new suburb of Mandara. It was there that we spent many hours sweeping out our thatched Wendy-house, learning to ride our bikes, and climbing over the stile at the bottom of the garden to visit friends who lived down the path. There was an African compound in the 'bush' that bordered our property and it was with a mixture of fear and curiosity that we would venture as close as we dared to get a glimpse of their children and an inkling of how they lived. Our 'house-boy', Dafta was part of the family to us, and I shed many tears the day he was caught and fired for theft of meat from the freezer. Every winter, the dry grass of the 'vlei' would burn and we would join the neighbours along the boundary in a common desire to stave off the blaze. Small mammals, sometimes even a buck, would run before the flames in terror - a wild area that was gradually stripped of much of its indigenous forest and finally developed less than 10 years ago. But to go back to the seventies - Carol and I were at junior school (Courteney Selous, in Greendale) which, as soon as we were able, was close enough for us to ride to on our bicycles. Most children did the same, and the bicycle shed was a large affair and a common meeting place at the end of the day. Even the traffic department took us seriously and there were regular inspections to check that we were licensed and that our 'vehicles' met their stringent safety requirements. Depending on the craze of the day, we played marbles in the dust, French skipping (fancy manoeuvres with a long bit of elastic) on the purple 'carpets' under the jacaranda trees or hopscotch on the quad. Secondary schooling took place for us at Oriel Girls' High School - Carol and I left there on the same emotion-filled day, and I went on to a private school, Arundel (fondly known as 'The Pink Prison') while she started a very worthwhile secretarial course that soon had her in excellent jobs while I struggled along as a pharmacy student at Rhodes University, Grahamstown. To say that they were happy years though is a gross understatement. I loved res life and got very involved in several societies as well as the social scene. My final year was spent in 'digs' with 8 other students from nearly every faculty on campus. It was not without it's tricky moments, but was generally a very positive experience. We clubbed together to employ a maid, who cooked, cleaned and ironed for us (poor woman!). The house was old (the sort with a long passage right down the middle and a fireplace in every bedroom) and had mushrooms and snails in the shower, an old door for a kitchen table, and a resident rat family…but we loved it and the time we had there. I had set my heart on doing my internship in Cape Town, and was rewarded with a post in Constantia Pharmacy. I initially boarded with an elderly family friend in Plumstead, and rode her 'sit-up-and-beg' bicycle to work, often in less than ideal weather conditions. My boss arrived in black leathers on his 1000cc BMW, so wasn't the sort to mind my looking like a drowned rat in a transparent uniform for half the day! By the time Carol joined me after a spell in UK and Europe, I did have a car (technically Dad's) and had found another pharmacist who was willing to share her Claremont flat with both of us. Cape Town was a wonderful place to be and our weekends were spent strawberry/ cherry picking, hiking, picnicking, wine-routing, swimming and socialising. The long evenings meant we could meet friends for sundowners after work at places like Llandudno and Clifton. We returned together to Harare, but Carol wasn't there long before going back to the UK where her relationship with Billy Teeton entered a new phase (they are now married with two adorable children). I met Dean Herrmann, which precipitated the end of a long-standing university relationship. My goal for that year was to earn enough to buy a 'triangle ticket', which would take me to London, the Far East and Australia and was valid for a year. Dean had already done a 'walk-about' in 1988 (this was now 1991) but my plans caused the travel bug to bite again and I'd only been in France a couple of months when he joined me there. The English family, who had employed me as their chalet-girl in Grand Bornand, agreed to take Dean on too, so we worked together and skied in our spare time. When the snow started to melt as April approached, we were out of a job and headed back to London. Finding work in the engineering and pharmacy fields proved very difficult, but just when we were getting despondent, Dean picked up a yachting magazine containing the ad of our dreams. We were taken on as crew (water-sports instructor and galley slave!) for a 60' concrete-hulled schooner in Greece. A middle-aged English seadog was sent out with us as captain, and we had cause to be grateful for his vast experience. The boat needed weeks of work before she could sail, but we loved the life she showed us, and that summer was rich with new experiences. We travelled from Kalymnos in the east to Levkas in the west, picking up and delivering passengers as we went. The end of another season saw our return to London to connect with our homeward flights. Seven weeks was far too little to divide between Hong Kong, Bangkok, Ko Samui, Singapore, Cairns, Sydney, Melbourne and Perth, but we did as much as we could in the time we had. Settling down to running a suburban Pharmacy after that was a challenge, but Carol and Billy's wedding in April 1993 and our own in September of that year were sufficient distractions! We were married on a beautiful farm at Norton, Saffron Walden (now occupied by 'war veterans') and set up home in a small flat in Avondale West. We were about to move into a house we'd bought in Glen Lorne, Harare, when Dean was offered a 9-month post in Mauritius, so we went there instead! We did a lot of diving and enjoyed all the visitors we had, but found it too crowded a place to be for long. In retrospect it was a good thing that there was no work for Dean on our return to Zimbabwe, and that he seemed to have been stripped of all his status by being out of the Harare office for a while. It was because of this that we were forced to look further a-field, and ended up in Burrow Binnie's Swaziland branch. We have happily been here for 6 years and have since had two children who were both born in Harare: Marc Alan on Mothers' Day of 1996 and Danielle Ashleigh on Mothers' Day of 1998! After much deliberating and heartache, and taking the political and economic climate of Zimbabwe into account, we have made the decision to immigrate to New Zealand. The Flemmer family Tribal Gathering in Cape Town over the Easter weekend in a few weeks time will therefore be a bittersweet experience for us; leaving Africa and all our loved ones is probably the hardest thing we've had to do so far.

HERRMANN, Nola Eileen (nee McBean)

Nola HERRMANN | 22 Dec 1967

NOLA EILEEN[3] MCBEAN (DUNCAN MATHIE[2], LACHLAN MOORE[1]) was born on 22 December 1967. She married DEAN ALBERT HERRMANN on 11 September 1993 in Harare, Zimbabwe, son of EITEL HERRMANN and GINNETTE WARWICK. He was born on 11 January 1963 in Salisbury, Rhodesia. Nola is the daughter of MARGARET ANN[8] FLEMMER (OWEN JOHN[7], MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) and was born on 3 April 1940 in East London, South Africa. She married DUNCAN MATHIE MCBEAN on 10 December 1966 in Blantyre, Malawi, son of LACHLAN MCBEAN and GERTRUDE O' MEARA. He was born on 23 June 1934 in Salisbury, Rhodesia. ----- PERSONAL HISTORY OF Nola Eileen Herrmann (McBean) Mbabane, SWAZILAND 2 April 2001 My parents, Duncan and Margie McBean, were living in Blantyre, Malawi as ex-patriots as the time for my birth grew near. (My father was working for the Shell Company there.) My maternal grandparents, Owen and Heyla Flemmer were resident in Bulawayo, Rhodesia and because I was the first child, it was there that my mother travelled in time for my arrival. I was born at the Mater Dei Hospital where my first attempts at suckling were witnessed by 'Father' Christmas, who turned out to be a nun in drag, much to my modest mother's relief! I was taken to Malawi aged only a few days and spent the first months of my life in Blantyre. By the time my sister Carol Ann was born on 8 July 1969, we were back in Rhodesia, Salisbury this time, and about to move into a scheme house that my parents had built amongst the msasa trees in the then new suburb of Mandara. It was there that we spent many hours sweeping out our thatched Wendy-house, learning to ride our bikes, and climbing over the stile at the bottom of the garden to visit friends who lived down the path. There was an African compound in the 'bush' that bordered our property and it was with a mixture of fear and curiosity that we would venture as close as we dared to get a glimpse of their children and an inkling of how they lived. Our 'house-boy', Dafta was part of the family to us, and I shed many tears the day he was caught and fired for theft of meat from the freezer. Every winter, the dry grass of the 'vlei' would burn and we would join the neighbours along the boundary in a common desire to stave off the blaze. Small mammals, sometimes even a buck, would run before the flames in terror - a wild area that was gradually stripped of much of its indigenous forest and finally developed less than 10 years ago. But to go back to the seventies - Carol and I were at junior school (Courteney Selous, in Greendale) which, as soon as we were able, was close enough for us to ride to on our bicycles. Most children did the same, and the bicycle shed was a large affair and a common meeting place at the end of the day. Even the traffic department took us seriously and there were regular inspections to check that we were licensed and that our 'vehicles' met their stringent safety requirements. Depending on the craze of the day, we played marbles in the dust, French skipping (fancy manoeuvres with a long bit of elastic) on the purple 'carpets' under the jacaranda trees or hopscotch on the quad. Secondary schooling took place for us at Oriel Girls' High School - Carol and I left there on the same emotion-filled day, and I went on to a private school, Arundel (fondly known as 'The Pink Prison') while she started a very worthwhile secretarial course that soon had her in excellent jobs while I struggled along as a pharmacy student at Rhodes University, Grahamstown. To say that they were happy years though is a gross understatement. I loved res life and got very involved in several societies as well as the social scene. My final year was spent in 'digs' with 8 other students from nearly every faculty on campus. It was not without it's tricky moments, but was generally a very positive experience. We clubbed together to employ a maid, who cooked, cleaned and ironed for us (poor woman!). The house was old (the sort with a long passage right down the middle and a fireplace in every bedroom) and had mushrooms and snails in the shower, an old door for a kitchen table, and a resident rat family…but we loved it and the time we had there. I had set my heart on doing my internship in Cape Town, and was rewarded with a post in Constantia Pharmacy. I initially boarded with an elderly family friend in Plumstead, and rode her 'sit-up-and-beg' bicycle to work, often in less than ideal weather conditions. My boss arrived in black leathers on his 1000cc BMW, so wasn't the sort to mind my looking like a drowned rat in a transparent uniform for half the day! By the time Carol joined me after a spell in UK and Europe, I did have a car (technically Dad's) and had found another pharmacist who was willing to share her Claremont flat with both of us. Cape Town was a wonderful place to be and our weekends were spent strawberry/ cherry picking, hiking, picnicking, wine-routing, swimming and socialising. The long evenings meant we could meet friends for sundowners after work at places like Llandudno and Clifton. We returned together to Harare, but Carol wasn't there long before going back to the UK where her relationship with Billy Teeton entered a new phase (they are now married with two adorable children). I met Dean Herrmann, which precipitated the end of a long-standing university relationship. My goal for that year was to earn enough to buy a 'triangle ticket', which would take me to London, the Far East and Australia and was valid for a year. Dean had already done a 'walk-about' in 1988 (this was now 1991) but my plans caused the travel bug to bite again and I'd only been in France a couple of months when he joined me there. The English family, who had employed me as their chalet-girl in Grand Bornand, agreed to take Dean on too, so we worked together and skied in our spare time. When the snow started to melt as April approached, we were out of a job and headed back to London. Finding work in the engineering and pharmacy fields proved very difficult, but just when we were getting despondent, Dean picked up a yachting magazine containing the ad of our dreams. We were taken on as crew (water-sports instructor and galley slave!) for a 60' concrete-hulled schooner in Greece. A middle-aged English seadog was sent out with us as captain, and we had cause to be grateful for his vast experience. The boat needed weeks of work before she could sail, but we loved the life she showed us, and that summer was rich with new experiences. We travelled from Kalymnos in the east to Levkas in the west, picking up and delivering passengers as we went. The end of another season saw our return to London to connect with our homeward flights. Seven weeks was far too little to divide between Hong Kong, Bangkok, Ko Samui, Singapore, Cairns, Sydney, Melbourne and Perth, but we did as much as we could in the time we had. Settling down to running a suburban Pharmacy after that was a challenge, but Carol and Billy's wedding in April 1993 and our own in September of that year were sufficient distractions! We were married on a beautiful farm at Norton, Saffron Walden (now occupied by 'war veterans') and set up home in a small flat in Avondale West. We were about to move into a house we'd bought in Glen Lorne, Harare, when Dean was offered a 9-month post in Mauritius, so we went there instead! We did a lot of diving and enjoyed all the visitors we had, but found it too crowded a place to be for long. In retrospect it was a good thing that there was no work for Dean on our return to Zimbabwe, and that he seemed to have been stripped of all his status by being out of the Harare office for a while. It was because of this that we were forced to look further a-field, and ended up in Burrow Binnie's Swaziland branch. We have happily been here for 6 years and have since had two children who were both born in Harare: Marc Alan on Mothers' Day of 1996 and Danielle Ashleigh on Mothers' Day of 1998! After much deliberating and heartache, and taking the political and economic climate of Zimbabwe into account, we have made the decision to immigrate to New Zealand. The Flemmer family Tribal Gathering in Cape Town over the Easter weekend in a few weeks time will therefore be a bittersweet experience for us; leaving Africa and all our loved ones is probably the hardest thing we've had to do so far.
JOHN EDWARD COMPTON[2] LANCASTER (ARTHUR COMPTON[1]) was born on 30 September 1939 and died on 20 November 1986 in USA. He married JOHANNA WILHELMINA VAN DEN BRAND on 17 February 1962. She was born on 19 November 1939. He was the grandson of WILHELMINA AUGUSTA[6] FLEMMER (HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) born on 2 March 1874 in Steynsburg, South Africa. She married (1) CHARLES BRIGHTSON CALEY. She married (2) HERMAN VERMAAK on 13 November 1899 in Steynsburg, South Africa, son of HERMANUS VERMAAK and CHRISTINA HOLTZHAUSEN. He was born on 29 April 1864 in Uitenhage, Cape Colony, South Africa and died on 18 October 1918 in Central Hotel, Dewetsdorp, South Africa. ----- Eldest son of Arthur and Catherine Alieda Lancaster(nee Vermaak) daughter of Wilhelmina Augusta Vermaak (born Flemmer) and granddaughter of Hans Christian Flemmer and Aletta Alida Hopley. Born in Kroonstad, Orange Free State on 30.9.1939 Educated at Rondebosch Boys Junior and Senior School. Attained his B. Com CA (SA). Went into private practice in 1972 and ran his own company until his early, tragic death in America at the age of 47. Married Johanna Cornelia Henrietta Lancaster (nee van den Brand) (Born 19.11.1939) on 17 February 1962. Four children were born Peter John Compton Lancaster (born 14.12.1964) Schooled at Rondebosch Boys Junior and High Schools. Matriculated in 1982. Attended Abbotts College in 1983 with a distinction in Physiology. Read a Bachelor of Social Science at Rhodes university from 1984 to 1988. Underwent National Service in the Medical Corp from 1989 to 1990 having served as full lieutenant in the SA Navy in Simonstown. Joined 3 Medical Batallion Citizen force unit and was promoted to Captain. First job with NICRO in August 1990 to Feb 1991 when I resigned to join Safmarine. I left Safmarine in 1994 as a Personnel Officer. I was retrenched in July 2000 as Human Resources Superintendent. I then formed my own company as "Journeys in Human Resources" and I am the Managing Consultant. I play a lot of bridge and like to keep fit at the gym. Robert Andrew Compton Lancaster (born 18.10.1966) Schooled at Rondebosch Boys Junior and High Schools. Matriculated at Abbots College in 1984. Completed a National Diploma in IT. Spent much of his working career as a Programmer at the Old Mutual. After a short stop with ADO he joined Racal Electronics as a Systems Engineer in the IT programming side. Married to Belinda Kieser on 20.2.1998. They have one son, Seth Robert Compton Lancaster born 3.1.2000. Robert spends all his free time in front of the PC and listens to music. Lianne Compton Lancaster (born 26.8.1968) married to Desmond Booth on 10th October 1992. They have a son Matthew John Booth born 9th July 1998. A second baby is expected at the end of Sept 2001. Michael Alan Compton Lancaster (born 9.2.1970) Schooled at Rondebosch Boys Junior and High Schools. Thereafter Michael did his national service, and an apprenticeship in Photolithography with Hirt and Carter. After quite a stay there they trained him as the Apple Mac's and he left shortly afterwards to join Hunt Lascaris as their DTP Computer Manager. As their top colour retarding specialist Mike became bored and is currently expanding his horizons with Primary Colours in the USA for two years.

LANCASTER, John Edward Compton

John LANCASTER | 30 Sept 1939

JOHN EDWARD COMPTON[2] LANCASTER (ARTHUR COMPTON[1]) was born on 30 September 1939 and died on 20 November 1986 in USA. He married JOHANNA WILHELMINA VAN DEN BRAND on 17 February 1962. She was born on 19 November 1939. He was the grandson of WILHELMINA AUGUSTA[6] FLEMMER (HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) born on 2 March 1874 in Steynsburg, South Africa. She married (1) CHARLES BRIGHTSON CALEY. She married (2) HERMAN VERMAAK on 13 November 1899 in Steynsburg, South Africa, son of HERMANUS VERMAAK and CHRISTINA HOLTZHAUSEN. He was born on 29 April 1864 in Uitenhage, Cape Colony, South Africa and died on 18 October 1918 in Central Hotel, Dewetsdorp, South Africa. ----- Eldest son of Arthur and Catherine Alieda Lancaster(nee Vermaak) daughter of Wilhelmina Augusta Vermaak (born Flemmer) and granddaughter of Hans Christian Flemmer and Aletta Alida Hopley. Born in Kroonstad, Orange Free State on 30.9.1939 Educated at Rondebosch Boys Junior and Senior School. Attained his B. Com CA (SA). Went into private practice in 1972 and ran his own company until his early, tragic death in America at the age of 47. Married Johanna Cornelia Henrietta Lancaster (nee van den Brand) (Born 19.11.1939) on 17 February 1962. Four children were born Peter John Compton Lancaster (born 14.12.1964) Schooled at Rondebosch Boys Junior and High Schools. Matriculated in 1982. Attended Abbotts College in 1983 with a distinction in Physiology. Read a Bachelor of Social Science at Rhodes university from 1984 to 1988. Underwent National Service in the Medical Corp from 1989 to 1990 having served as full lieutenant in the SA Navy in Simonstown. Joined 3 Medical Batallion Citizen force unit and was promoted to Captain. First job with NICRO in August 1990 to Feb 1991 when I resigned to join Safmarine. I left Safmarine in 1994 as a Personnel Officer. I was retrenched in July 2000 as Human Resources Superintendent. I then formed my own company as "Journeys in Human Resources" and I am the Managing Consultant. I play a lot of bridge and like to keep fit at the gym. Robert Andrew Compton Lancaster (born 18.10.1966) Schooled at Rondebosch Boys Junior and High Schools. Matriculated at Abbots College in 1984. Completed a National Diploma in IT. Spent much of his working career as a Programmer at the Old Mutual. After a short stop with ADO he joined Racal Electronics as a Systems Engineer in the IT programming side. Married to Belinda Kieser on 20.2.1998. They have one son, Seth Robert Compton Lancaster born 3.1.2000. Robert spends all his free time in front of the PC and listens to music. Lianne Compton Lancaster (born 26.8.1968) married to Desmond Booth on 10th October 1992. They have a son Matthew John Booth born 9th July 1998. A second baby is expected at the end of Sept 2001. Michael Alan Compton Lancaster (born 9.2.1970) Schooled at Rondebosch Boys Junior and High Schools. Thereafter Michael did his national service, and an apprenticeship in Photolithography with Hirt and Carter. After quite a stay there they trained him as the Apple Mac's and he left shortly afterwards to join Hunt Lascaris as their DTP Computer Manager. As their top colour retarding specialist Mike became bored and is currently expanding his horizons with Primary Colours in the USA for two years.
MARK COMPTON[2] LANCASTER (ARTHUR COMPTON[1]) was born on 8 July 1942 in Kroonstad, Transvaal, South Africa. He married ANNE DAPHNE GOLD on 4 February 1967 in Cape Town, South Africa. She was born on 10 January 1943 in Germiston, Transvaal, South Africa. He is the grandson of WILHELMINA AUGUSTA[6] FLEMMER (HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) born on 2 March 1874 in Steynsburg, South Africa. She married (1) CHARLES BRIGHTSON CALEY. She married (2) HERMAN VERMAAK on 13 November 1899 in Steynsburg, South Africa, son of HERMANUS VERMAAK and CHRISTINA HOLTZHAUSEN. He was born on 29 April 1864 in Uitenhage, Cape Colony, South Africa and died on 18 October 1918 in Central Hotel, Dewetsdorp, South Africa. ----- Mark Compton Lancaster. Born 8 July 1942 in Kroonstad, married at All Saints Church, Plumstead (4 Feb 1967). Went to Rondebosch Boys' Prep and High and matriculated in 1960. Qualified as CA(SA), B Comm at University of Cape Town. Chartered Accountant with Deloitte & Touche. Has lived mostly in Cape Town - London for 2 years. Interested in Tennis, Swimming, Rotary, Photography, watching sport. Awarded two Paul Harris Rotary awards. Anne Daphne Lancaster (Gold). Born 10 January 1943 in Germiston, married at All Saints Church, Plumstead (4 Feb 1967). Went Rustenburg Girls Prep and High and matriculated in 1960. Secretary and typist and mother of children. Has lived mostly in Cape Town - London for 2 years. Interests: Swimming, Decoupage and other handcrafts Innerwheel activities Bridget Anne Compton Lancaster - Bridge. Born 23 April 1971 at Kingsbury Nursing Home, Kenilworth. Went to Micklefield Junior school and Rustenburg Girls High, matriculated in 1989. Has lived mostly in Cape Town but also in London, New York, Singapore and Hong Kong. Has own business - furniture store in Diep River dealing in furniture from Indonesia - Bridge To The East CC. Interests: Surfskiing, Tennis, Swimming, Painting pottery, reading, soap making Nicolette Compton Lancaster - Nicky. Born 29 December 1972 at Kingsbury Nursing Home, Kenilworth. Went to Micklefield Junior school and Rustenburg Girls High, matriculated in 1990. Obtained Teaching diploma at Cape Town College of Education. Has lived mostly in Cape Town - also lived in New York State for a year. Awarded Junior Springbok colours for softball. Runs Playball, teaching of children aged 3 to 9 ballskills etc. Interests: Softball, Pool, Tennis, Swimming, Collecting coins, reading, bodyboarding and paddleskiing Laetitia Compton Lancaster - Tish. Born 2 October 1975 at Kingsbury Nursing Home, Kenilworth. Went to Micklefield Junior school and Rustenburg Girls High, matriculated in 1993. Has lived mostly in Cape Town - also lived in the UK for 2 years. Works in management of events Events Management Trust and lso trained in computer graphics. Interests: Reading, Surfing the Internet, making CD's

LANCASTER, Mark Compton

Mark LANCASTER | 8 July 1942

MARK COMPTON[2] LANCASTER (ARTHUR COMPTON[1]) was born on 8 July 1942 in Kroonstad, Transvaal, South Africa. He married ANNE DAPHNE GOLD on 4 February 1967 in Cape Town, South Africa. She was born on 10 January 1943 in Germiston, Transvaal, South Africa. He is the grandson of WILHELMINA AUGUSTA[6] FLEMMER (HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) born on 2 March 1874 in Steynsburg, South Africa. She married (1) CHARLES BRIGHTSON CALEY. She married (2) HERMAN VERMAAK on 13 November 1899 in Steynsburg, South Africa, son of HERMANUS VERMAAK and CHRISTINA HOLTZHAUSEN. He was born on 29 April 1864 in Uitenhage, Cape Colony, South Africa and died on 18 October 1918 in Central Hotel, Dewetsdorp, South Africa. ----- Mark Compton Lancaster. Born 8 July 1942 in Kroonstad, married at All Saints Church, Plumstead (4 Feb 1967). Went to Rondebosch Boys' Prep and High and matriculated in 1960. Qualified as CA(SA), B Comm at University of Cape Town. Chartered Accountant with Deloitte & Touche. Has lived mostly in Cape Town - London for 2 years. Interested in Tennis, Swimming, Rotary, Photography, watching sport. Awarded two Paul Harris Rotary awards. Anne Daphne Lancaster (Gold). Born 10 January 1943 in Germiston, married at All Saints Church, Plumstead (4 Feb 1967). Went Rustenburg Girls Prep and High and matriculated in 1960. Secretary and typist and mother of children. Has lived mostly in Cape Town - London for 2 years. Interests: Swimming, Decoupage and other handcrafts Innerwheel activities Bridget Anne Compton Lancaster - Bridge. Born 23 April 1971 at Kingsbury Nursing Home, Kenilworth. Went to Micklefield Junior school and Rustenburg Girls High, matriculated in 1989. Has lived mostly in Cape Town but also in London, New York, Singapore and Hong Kong. Has own business - furniture store in Diep River dealing in furniture from Indonesia - Bridge To The East CC. Interests: Surfskiing, Tennis, Swimming, Painting pottery, reading, soap making Nicolette Compton Lancaster - Nicky. Born 29 December 1972 at Kingsbury Nursing Home, Kenilworth. Went to Micklefield Junior school and Rustenburg Girls High, matriculated in 1990. Obtained Teaching diploma at Cape Town College of Education. Has lived mostly in Cape Town - also lived in New York State for a year. Awarded Junior Springbok colours for softball. Runs Playball, teaching of children aged 3 to 9 ballskills etc. Interests: Softball, Pool, Tennis, Swimming, Collecting coins, reading, bodyboarding and paddleskiing Laetitia Compton Lancaster - Tish. Born 2 October 1975 at Kingsbury Nursing Home, Kenilworth. Went to Micklefield Junior school and Rustenburg Girls High, matriculated in 1993. Has lived mostly in Cape Town - also lived in the UK for 2 years. Works in management of events Events Management Trust and lso trained in computer graphics. Interests: Reading, Surfing the Internet, making CD's
TERENCE COMPTON[2] LANCASTER (ARTHUR COMPTON[1]) was born on 20 July 1944. He married JENNIFER MARGARET HOMEWOOD on 29 November 1975 in Cape Town South Africa. She was born on 28 January 1947. He is the grandson of WILHELMINA AUGUSTA[6] FLEMMER (HANS CHRISTIAN[5], CHRISTIAN AUGUST[4]) born on 2 March 1874 in Steynsburg, South Africa. She married (1) CHARLES BRIGHTSON CALEY. She married (2) HERMAN VERMAAK on 13 November 1899 in Steynsburg, South Africa, son of HERMANUS VERMAAK and CHRISTINA HOLTZHAUSEN. He was born on 29 April 1864 in Uitenhage, Cape Colony and died on 18 October 1918 in Central Hotel, Dewetsdorp, South Africa. ----- Terence Compton Lancaster - Terry Born 20th July 1944 Rondebosch Rondebosch Boys - Sub A - Matric Chartered Accountant CA (SA) Partner in BDO Spencer Steward Cape Town Sport Rugby, Swimming, lifesaving, Cricket, Waterpolo etc. WP Colours in Biathlon & Lifesaving (Surf) World presidents award for services to lifesaving Currently Road Running Two Oceans half marathon and WP Masters Swimming. Jennifer Margaret Lancaster (nee Homewood) Born 29th January 1947 Widowed 1971 previously Tiedt (2 sons) Married Terry 28th November 1975 (1 son) School Springfield, Star of the Sea. Robert Christian Tiedt Born 3rd April 1971 Matric Rondebosch Boys SA Navy Marine Corp Military Training. Currently manager of recreational facility Century City. Sport, Waterpolo, Rugby and lifesaving (surf) Trevor Anthony Tiedt Born 25th May 1972 Matric Rondebosch Boys. SA Navy Strike craft for Military Training. Currently Computer Engineer. Sport Waterpolo and Rugby & Lifesaving (Surf) Colin Compton Lancaster Born 22nd March 1977 School Rondebosch Boys Sport Rugby & Cricket Studied Graphic Art - Red and Yellow School and Cape Technikon. Currently doing part time work and reviewing options. Megan Tiedt nee Proctor Wife of Trevor married 12th January 2001 born 10th June 1977 East London Sales Representative Matric Table view high.

LANCASTER, Terence Compton

Terry LANCASTER | 20 July 1944

TERENCE COMPTON[2] LANCASTER (ARTHUR COMPTON[1]) was born on 20 July 1944. He married JENNIFER MARGARET HOMEWOOD on 29 November 1975 in Cape Town South Africa. She was born on 28 January 1947. He is the grandson of WILHELMINA AUGUSTA[6] FLEMMER (HANS CHRISTIAN[5], CHRISTIAN AUGUST[4]) born on 2 March 1874 in Steynsburg, South Africa. She married (1) CHARLES BRIGHTSON CALEY. She married (2) HERMAN VERMAAK on 13 November 1899 in Steynsburg, South Africa, son of HERMANUS VERMAAK and CHRISTINA HOLTZHAUSEN. He was born on 29 April 1864 in Uitenhage, Cape Colony and died on 18 October 1918 in Central Hotel, Dewetsdorp, South Africa. ----- Terence Compton Lancaster - Terry Born 20th July 1944 Rondebosch Rondebosch Boys - Sub A - Matric Chartered Accountant CA (SA) Partner in BDO Spencer Steward Cape Town Sport Rugby, Swimming, lifesaving, Cricket, Waterpolo etc. WP Colours in Biathlon & Lifesaving (Surf) World presidents award for services to lifesaving Currently Road Running Two Oceans half marathon and WP Masters Swimming. Jennifer Margaret Lancaster (nee Homewood) Born 29th January 1947 Widowed 1971 previously Tiedt (2 sons) Married Terry 28th November 1975 (1 son) School Springfield, Star of the Sea. Robert Christian Tiedt Born 3rd April 1971 Matric Rondebosch Boys SA Navy Marine Corp Military Training. Currently manager of recreational facility Century City. Sport, Waterpolo, Rugby and lifesaving (surf) Trevor Anthony Tiedt Born 25th May 1972 Matric Rondebosch Boys. SA Navy Strike craft for Military Training. Currently Computer Engineer. Sport Waterpolo and Rugby & Lifesaving (Surf) Colin Compton Lancaster Born 22nd March 1977 School Rondebosch Boys Sport Rugby & Cricket Studied Graphic Art - Red and Yellow School and Cape Technikon. Currently doing part time work and reviewing options. Megan Tiedt nee Proctor Wife of Trevor married 12th January 2001 born 10th June 1977 East London Sales Representative Matric Table view high.
Lea Fay (Mast-Ingle) FAY[2] MAST-INGLE (HAROLD ROYDON[1]) was born on 20 July 1944 in Johannesburg. She married (1) MURDO JOHN MACRAE. He was born on 12 April 1937. She married (2) BRIAN ROBERT LEA born on 23 Feb 1933 son of KEITH HERBERT LEA and DOROTHY BLANCHE ROBERTS. Fay is the daughter of PHYLLIS ELAINE FLEMMER[7] (ARTHUR CLAUDE[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born on 22 November 1911 and died on 25 May 1998. She married HAROLD ROYDON MAST-INGLE on 4 September 1937 in St Peter's Church, Cradock, South Africa. He was born on 12 May 1912 and died on 8 August 1994. Son of FREDERICK CHARLES WILLIAM INGLE born on 11 Nov 1883 in Phillipolis and CATHERINE BEATRICE ADELINE MAST born on 31 July 1891. ----- The Personal History of Fay Mast-Ingle Lea. Born 20th July 1944 in Johannesburg. Daughter of Harold Roydon Mast-Ingle and Phyllis Elaine Flemmer Flemmer Mast-Ingle. The date is January 2003, I am living in a retirement village at Noordhoek with my husband Brian. We married in 1980 and have had an amazing and eventful twenty three years together. We met in 1976, when Gordon my son was fourteen and Debbie-Jean my daughter was ten. Sadly I had divorced Murdo John MacRae, the children's father and had been a single parent for nine years. Brian had two sons who were eighteen and twenty years old. After a year of marriage, Debbie asked Brian to adopt her. This he bravely and willingly did, and the two have forged a close relationship over the years, she and her husband Ridge have produced two additional grandchildren for him. I have five grandchildren of my own and six step grandchildren, each one holds a special place in my heart. In 1992 with a career which spanned thirty years, having worked my way up in various companies to the position of National Credit Manager, I retired when I finally received a diagnosis of Multiple Sclerosis after struggling for several years with mysterious bouts of illhealth. This came as a great shock and changed my life dramatically. I have learnt to compromise with the situation and in so doing, I lead a full and interesting life pursuing my hobbies and interests and at the same time allowing my body the necessary rest and consideration it requires to keep the disease under control. My interest in the family history was sparked while suffering a particularly bad spell in 1992, when I received a copy of 'The Little Dane' from my Aunt Dené Flemmer de Lancey, my Mom's sister, which I had never seen. I began the long and time consuming road to tracing the family roots. I was able to combine my enjoyment of computers, and the fulfilment of gathering of facts which enabled me to correspond with so many members of the family around the world. I was born in Johannesburg and attended Roosevelt High School. After 30 years I moved to Cape Town and in spite of living here for nearly 30 years, I still support the Transvaal rugby teams. In 1981 Brian and I travelled 4000 kms around South Africa on a Yamaha 1100 motorcycle visiting all the provinces over a four week period. We now enjoy a slightly more sedate form of transport but travel a great deal. UPDATED OCTOBER 2015 The date is October 2015 and I am updating this entry for the new webpage that Colleen Flemmer has designed. The quest for breaking down the ancestral brick walls and finding more information on the family continues. After twenty five years of researching, there are not many Flemmer family members we have not documented. It is now a matter of keeping the Family Tree updated. Easier said than done getting important events from the family. I have recorded more than one hundred and fifty births in the family between 2000 and 2015. We have lost many family members in the past fifteen years. Taking a leaf out of Steve’s book I too am producing a book on Brian’s family. It has been an interesting journey as so little was known about the roots of the Lea family in Sandbach Cheshire. Just like the Flemmer’s the Lea family is vast, Steve’s book on the Delbridges was a huge challenge but one he rose to as we come to expect from him. Brian and I have moved across Cape Town – still in a retirement village and although we have smaller accommodation we still have a beautiful view across the wine farms and wheat fields. Sadly we sold our beloved Harley Davidson and we both miss it. We are still doing many trips around South Africa and still enjoy travelling, but as I said in my closing of the previous who’s who, it is more sedate travelling now. The latest to the Tankwa Karoo National Park in the area of the Afrikaburn Festival site to which Brian, who is now 82 has been for the past four years. He has just purchased his ticket for the 2016 Festival. Needless to say I don’t accompany him to this event. Our children have all reached middle age and our grandchildren are spread around the world following their dreams. Three are married and another wedding to look forward to in February 2016. The pleasure that we derive from the interaction with the grandchildren is immeasurable. They keep up us up to date with new technology and I am often amazed at how communication has changed, in such a short time, technology aside, just the way speech has changed. The phrases, ‘you know’ and ‘like’ come to mind. I wonder how Christian August Flemmer and Betty Von Abo Flemmer would react if they were suddenly sitting in amongst us. I do hope they would be proud of their legacy.

LEA, Fay (nee Mast-Ingle)

Fay LEA | 20 July 1944

Lea Fay (Mast-Ingle) FAY[2] MAST-INGLE (HAROLD ROYDON[1]) was born on 20 July 1944 in Johannesburg. She married (1) MURDO JOHN MACRAE. He was born on 12 April 1937. She married (2) BRIAN ROBERT LEA born on 23 Feb 1933 son of KEITH HERBERT LEA and DOROTHY BLANCHE ROBERTS. Fay is the daughter of PHYLLIS ELAINE FLEMMER[7] (ARTHUR CLAUDE[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born on 22 November 1911 and died on 25 May 1998. She married HAROLD ROYDON MAST-INGLE on 4 September 1937 in St Peter's Church, Cradock, South Africa. He was born on 12 May 1912 and died on 8 August 1994. Son of FREDERICK CHARLES WILLIAM INGLE born on 11 Nov 1883 in Phillipolis and CATHERINE BEATRICE ADELINE MAST born on 31 July 1891. ----- The Personal History of Fay Mast-Ingle Lea. Born 20th July 1944 in Johannesburg. Daughter of Harold Roydon Mast-Ingle and Phyllis Elaine Flemmer Flemmer Mast-Ingle. The date is January 2003, I am living in a retirement village at Noordhoek with my husband Brian. We married in 1980 and have had an amazing and eventful twenty three years together. We met in 1976, when Gordon my son was fourteen and Debbie-Jean my daughter was ten. Sadly I had divorced Murdo John MacRae, the children's father and had been a single parent for nine years. Brian had two sons who were eighteen and twenty years old. After a year of marriage, Debbie asked Brian to adopt her. This he bravely and willingly did, and the two have forged a close relationship over the years, she and her husband Ridge have produced two additional grandchildren for him. I have five grandchildren of my own and six step grandchildren, each one holds a special place in my heart. In 1992 with a career which spanned thirty years, having worked my way up in various companies to the position of National Credit Manager, I retired when I finally received a diagnosis of Multiple Sclerosis after struggling for several years with mysterious bouts of illhealth. This came as a great shock and changed my life dramatically. I have learnt to compromise with the situation and in so doing, I lead a full and interesting life pursuing my hobbies and interests and at the same time allowing my body the necessary rest and consideration it requires to keep the disease under control. My interest in the family history was sparked while suffering a particularly bad spell in 1992, when I received a copy of 'The Little Dane' from my Aunt Dené Flemmer de Lancey, my Mom's sister, which I had never seen. I began the long and time consuming road to tracing the family roots. I was able to combine my enjoyment of computers, and the fulfilment of gathering of facts which enabled me to correspond with so many members of the family around the world. I was born in Johannesburg and attended Roosevelt High School. After 30 years I moved to Cape Town and in spite of living here for nearly 30 years, I still support the Transvaal rugby teams. In 1981 Brian and I travelled 4000 kms around South Africa on a Yamaha 1100 motorcycle visiting all the provinces over a four week period. We now enjoy a slightly more sedate form of transport but travel a great deal. UPDATED OCTOBER 2015 The date is October 2015 and I am updating this entry for the new webpage that Colleen Flemmer has designed. The quest for breaking down the ancestral brick walls and finding more information on the family continues. After twenty five years of researching, there are not many Flemmer family members we have not documented. It is now a matter of keeping the Family Tree updated. Easier said than done getting important events from the family. I have recorded more than one hundred and fifty births in the family between 2000 and 2015. We have lost many family members in the past fifteen years. Taking a leaf out of Steve’s book I too am producing a book on Brian’s family. It has been an interesting journey as so little was known about the roots of the Lea family in Sandbach Cheshire. Just like the Flemmer’s the Lea family is vast, Steve’s book on the Delbridges was a huge challenge but one he rose to as we come to expect from him. Brian and I have moved across Cape Town – still in a retirement village and although we have smaller accommodation we still have a beautiful view across the wine farms and wheat fields. Sadly we sold our beloved Harley Davidson and we both miss it. We are still doing many trips around South Africa and still enjoy travelling, but as I said in my closing of the previous who’s who, it is more sedate travelling now. The latest to the Tankwa Karoo National Park in the area of the Afrikaburn Festival site to which Brian, who is now 82 has been for the past four years. He has just purchased his ticket for the 2016 Festival. Needless to say I don’t accompany him to this event. Our children have all reached middle age and our grandchildren are spread around the world following their dreams. Three are married and another wedding to look forward to in February 2016. The pleasure that we derive from the interaction with the grandchildren is immeasurable. They keep up us up to date with new technology and I am often amazed at how communication has changed, in such a short time, technology aside, just the way speech has changed. The phrases, ‘you know’ and ‘like’ come to mind. I wonder how Christian August Flemmer and Betty Von Abo Flemmer would react if they were suddenly sitting in amongst us. I do hope they would be proud of their legacy.
CARYN ANN[9] FLEMMER (CHRISTIAN JOHN[8], DAVID CHRISTIAN[7], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) was born on 27 January 1976 in East London, South Africa. She married GRANT LEUTHARDT on 21 September 1997 in Durban, Natal, South Africa. He was born on 5 August 1964 in Eshowe, Zululand. ----- I was born in East London, South Africa – on 27 January 1976 to Christian John and Linda Flemmer. My two sisters (Wendy and Angela) and I spent many happy years growing up in East London. I went to Clarendon Girls Primary School and then on to Clarendon Girls High School. I was head prefect of the Primary school. Throughout my school career I was active in all spheres of dancing, swam for the swim team and participated in the speech and debating society. I matriculated in 1993. I then went on to study in Durban at Natal Technikon. I completed a 3 year National Diploma in Food and Nutrition. This is where I met my husband – Grant Theo Leuthardt ( from Swiss descent) My father died due to a fatal heart attack on 10 May 1994. I was only 18 at the time, and we were absolutely devastated. Grant and I were married on 21 September 1997 – in Durban. We have two beautiful daughters – Bridget Ann (born 25 February 1998) Sarah Ann (born 12 May 2000) We live in Cowies Hill, Durban. The girls go to local Westville schools. I have been lecturing part-time for Varsity College since January 1999 – I lecture food and nutrition related subjects. I love what I do, and consider myself one of the few lucky ones who love their jobs. I have since studied an OBE teaching qualification. Grant works for Aspen Pharmacare in their sales and marketing department. I am a busy home –maker, and am always in the kitchen. And I love being a mommy!

LEUTHARDT, Caryn Ann (Flemmer)

Caryn LEUTHARDT | 27 January 1976

CARYN ANN[9] FLEMMER (CHRISTIAN JOHN[8], DAVID CHRISTIAN[7], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) was born on 27 January 1976 in East London, South Africa. She married GRANT LEUTHARDT on 21 September 1997 in Durban, Natal, South Africa. He was born on 5 August 1964 in Eshowe, Zululand. ----- I was born in East London, South Africa – on 27 January 1976 to Christian John and Linda Flemmer. My two sisters (Wendy and Angela) and I spent many happy years growing up in East London. I went to Clarendon Girls Primary School and then on to Clarendon Girls High School. I was head prefect of the Primary school. Throughout my school career I was active in all spheres of dancing, swam for the swim team and participated in the speech and debating society. I matriculated in 1993. I then went on to study in Durban at Natal Technikon. I completed a 3 year National Diploma in Food and Nutrition. This is where I met my husband – Grant Theo Leuthardt ( from Swiss descent) My father died due to a fatal heart attack on 10 May 1994. I was only 18 at the time, and we were absolutely devastated. Grant and I were married on 21 September 1997 – in Durban. We have two beautiful daughters – Bridget Ann (born 25 February 1998) Sarah Ann (born 12 May 2000) We live in Cowies Hill, Durban. The girls go to local Westville schools. I have been lecturing part-time for Varsity College since January 1999 – I lecture food and nutrition related subjects. I love what I do, and consider myself one of the few lucky ones who love their jobs. I have since studied an OBE teaching qualification. Grant works for Aspen Pharmacare in their sales and marketing department. I am a busy home –maker, and am always in the kitchen. And I love being a mommy!
BARBARA ANNA[7] FLEMMER (JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) was born on 23 July 1910 in Boksburg, Transvaal, South Africa and died on 14 May 1984 in Umzumbe, Natal, South Africa. She married THEODORE MAURICE 'BILL' MAST on 31 March 1934 at the Old Fort, Durban, South Africa. He was born on 3 March 1900 in Carolina, Transvaal, South Africa and died on 18 February 1996 in Durban, South Africa. ---- Billy & Bobby were married at The Old Fort in Durban on 31 March 1934 at about 8am. Aunty Gwynn arranged the reception and was very vocal about the problems of this early hour for a wedding.   Barbara Flemmer & Billy lived at The Hill (Jhb southern suburbs) when they were first married. About 1938 they bought a new house no 46, 5th Av Highlands North. I think Pat & I were born at The Hill, and Noel was born in Highlands North. She was an excellent cook and told the story of how she would battle in her pregnancies, especially with John. Her arms would hurt, and one night they were so sore that she couldn't sleep, so got up and baked a batch of scones. Ate one, then another, then just one more for the baby …. ended up consuming the whole lot, so there's was no evidence left of her night time busy-ness. She and Gwynn spent many hours together in the kitchen and swapping recipes.   Wendy was born at home in this house in 1944. In 1943, Billy bought a small holding in 12th Ave Rivonia. I can remember him riding to Mast Industries on a 250 cc Rudge sprung frame with open tappets (to save petrol). They owned a 1938 Plymouth, and Bobby was always so proud of it. She told us what an experience it would be for her to walk with him through Jo'burg's streets, with every second person smiling at them, doffing the hat, saying "Good day, Mr Mast!".  Bill built Maud Flemmer (granny) a lovely thatched cottage close to our house and we were often entertained by her singing and playing the piano.   They also built a swimming pool which gave no end of hassles without the convenience of chlorine and all the other mod-cons. The kids, not knowing the hassles, had great times there, and grew up also amongst hundreds of rose bushes which they'd planted. There were many happy memories for them.   Maud was every bit a Granny to them, treating them with barley sugar sweets and spending time with them teaching them how to play the piano any old time they rocked up for a visit. Because Granny was living with the family, Aunty Doris & Leslie visited most week ends. Uncle Jack and the family came on a Sunday from time to time and Aunty Muriel & Uncle Fred came from Cape Town, staying at Sleepy Hollow once or twice. These years were lovely because all the cousins got to know one another.   In 1948 they moved to Mountain Rise just outside Pietermaritzburg managing one of Charlie Ross’s farms. Maud had cancer and moved with them so that Barbara could care for her. She died fairly soon after our move, and Bobby was heart broken.   I suppose that time should have been really exciting for us kids as we stayed in tents. We soon discovered that tents are fun for a time, but the novelty soon palls, especially when you have to clean your teeth under an outside tap when it's cold. We had wonderful freedom though with a wattle plantation virtually surrounding us, so there was all this space to explore.   The move to a farm in Gillitts a year later was a relief, even though the house was really too small for comfort. The highlight of farm life was our Jersey cow, which provided more milk than we could cope with, and Barbara expertly turned her hand to keeping us supplied with butter amongst all the other treats which she turned out. For all the difficulties that it presented, she refused to move house without lugging our Aga stove along, and was only persuaded to part from it when the family started to down-size after moving into a "modern" home in Durban. Farming was not that rewarding, and we moved to Field’s Hill in 1952. Billy worked at James Brown & Haymer as a fitter.   These years were quite stressful for Barbara with a growing family and she turned her artistic hand to making jewellery from shells, which they sold. They must have done well out of it because they kept it up for ages, Billy helping her evenings and weekends. After a time, she bought a knitting machine and turned her attention to making a business of selling jerseys, which became successful also. She and Bill loved going to movies - those old musicals with Mario Lanza or Catherine Grayson.   With all the children growing up and needing to be in Durban the family spent some time in flats and then bought a house in Cherry Ave in 1960. When the children had left home they joined Harold & Phyllis at Umzumbi where Bobby eventually died. About 1982   She worked hard all her life and provided so well for the four of us. She loved people and was as hospitable as her busy schedule would allow. Their retirement in Umzumbi was such a pleasure for her, and she would have a "visiting morning", doing the rounds to every single one of their friends, just staying for a short time, but catching up on all the news. They would go for walks along the beach and have a swim every morning. It was here that she turned her hand to crocheting and created some stunning dresses for herself amongst all sorts of other things. She never sat around with nothing to do, and the last thing on earth to give her pleasure was watching TV, which came out before she died. She was much happier listening to a game of tennis on the radio.

MAST, Barbara Anna (nee Flemmer)

Barbara ‘Bobby’ MAST | 23 July 1910 - 14 May 1984

BARBARA ANNA[7] FLEMMER (JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) was born on 23 July 1910 in Boksburg, Transvaal, South Africa and died on 14 May 1984 in Umzumbe, Natal, South Africa. She married THEODORE MAURICE 'BILL' MAST on 31 March 1934 at the Old Fort, Durban, South Africa. He was born on 3 March 1900 in Carolina, Transvaal, South Africa and died on 18 February 1996 in Durban, South Africa. ---- Billy & Bobby were married at The Old Fort in Durban on 31 March 1934 at about 8am. Aunty Gwynn arranged the reception and was very vocal about the problems of this early hour for a wedding.   Barbara Flemmer & Billy lived at The Hill (Jhb southern suburbs) when they were first married. About 1938 they bought a new house no 46, 5th Av Highlands North. I think Pat & I were born at The Hill, and Noel was born in Highlands North. She was an excellent cook and told the story of how she would battle in her pregnancies, especially with John. Her arms would hurt, and one night they were so sore that she couldn't sleep, so got up and baked a batch of scones. Ate one, then another, then just one more for the baby …. ended up consuming the whole lot, so there's was no evidence left of her night time busy-ness. She and Gwynn spent many hours together in the kitchen and swapping recipes.   Wendy was born at home in this house in 1944. In 1943, Billy bought a small holding in 12th Ave Rivonia. I can remember him riding to Mast Industries on a 250 cc Rudge sprung frame with open tappets (to save petrol). They owned a 1938 Plymouth, and Bobby was always so proud of it. She told us what an experience it would be for her to walk with him through Jo'burg's streets, with every second person smiling at them, doffing the hat, saying "Good day, Mr Mast!".  Bill built Maud Flemmer (granny) a lovely thatched cottage close to our house and we were often entertained by her singing and playing the piano.   They also built a swimming pool which gave no end of hassles without the convenience of chlorine and all the other mod-cons. The kids, not knowing the hassles, had great times there, and grew up also amongst hundreds of rose bushes which they'd planted. There were many happy memories for them.   Maud was every bit a Granny to them, treating them with barley sugar sweets and spending time with them teaching them how to play the piano any old time they rocked up for a visit. Because Granny was living with the family, Aunty Doris & Leslie visited most week ends. Uncle Jack and the family came on a Sunday from time to time and Aunty Muriel & Uncle Fred came from Cape Town, staying at Sleepy Hollow once or twice. These years were lovely because all the cousins got to know one another.   In 1948 they moved to Mountain Rise just outside Pietermaritzburg managing one of Charlie Ross’s farms. Maud had cancer and moved with them so that Barbara could care for her. She died fairly soon after our move, and Bobby was heart broken.   I suppose that time should have been really exciting for us kids as we stayed in tents. We soon discovered that tents are fun for a time, but the novelty soon palls, especially when you have to clean your teeth under an outside tap when it's cold. We had wonderful freedom though with a wattle plantation virtually surrounding us, so there was all this space to explore.   The move to a farm in Gillitts a year later was a relief, even though the house was really too small for comfort. The highlight of farm life was our Jersey cow, which provided more milk than we could cope with, and Barbara expertly turned her hand to keeping us supplied with butter amongst all the other treats which she turned out. For all the difficulties that it presented, she refused to move house without lugging our Aga stove along, and was only persuaded to part from it when the family started to down-size after moving into a "modern" home in Durban. Farming was not that rewarding, and we moved to Field’s Hill in 1952. Billy worked at James Brown & Haymer as a fitter.   These years were quite stressful for Barbara with a growing family and she turned her artistic hand to making jewellery from shells, which they sold. They must have done well out of it because they kept it up for ages, Billy helping her evenings and weekends. After a time, she bought a knitting machine and turned her attention to making a business of selling jerseys, which became successful also. She and Bill loved going to movies - those old musicals with Mario Lanza or Catherine Grayson.   With all the children growing up and needing to be in Durban the family spent some time in flats and then bought a house in Cherry Ave in 1960. When the children had left home they joined Harold & Phyllis at Umzumbi where Bobby eventually died. About 1982   She worked hard all her life and provided so well for the four of us. She loved people and was as hospitable as her busy schedule would allow. Their retirement in Umzumbi was such a pleasure for her, and she would have a "visiting morning", doing the rounds to every single one of their friends, just staying for a short time, but catching up on all the news. They would go for walks along the beach and have a swim every morning. It was here that she turned her hand to crocheting and created some stunning dresses for herself amongst all sorts of other things. She never sat around with nothing to do, and the last thing on earth to give her pleasure was watching TV, which came out before she died. She was much happier listening to a game of tennis on the radio.
CHARLES JOHN[3] MAST (JOHN ARTHUR[2], THEODORE MAURICE[1]) was born 1962. He married SHIRLEY JONES. He is the grandson of BARBARA ANNA[7] FLEMMER (JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born 1910. She married THEODORE MAURICE MAST. He was born 1900. ----- 14 APRIL 2001 CHARLES, SHIRLEY, EMILY & ANDY MAST Charles and Shirley married on 30th November 1985. Emily was born 24th August 1989 followed by Andy on 15th June 1991. We live in the lovely town of Somerset West near Cape Town with our two black Labradors and two cats. We have a wonderful home on a large property which is next door to Charles's mum & dad's new home. Charles began his career dairy farming - at Meynell Estate & Denmar Dairy in Orange Free State, as well as Vergelegen Estates Somerset West. After 6 years of relentless early mornings, he decided to start his own business concentrating on his hobby of woodwork. In 1988 The Woodbender was started - at first the focus was on "cottage furniture" and later it developed into a specialised wood bending factory manufacturing restaurant seating and tables. Charles had the privilege of having his dad, John join him in 1990 and since then they have grown the business to what it is today. As a family we enjoy camping at Theewaterskloof Dam where we have access to wonderful facilities and enjoy various water activities. Charles enjoys "Footup Trials" riding as his winter sport- a form of 4x4 motorcycle riding - and Andy is starting to enjoy this pastime with his dad. We love restoring old things and our next project are two Morris Minor Travellers. Emily & Andy attend Beaumont Primary school where they are in Grade 6 and 4 respectively. Emily enjoys Irish Dancing as a hobby and Andy enjoys Rugby.

MAST, Charles John

Charles MAST | 1962

CHARLES JOHN[3] MAST (JOHN ARTHUR[2], THEODORE MAURICE[1]) was born 1962. He married SHIRLEY JONES. He is the grandson of BARBARA ANNA[7] FLEMMER (JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born 1910. She married THEODORE MAURICE MAST. He was born 1900. ----- 14 APRIL 2001 CHARLES, SHIRLEY, EMILY & ANDY MAST Charles and Shirley married on 30th November 1985. Emily was born 24th August 1989 followed by Andy on 15th June 1991. We live in the lovely town of Somerset West near Cape Town with our two black Labradors and two cats. We have a wonderful home on a large property which is next door to Charles's mum & dad's new home. Charles began his career dairy farming - at Meynell Estate & Denmar Dairy in Orange Free State, as well as Vergelegen Estates Somerset West. After 6 years of relentless early mornings, he decided to start his own business concentrating on his hobby of woodwork. In 1988 The Woodbender was started - at first the focus was on "cottage furniture" and later it developed into a specialised wood bending factory manufacturing restaurant seating and tables. Charles had the privilege of having his dad, John join him in 1990 and since then they have grown the business to what it is today. As a family we enjoy camping at Theewaterskloof Dam where we have access to wonderful facilities and enjoy various water activities. Charles enjoys "Footup Trials" riding as his winter sport- a form of 4x4 motorcycle riding - and Andy is starting to enjoy this pastime with his dad. We love restoring old things and our next project are two Morris Minor Travellers. Emily & Andy attend Beaumont Primary school where they are in Grade 6 and 4 respectively. Emily enjoys Irish Dancing as a hobby and Andy enjoys Rugby.
JOHN ARTHUR[2] MAST (THEODORE MAURICE[1]) was born 1935. He married ATHALIE FLORA COULTHARD. She was born 1935. He is the son of BARBARA ANNA[7] FLEMMER (JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born 1910. She married THEODORE MAURICE MAST. He was born 1900. ----- JOHN MAST PENNED 12 APRIL 2001 Born in The Hill, Johannesburg with primary schooling at Rivonia Primary followed by Rosebank Primary. High Schools were Parktown Boys High, Pietermaritzburg College and Durban Technicon. Studied Civil Engineering at Howard College with bursaries from SA Breweries. Construction Engineer at Titan Products Umbogentwini, Bed Bend Sugar Mill and Triangle Sugar Mill. Worked in the Design Office at Dorman Long, and Jeffars & Green. DP Manager OK Bazaars followed by a career in computers with Computer Sciences and CAB lasting some 15 years. Jointly formed Laser Medical with Brian Smith which was sold to Draeger. Currently with Woodbender. At Primary school we lived in Rivonia, moving to Maritzburg, and then Kloof for High School. Stayed in Manning Rd Durban with Miss O'Neil while at Tech. Shared a flat with Ian McLean while at University. After the Big Bend (Swaziland) contract I married Atholie and we moved to Ocean View Rd Umbogintwini. From there to Triangle where Charles was born. We returned to JHB, and built a house at Bedfordview where Jane and Anne completed the family. In 1978 we moved to Somerset West where we are at present. Motorbike riding and mountain walking have been lasting interests. I have had a lifelong interest in carpentry. For a period of 10 years I sailed at Victoria Lake in Germiston. The science and art of wood bending has occupied my interest in recent years. I have travelled to Canada & the USA on computer training; to Israel with Charles; briefly to Europe & the UK.

MAST, John Arthur

John MAST | 1935

JOHN ARTHUR[2] MAST (THEODORE MAURICE[1]) was born 1935. He married ATHALIE FLORA COULTHARD. She was born 1935. He is the son of BARBARA ANNA[7] FLEMMER (JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born 1910. She married THEODORE MAURICE MAST. He was born 1900. ----- JOHN MAST PENNED 12 APRIL 2001 Born in The Hill, Johannesburg with primary schooling at Rivonia Primary followed by Rosebank Primary. High Schools were Parktown Boys High, Pietermaritzburg College and Durban Technicon. Studied Civil Engineering at Howard College with bursaries from SA Breweries. Construction Engineer at Titan Products Umbogentwini, Bed Bend Sugar Mill and Triangle Sugar Mill. Worked in the Design Office at Dorman Long, and Jeffars & Green. DP Manager OK Bazaars followed by a career in computers with Computer Sciences and CAB lasting some 15 years. Jointly formed Laser Medical with Brian Smith which was sold to Draeger. Currently with Woodbender. At Primary school we lived in Rivonia, moving to Maritzburg, and then Kloof for High School. Stayed in Manning Rd Durban with Miss O'Neil while at Tech. Shared a flat with Ian McLean while at University. After the Big Bend (Swaziland) contract I married Atholie and we moved to Ocean View Rd Umbogintwini. From there to Triangle where Charles was born. We returned to JHB, and built a house at Bedfordview where Jane and Anne completed the family. In 1978 we moved to Somerset West where we are at present. Motorbike riding and mountain walking have been lasting interests. I have had a lifelong interest in carpentry. For a period of 10 years I sailed at Victoria Lake in Germiston. The science and art of wood bending has occupied my interest in recent years. I have travelled to Canada & the USA on computer training; to Israel with Charles; briefly to Europe & the UK.
NOEL RICHARD[2] MAST (THEODORE MAURICE[1]) was born 1938. He married JOSEPHINE WARNE. She was born 1938. He is the son of BARBARA ANNA[7] FLEMMER (JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born 1910. She married THEODORE MAURICE MAST. He was born 1900. ----- A BRIEF HISTORY OF NOEL RICHARD MAST BORN 24 DECEMBER 1938 IN THE JOHANNESBURG SUBURB OF HIGHLANDS NORTH WRITTEN ON 6 APRIL 2001 I was born in our home at Highlands North. The family moved from there to a small holding in Rivonia when I was 5, and my first school year was at the farm school in Rivonia. The following year our parents decided to send my elder brother John and I to the Rosebank government school, while my elder sister Patricia was sent to a private school in Bryanston. Whilst we were living at Rivonia my younger sister Wendy was born at home. At the age of 10 my parents moved to Pietermaritzburg, where they bought a wattle plantation and I was sent to Merchaston. Due to the fall in the sale of wattle bark, (which at that time was used primarily for the tanning of leather) my father sold up and moved to a small farm near Gillitts (near Durban). I was sent to the Kloof government school, which entailed walking 6 kilometres from the farm to the Gillitts train station, catching the train to the Kloof station, and reversing the process in the afternoon. Occasionally I would get a lift but this was not often. The farm was a disaster, with my Dad loosing all his money. We then rented a small cottage in Sykes Road, Fields Hill. The house was so small that my brother and I had to sleep on the open veranda (really cold and miserable in the winter, but lovely in the hot summer evenings). I started high school from here, going to the Natal Technical High School in Durban (which at that time was situated at the bottom of Smith Street). I would get a lift into Durban, with a church friend of the family (Alex Rose), and would catch the train from the Berea Road station in the afternoon. The trip to Fields Hill took a minimum of 1 hour 20 minutes. After having to commute like this for a year we moved to a double storied rented house in Trematon Drive in Durban. What a difference!, my own room, plenty of space and a short trip to and from school each day, in a double decker electrically driven bus. About two years later my parents purchased a house in Cherry Avenue Durban. During my last two years at high school I was in the shooting team.. We won many competitions, the most prestigious of these being the "Presidents Shield After completing schooling, I had a number of jobs, while waiting for a game ranger position to become vacant with the Natal Parks Board. I was initially stationed at Hluhluwe Game Reserve and then moved to the Umfolozi Game Reserve. However 9 months later I resigned as the work was not at all what I had thought it would be. We were poorly paid policemen, and I could not see myself doing this sort of work for the rest of my life. I then landed a job with National Cash Registers (NCR) on the conversion of their machines from pounds, shillings and pence to rands and cents. The position was in East London, so I loaded my worldly goods aboard my 350cc BSA motor bike and headed off. Six weeks after my arrival I met Jo on a blind date, and we were engaged a year later. When the conversion of all the NCR machines had been completed, all the temporary staff were retrenched, so once again I headed back to Durban to take up a position as a shift operator at the Engen Refinery. In those days it was known as Socony Mobil. I worked there for 18 months and really enjoyed the work. After a few months I had accumulated sufficient funds to buy a car. So for the princely sum of R275.00 I bought a Peugeot 403. By doing shift work I would have a long week end after every 6 week cycle. This enabled me to finish the night shift at 08h00 on a Friday, drive through to East London by Friday afternoon, in time to pick Jo up from work. We would then go out for the evening, usually getting home in the early hours. I had to be back at work on Monday at 16h00, so I would leave East London at about 06h00 in the morning. Many was the time I would not even have sufficient time to go home and wash, but would go straight to work with all my luggage still in the car. As you can imagine I was pretty exhausted by the end of my first afternoon shift on these occasions. We also utilised these trips to move most of Jo's worldly goods to Durban, with the poor old car loaded until the back bumper nearly touched the ground. That car was incredibly reliable, never breaking down once, despite the rough treatment it was getting. We were married on 16 February 1963 at the St Marks Anglican church in East London by Canon Clack, and had our reception at the Bamboo room, Marine Hotel. Our honeymoon was spent at the Hogsback Inn, a truly lovely setting to the start of our marriage. We moved into the flat at the back of my parents home in Cherry Avenue, so that we could save as much as possible towards the purchase of our own home. This we achieved in two and a half years, with us moving into 22 Marshall Grove, Carrington Heights Durban in October 1965. In July 1963 I resigned from Mobil, taking up a position with Shell and BP Refineries (Sapref) as a shift operator. Promotion at Sapref came thick and fast, and I had become a foreman within 18 months of joining the company. This was the fastest promotional progress ever achieved by any staff member in the Shell group starting from operator to foreman. Clive was born a year later on 7 October 1966, and Michelle on 2 December 1969 both at the St Augustine's hospital in Durban. When Clive was 5 months old a team of 6 staff members were sent to the Shell refinery in Geelong Australia, to train on a new base luboil manufacturing plant which was being built at Sapref. We were there for 5 months, which made the separation from Jo and Clive very hard for me to bear. Before the start up of the new plant (which was scheduled for September 1967), all 6 members of the start up team were sent on leave. We went off to East London in July. We stayed the first night at Kockstad, and when we woke in the morning it had started snowing. This was the first time in my life that I had seen snow close up, what an experience. We left soon after and had the most hairy ride negotiating the Brooks Neck pass. In fact soon after we left the motel the pass was closed to traffic. The heater in the car was not designed for such cold weather so we were wrapped in blankets to try and keep warm. After the holiday, the start up of the base luboil manufacturing plant began in earnest, and in fact ended most successfully being one of the quickest start ups of a plant this complexity and size in the group, being completed ahead of schedule, well below budget, and with only minor glitches. Two years later I was offered the position of dispatch supervisor at the bitumen blending plant. Where I was responsible for the scheduling, manufacture, quality control and dispatch of a range of 32 different products. All of this was done with a staff of 58 members, of whom I was responsible. In 1975 the Sapref Sports Club started a pistol shooting club, which both Jo and I joined, we used to have regular competitions amongst the 8 pistol shooting clubs each month. This association was called "The Durban and District Pistol Association". We enjoyed both the social as well as the competitive aspects of this sport. I was on the committee as the Sapref member for 2 years then vice chairman for 18 months and chairman for a further 2 years. During this time I was selected to shoot for Natal, and did so until we left for George. A total of 10 years. I was also on the Natal Pistol Association committee for 4 years. In 1988 I was seconded to the Sapref IT department to head up the development of a dispatch software system to replace the existing system, which had become outdated. However before the system had been installed I was approached by Mossgas, who offered me the position of product co-ordinator at Mossgas. This was the new synthetic fuel manufacturing plant being built at Mossel Bay. The financial package they offered was nearly double of what I was earning at Sapref, so after 27 years service with Sapref, I took an early retirement package, and we then moved to George, with me commuting to Mossel Bay each day, a trip of 58 kilometres. Initially I was responsible for the setting up of the Mossgas dispatch systems, both computer and operational. I then had to engage and train a staff of 6 people to run the sales side of the business. We were also required to ensure, that product measurements were controlled and accurate through a set of audit trails, thereby keeping product losses to an absolute minimum. Over a number of years we were able, through fine tuning and complete computerisation of the process, able to reduce the staff complement to 3 members. I had been pressing Mossgas management for over 2 years to give me a retirement package, and on 30 November 1998, my dream came true. I was still required to help out at Mossgas on a contract basis for nearly a year after I had retired, as the intricacies of running the month end process, was initially too difficult for them. Both Jo and I have very active lives, with me being on the Wildlife committee as treasurer, Probus as vice president and I have now been nominated for the committee of ARP&P, with the AGM in April 2001. Jo has now been social convenor for ARP&P for a year and she really enjoys this. She does a great deal of sewing, makes most of our clothing, as well as for the rest of the family, especially for the two grand children. Our daughter Michelle is married to Bruce Paterson and they have two children, Justine (6) and Nicholas (4). I enjoy woodwork, welding and repairs and alterations to the house, having recently completely retiled both bathrooms from floor to ceiling. My next project is modifying the brick drive and path. We do a fair amount of walking, with a group of friends, our walks being on a Friday morning. We would really love to see more of our children, but Clive lives in Durban and Michelle and her family live on a forestry station near Melmoth in northern Kwa Zulu Natal, so our visits are usually over Christmas, where the photo below was taken last Christmas. We live in a truly beautiful part of our country, with George hugging the Outeniqua range of mountains. Any number of hiking trails are within very close proximity, and we have a large and interesting group of friends. The area has a relatively low crime rate, so we can honestly say that we are truly blessed

MAST, Noel Richard

Noel MAST | 1938

NOEL RICHARD[2] MAST (THEODORE MAURICE[1]) was born 1938. He married JOSEPHINE WARNE. She was born 1938. He is the son of BARBARA ANNA[7] FLEMMER (JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born 1910. She married THEODORE MAURICE MAST. He was born 1900. ----- A BRIEF HISTORY OF NOEL RICHARD MAST BORN 24 DECEMBER 1938 IN THE JOHANNESBURG SUBURB OF HIGHLANDS NORTH WRITTEN ON 6 APRIL 2001 I was born in our home at Highlands North. The family moved from there to a small holding in Rivonia when I was 5, and my first school year was at the farm school in Rivonia. The following year our parents decided to send my elder brother John and I to the Rosebank government school, while my elder sister Patricia was sent to a private school in Bryanston. Whilst we were living at Rivonia my younger sister Wendy was born at home. At the age of 10 my parents moved to Pietermaritzburg, where they bought a wattle plantation and I was sent to Merchaston. Due to the fall in the sale of wattle bark, (which at that time was used primarily for the tanning of leather) my father sold up and moved to a small farm near Gillitts (near Durban). I was sent to the Kloof government school, which entailed walking 6 kilometres from the farm to the Gillitts train station, catching the train to the Kloof station, and reversing the process in the afternoon. Occasionally I would get a lift but this was not often. The farm was a disaster, with my Dad loosing all his money. We then rented a small cottage in Sykes Road, Fields Hill. The house was so small that my brother and I had to sleep on the open veranda (really cold and miserable in the winter, but lovely in the hot summer evenings). I started high school from here, going to the Natal Technical High School in Durban (which at that time was situated at the bottom of Smith Street). I would get a lift into Durban, with a church friend of the family (Alex Rose), and would catch the train from the Berea Road station in the afternoon. The trip to Fields Hill took a minimum of 1 hour 20 minutes. After having to commute like this for a year we moved to a double storied rented house in Trematon Drive in Durban. What a difference!, my own room, plenty of space and a short trip to and from school each day, in a double decker electrically driven bus. About two years later my parents purchased a house in Cherry Avenue Durban. During my last two years at high school I was in the shooting team.. We won many competitions, the most prestigious of these being the "Presidents Shield After completing schooling, I had a number of jobs, while waiting for a game ranger position to become vacant with the Natal Parks Board. I was initially stationed at Hluhluwe Game Reserve and then moved to the Umfolozi Game Reserve. However 9 months later I resigned as the work was not at all what I had thought it would be. We were poorly paid policemen, and I could not see myself doing this sort of work for the rest of my life. I then landed a job with National Cash Registers (NCR) on the conversion of their machines from pounds, shillings and pence to rands and cents. The position was in East London, so I loaded my worldly goods aboard my 350cc BSA motor bike and headed off. Six weeks after my arrival I met Jo on a blind date, and we were engaged a year later. When the conversion of all the NCR machines had been completed, all the temporary staff were retrenched, so once again I headed back to Durban to take up a position as a shift operator at the Engen Refinery. In those days it was known as Socony Mobil. I worked there for 18 months and really enjoyed the work. After a few months I had accumulated sufficient funds to buy a car. So for the princely sum of R275.00 I bought a Peugeot 403. By doing shift work I would have a long week end after every 6 week cycle. This enabled me to finish the night shift at 08h00 on a Friday, drive through to East London by Friday afternoon, in time to pick Jo up from work. We would then go out for the evening, usually getting home in the early hours. I had to be back at work on Monday at 16h00, so I would leave East London at about 06h00 in the morning. Many was the time I would not even have sufficient time to go home and wash, but would go straight to work with all my luggage still in the car. As you can imagine I was pretty exhausted by the end of my first afternoon shift on these occasions. We also utilised these trips to move most of Jo's worldly goods to Durban, with the poor old car loaded until the back bumper nearly touched the ground. That car was incredibly reliable, never breaking down once, despite the rough treatment it was getting. We were married on 16 February 1963 at the St Marks Anglican church in East London by Canon Clack, and had our reception at the Bamboo room, Marine Hotel. Our honeymoon was spent at the Hogsback Inn, a truly lovely setting to the start of our marriage. We moved into the flat at the back of my parents home in Cherry Avenue, so that we could save as much as possible towards the purchase of our own home. This we achieved in two and a half years, with us moving into 22 Marshall Grove, Carrington Heights Durban in October 1965. In July 1963 I resigned from Mobil, taking up a position with Shell and BP Refineries (Sapref) as a shift operator. Promotion at Sapref came thick and fast, and I had become a foreman within 18 months of joining the company. This was the fastest promotional progress ever achieved by any staff member in the Shell group starting from operator to foreman. Clive was born a year later on 7 October 1966, and Michelle on 2 December 1969 both at the St Augustine's hospital in Durban. When Clive was 5 months old a team of 6 staff members were sent to the Shell refinery in Geelong Australia, to train on a new base luboil manufacturing plant which was being built at Sapref. We were there for 5 months, which made the separation from Jo and Clive very hard for me to bear. Before the start up of the new plant (which was scheduled for September 1967), all 6 members of the start up team were sent on leave. We went off to East London in July. We stayed the first night at Kockstad, and when we woke in the morning it had started snowing. This was the first time in my life that I had seen snow close up, what an experience. We left soon after and had the most hairy ride negotiating the Brooks Neck pass. In fact soon after we left the motel the pass was closed to traffic. The heater in the car was not designed for such cold weather so we were wrapped in blankets to try and keep warm. After the holiday, the start up of the base luboil manufacturing plant began in earnest, and in fact ended most successfully being one of the quickest start ups of a plant this complexity and size in the group, being completed ahead of schedule, well below budget, and with only minor glitches. Two years later I was offered the position of dispatch supervisor at the bitumen blending plant. Where I was responsible for the scheduling, manufacture, quality control and dispatch of a range of 32 different products. All of this was done with a staff of 58 members, of whom I was responsible. In 1975 the Sapref Sports Club started a pistol shooting club, which both Jo and I joined, we used to have regular competitions amongst the 8 pistol shooting clubs each month. This association was called "The Durban and District Pistol Association". We enjoyed both the social as well as the competitive aspects of this sport. I was on the committee as the Sapref member for 2 years then vice chairman for 18 months and chairman for a further 2 years. During this time I was selected to shoot for Natal, and did so until we left for George. A total of 10 years. I was also on the Natal Pistol Association committee for 4 years. In 1988 I was seconded to the Sapref IT department to head up the development of a dispatch software system to replace the existing system, which had become outdated. However before the system had been installed I was approached by Mossgas, who offered me the position of product co-ordinator at Mossgas. This was the new synthetic fuel manufacturing plant being built at Mossel Bay. The financial package they offered was nearly double of what I was earning at Sapref, so after 27 years service with Sapref, I took an early retirement package, and we then moved to George, with me commuting to Mossel Bay each day, a trip of 58 kilometres. Initially I was responsible for the setting up of the Mossgas dispatch systems, both computer and operational. I then had to engage and train a staff of 6 people to run the sales side of the business. We were also required to ensure, that product measurements were controlled and accurate through a set of audit trails, thereby keeping product losses to an absolute minimum. Over a number of years we were able, through fine tuning and complete computerisation of the process, able to reduce the staff complement to 3 members. I had been pressing Mossgas management for over 2 years to give me a retirement package, and on 30 November 1998, my dream came true. I was still required to help out at Mossgas on a contract basis for nearly a year after I had retired, as the intricacies of running the month end process, was initially too difficult for them. Both Jo and I have very active lives, with me being on the Wildlife committee as treasurer, Probus as vice president and I have now been nominated for the committee of ARP&P, with the AGM in April 2001. Jo has now been social convenor for ARP&P for a year and she really enjoys this. She does a great deal of sewing, makes most of our clothing, as well as for the rest of the family, especially for the two grand children. Our daughter Michelle is married to Bruce Paterson and they have two children, Justine (6) and Nicholas (4). I enjoy woodwork, welding and repairs and alterations to the house, having recently completely retiled both bathrooms from floor to ceiling. My next project is modifying the brick drive and path. We do a fair amount of walking, with a group of friends, our walks being on a Friday morning. We would really love to see more of our children, but Clive lives in Durban and Michelle and her family live on a forestry station near Melmoth in northern Kwa Zulu Natal, so our visits are usually over Christmas, where the photo below was taken last Christmas. We live in a truly beautiful part of our country, with George hugging the Outeniqua range of mountains. Any number of hiking trails are within very close proximity, and we have a large and interesting group of friends. The area has a relatively low crime rate, so we can honestly say that we are truly blessed
CHARLES ARTHUR[2] MAST-INGLE (HAROLD ROYDON[1]) was born on 20 May 1942 in Parktown North, Johannesburg, South Africa and died on 1 May 1964 in Johannesburg, South Africa. He married LYNNETTE ELEANOR TERRELL on 11 August 1962 in Johannesburg, South Africa. She was born 13 November and died July 1993 in Tasmania. CHARLES was the son of PHYLLIS ELAINE FLEMMER[7] FLEMMER (ARTHUR CLAUDE[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born on 22 November 1911 in Witbank, Transvaal, South Africa and died on 25 May 1998 in Claremont, Cape Town, South Africa. ----- Charles was the second son of Harold Roydon & Phyllis Elaine nee Flemmer. His older brother Wren was two and a half years old when Charles was born. Charles was blue eyed with blond hair a true Flemmer. His Godparents were Eric Forster, (Mast Industries). Leslie Lowe & Felicite Lowe. (Felicite was Harolds cousin). His brother Wren and sister Fay write: Charles, our fair-headed, Blue-eyed (in more ways than one for the folks) brother remained mostly a mystery to us. We grew up as kids, played together in the usual way and perhaps his drive in his foreshortened life, through a car accident in May 1964, came from always trying to keep up with his elder brother. I am not sure how Mom coped with us three.  From pranks to illness, it must have been uphill all the way.  One day Charlsie (as Mom often called him) and Wren prepared a surprise for Mom when she came home from work.  We covered ourselves in tomato sauce and as she walk in rolled around on the passage floor pretending we were fighting.  Well!  When she recovered from her near heart attack, she got the broom and chased us all over the show. At school, he was average, never failing and always getting along. He attained a university clearance in matric though, no mean feat for those days. Although he had a slight attack of polio in the early fifties, before his teens, he became an accomplished athlete especially in long distance running during and just after his schooling. He held the mile record at Roosevelt High School for many years and became the South African mile champion under 17. The record at Roosevelt is still unbroken. Charles was a prefect in Std V his teacher wrote in the school magazine: Among the prefects, those of you have combined good work with a high standard of sportsmanship are Charles Mast-Ingle etc. you have successfully endeavoured to “ Be worthy of the name” (the schools motto) and I shall follow your future progress with interest (Clare Price). He excelled in Cubs and Scouts obtaining his Queens Scout badge on the 19.09.1958. His two main hobbies in young adulthood were music and golf. He also had a wonderful streak of fun, generosity and loving about him, the latter coming from Mom in her ways. He was only moderately tall with a barrel chest (to house lungs developed in training for running) and what can only be described as a 'hooked' nose which as a child always got in the way and always bled. I can’t count the number of times he was laid back on the sofa or bed, Mom patting a wet cloth on his forehead. Being very accident prone he also broke his left arm three times. He was the first person in South Africa to play the piano Jerry Lee Lewis style, whacking away while standing up and his voice was great for the rock times. We had a band while still at school which consisted of Charles on the piano, myself (Wren)on the sax, Noel Williams on the drums and Fransie Boschoff on the T-box as bass. Later Fransie dropped out and Rob Wishart took over the drums with Noel singing and playing the guitar (about 1957) the double garage downstairs became our entertainment area where the three-quarter sized billiard table was housed.  It was the scene of many a thumping teenage party judging by the neighbours' reaction. We had memorable trip to Katberg, packing the boys and instruments into my first car which was Dads old Hillman. I had sprayed it two-tone black and blue. We only had petrol money but nevertheless, set off for a month's holiday. We arrived at Katberg at the beginning of December 58 (I think) and I negotiated with the owners. They gave us a short audition and we finally negotiated for Charles playing cocktail hours and the band for three evenings of the week in return for accommodation and food. To add to our income, we managed to get a couple of gigs at the nearby Piggs Peak Hotel. All in all it was great particularly as we were able to meet all the girls. After Katberg we headed for Scottburg where it was all happening on the South Coast and had a whale of a time before coming home. My relationship with brother Charles who was two years younger than myself consisted mainly of interaction in the kitchen when we sometimes cooked or raided the fridge for goodies.  We once had a competition to see who could get the biggest dagwood into our mouths and another time, who could eat the most.... boy were we sick.  I wonder if Mom ever knew the truth.   In April 1959 Charles took part in South African junior athletics competition in Cradock with 160 competitors from 12 provincial associations. In the one Mile under 17, Charles came first in a time of 4 min 38.2 sec. Running for Natal university in 1960 he set up a new Natal record for the one mile, under 18 his time 4 min. 36.8 sec. 23.10.1960 - under 18 one mile Charles finished 4 min 35 sec. Beating the previous record of 4 min 40 sec. He represented Southern Transvaal Junior Championship, as a member of the Wanderers Athletic club. Charles went off to varsity in Durban to study a B.Com but gave it up after a year to go into insurance. Much to Dad’s horror, he was hoping that Charles would come into Mast Industries. He was an absolute star and became the youngest person in the country to sell a million rands worth of insurance policies in one year. Federated Insurance, his company had promised him the earth as soon as he was 25 as he could not become a manager before then. He did not mind as he was making a bucket from commissions. Charles met and married Lyn Terrell, on the 11th April 1962, she was a nurse who was a little older than himself. The arrangement was unhappy and Charles had a lot of difficulty in handling the issue. They had a daughter Megan, who was a year old when her Dad was killed. Lyn remarried and went to live in Tasmania. The year that Fay got married, I came down from the Copperbelt and Charles and I had a wonderful time during that weekend. We were in charge of some of the arrangement including the champagne. We stashed a box away and in addition to all the other boozing, managed to flatten the case during the course of the weekend. We had a lot of fun. “The Federated" Monthly ‘Life’ Newsletter; 19 May 1964 Obituary We sadly record the tragic death of Charles Mast-Ingle as a result of a car accident on the 1st May. Charles joined the Federated in Durban in 1962 and was transferred to Johannesburg shortly afterwards. During his first full year with the Company he exceeded R250,000 net production and was Vice President of our Quarter Million Club for the current year. His enthusiasm for work and determination to succeed was a constant inspiration to all who were associated with him. To his wife, Lyn, and to his parents, the Management and staff of the Federated extend their sincere sympathy.

MAST-INGLE, Charles Arthur

Charles MAST-INGLE | 20 May 1942 - 1 May 1964

CHARLES ARTHUR[2] MAST-INGLE (HAROLD ROYDON[1]) was born on 20 May 1942 in Parktown North, Johannesburg, South Africa and died on 1 May 1964 in Johannesburg, South Africa. He married LYNNETTE ELEANOR TERRELL on 11 August 1962 in Johannesburg, South Africa. She was born 13 November and died July 1993 in Tasmania. CHARLES was the son of PHYLLIS ELAINE FLEMMER[7] FLEMMER (ARTHUR CLAUDE[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born on 22 November 1911 in Witbank, Transvaal, South Africa and died on 25 May 1998 in Claremont, Cape Town, South Africa. ----- Charles was the second son of Harold Roydon & Phyllis Elaine nee Flemmer. His older brother Wren was two and a half years old when Charles was born. Charles was blue eyed with blond hair a true Flemmer. His Godparents were Eric Forster, (Mast Industries). Leslie Lowe & Felicite Lowe. (Felicite was Harolds cousin). His brother Wren and sister Fay write: Charles, our fair-headed, Blue-eyed (in more ways than one for the folks) brother remained mostly a mystery to us. We grew up as kids, played together in the usual way and perhaps his drive in his foreshortened life, through a car accident in May 1964, came from always trying to keep up with his elder brother. I am not sure how Mom coped with us three.  From pranks to illness, it must have been uphill all the way.  One day Charlsie (as Mom often called him) and Wren prepared a surprise for Mom when she came home from work.  We covered ourselves in tomato sauce and as she walk in rolled around on the passage floor pretending we were fighting.  Well!  When she recovered from her near heart attack, she got the broom and chased us all over the show. At school, he was average, never failing and always getting along. He attained a university clearance in matric though, no mean feat for those days. Although he had a slight attack of polio in the early fifties, before his teens, he became an accomplished athlete especially in long distance running during and just after his schooling. He held the mile record at Roosevelt High School for many years and became the South African mile champion under 17. The record at Roosevelt is still unbroken. Charles was a prefect in Std V his teacher wrote in the school magazine: Among the prefects, those of you have combined good work with a high standard of sportsmanship are Charles Mast-Ingle etc. you have successfully endeavoured to “ Be worthy of the name” (the schools motto) and I shall follow your future progress with interest (Clare Price). He excelled in Cubs and Scouts obtaining his Queens Scout badge on the 19.09.1958. His two main hobbies in young adulthood were music and golf. He also had a wonderful streak of fun, generosity and loving about him, the latter coming from Mom in her ways. He was only moderately tall with a barrel chest (to house lungs developed in training for running) and what can only be described as a 'hooked' nose which as a child always got in the way and always bled. I can’t count the number of times he was laid back on the sofa or bed, Mom patting a wet cloth on his forehead. Being very accident prone he also broke his left arm three times. He was the first person in South Africa to play the piano Jerry Lee Lewis style, whacking away while standing up and his voice was great for the rock times. We had a band while still at school which consisted of Charles on the piano, myself (Wren)on the sax, Noel Williams on the drums and Fransie Boschoff on the T-box as bass. Later Fransie dropped out and Rob Wishart took over the drums with Noel singing and playing the guitar (about 1957) the double garage downstairs became our entertainment area where the three-quarter sized billiard table was housed.  It was the scene of many a thumping teenage party judging by the neighbours' reaction. We had memorable trip to Katberg, packing the boys and instruments into my first car which was Dads old Hillman. I had sprayed it two-tone black and blue. We only had petrol money but nevertheless, set off for a month's holiday. We arrived at Katberg at the beginning of December 58 (I think) and I negotiated with the owners. They gave us a short audition and we finally negotiated for Charles playing cocktail hours and the band for three evenings of the week in return for accommodation and food. To add to our income, we managed to get a couple of gigs at the nearby Piggs Peak Hotel. All in all it was great particularly as we were able to meet all the girls. After Katberg we headed for Scottburg where it was all happening on the South Coast and had a whale of a time before coming home. My relationship with brother Charles who was two years younger than myself consisted mainly of interaction in the kitchen when we sometimes cooked or raided the fridge for goodies.  We once had a competition to see who could get the biggest dagwood into our mouths and another time, who could eat the most.... boy were we sick.  I wonder if Mom ever knew the truth.   In April 1959 Charles took part in South African junior athletics competition in Cradock with 160 competitors from 12 provincial associations. In the one Mile under 17, Charles came first in a time of 4 min 38.2 sec. Running for Natal university in 1960 he set up a new Natal record for the one mile, under 18 his time 4 min. 36.8 sec. 23.10.1960 - under 18 one mile Charles finished 4 min 35 sec. Beating the previous record of 4 min 40 sec. He represented Southern Transvaal Junior Championship, as a member of the Wanderers Athletic club. Charles went off to varsity in Durban to study a B.Com but gave it up after a year to go into insurance. Much to Dad’s horror, he was hoping that Charles would come into Mast Industries. He was an absolute star and became the youngest person in the country to sell a million rands worth of insurance policies in one year. Federated Insurance, his company had promised him the earth as soon as he was 25 as he could not become a manager before then. He did not mind as he was making a bucket from commissions. Charles met and married Lyn Terrell, on the 11th April 1962, she was a nurse who was a little older than himself. The arrangement was unhappy and Charles had a lot of difficulty in handling the issue. They had a daughter Megan, who was a year old when her Dad was killed. Lyn remarried and went to live in Tasmania. The year that Fay got married, I came down from the Copperbelt and Charles and I had a wonderful time during that weekend. We were in charge of some of the arrangement including the champagne. We stashed a box away and in addition to all the other boozing, managed to flatten the case during the course of the weekend. We had a lot of fun. “The Federated" Monthly ‘Life’ Newsletter; 19 May 1964 Obituary We sadly record the tragic death of Charles Mast-Ingle as a result of a car accident on the 1st May. Charles joined the Federated in Durban in 1962 and was transferred to Johannesburg shortly afterwards. During his first full year with the Company he exceeded R250,000 net production and was Vice President of our Quarter Million Club for the current year. His enthusiasm for work and determination to succeed was a constant inspiration to all who were associated with him. To his wife, Lyn, and to his parents, the Management and staff of the Federated extend their sincere sympathy.
EDWIN WREN[2] MAST-INGLE (HAROLD ROYDON[1]) was born in 1939. He married (1) CAROL ANN SMITH. He married (2) NOELLE O'CONNOR. He married (3) TERESITA LEPIZ VAN GRAAN. He is the son of PHYLLIS ELAINE FLEMMER[7] FLEMMER (ARTHUR CLAUDE[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born on 22 November 1911 in Witbank, Transvaal and died on 25 May 1998 in Claremont, Cape Town, South Africa. She married HAROLD ROYDON MAST-INGLE on 4 September 1937 in St. Peter's, Cradock, South Africa. He was born on 12 May 1912 in Randfontein, Transvaal, South Africa and died on 14 August 1994 in Margate, Natal, South Africa. ----- EDWIN WREN MAST-INGLE December 17, 1939 - 2024 (estimated) In writing my personal history I was faced with three problems. Firstly, how clearly the reality of inevitable death (on this planet at least for the purist who will argue eternity) is brought home. Secondly how easy it is just to define one's whole life by dates alone and thirdly, how boring most of our lives are when reviewed by those (the greater majority) who have little more than a passing interest in genealogy or those with an interest in the future. Of course contributing to this problem is the overwhelming desire to sanitize the process in the hope of peer recognition and everlasting approval. I presume that irrespective of experiences, successes and failures - the substance of lives within the structure of chronological benchmarks - those reading this 100 or 500 years hence will comment: 'how quaint!', much in the way we do with our ancestors. So let me set the scene…. Born to Harold and Phyllis (nee Flemmer) Mast-Ingle in Parkhurst, Johannesburg (SA) at 03h10, December 17 1939. Eldest of three children - Charles Arthur (1941-64) and Fay (1944 - ). Educated at Roosevelt Park High School and trained as a journalist. Married in 1965 to Carol (nee Smith) with the union resulting in three children - Julian Charles (1965), Baras Arthur (1980) and daughter Cija (1982) Other marriages (following divorces) - Noelle in the 80s, Dora, Magdalena Teresita (nee Lepis Vals) in the 1990s. Interests: Developing a philosophy through experiencing as much as life has to offer. I was swept up in the rock n roll phenomenon in the early 50s, which not only changed the face of music, but also changed society forever, giving young people more liberty, life and colour. I taught myself to play a tenor saxophone and started a band with music - both playing and listening, becoming a lifelong love. Learnt to play the guitar, keyboards and ending being the world's 2nd best blues harmonica player, joining bands for concerts in the UK, Seoul Korea, Istanbul Turkey, San Jose Costa Rica and a dozen others. Started a newspaper in 1959 at 20, and sold it to travel through Central and East Africa. It was an era when one could stand on top of a vehicle in the Luangwa Game Reserve, Northern Rhodesia and pick out wildlife in every direction as far as the eye (or binoculars) could see. The highlight was spending six months at Nkata Bay in Malawi where I left the expedition. Just myself, a young black helper called Banda and my typewriter resulting in a book which later became the film 'The Mercenaries'. (In the mid 70s I returned to Malawi and spent a year writing a book about the country.) I joined the South African Press Association and was poster to the then Salisbury (Rhodesia) covering the Congo war and the break-up of the Federation of Rhodesia and Nyasaland. I became friends with people such as Roy Welensky, (Federation head), Edgar Whitehead, Rhodesia PM, Joshua Nkoma (leader of the black freedom fighters who saved my life) and the most famous of the world's trumpet players, Louis Armstrong who was touring Africa. One particularly inebriating evening, I climbed up the outside of my office building and fell into the offices on the 4th floor. The telex operator on duty had a heart attack and I was fired. I moved to the Copperbelt, Northern Rhodesia about mid 1960 to visit a girlfriend and took a job as mine public relations official at Bancroft. Formed the only band on the Copperbelt. Between that and my full-time job, became a millionaire by 1964. In the early 60 years many Belgians fled the Congo. I organised a 'humanity chain' and these people with only a car to their name, were able to travel the 2000kms to South Africa via stop-overs with families. One of the highlights was being the first person to find the crashed plane of Dag Hammarsjold, United Nations General Secretary on a mission to the Congo. His plane was full of bullet holes but the story remains hushed up. In May 64 I set out for six months leave with a tidy balance of R1 000 000 in my bank. My first trip to Europe, started with the first 1000 kms in a twin engine plane from Ndola to Lusaka, the a four-engined Skymaster to Salisbury and a turbo-propped Constellation to Johannesburg followed - taking as long as the flight from Johannesburg to London. I worked my way around the highlights and low life of London having purchased myself a hundred guinea Shantung silk, electric blue suit and an MGB sports car (400 pounds) to match. Took off enough time to travel right around the UK to Scotland and Wales. Then went to the continent travelling on a loose arrangement with three Australians who were in a small bakkie. I met Anni Brondum, a Dane who provided the glamour and seven languages while I provided the car and petrol. We went as far as Oslo in the north and zigzagged through the mid 60s Europe to Spain. Anni and I parted company in Milan, Italy and I took the Lloyd Africa ship from Trieste back to Durban, SA. At Suez I took a bus through Egypt and rejoined the ship at Alexandra. There were stops at Aden and Mogadishu on the East coast of Africa and I was one of the last South Africans allowed into them before the apartheid banning until 1994. After motoring back to Northern Rhodesia via the recently completed, but empty Kariba dam, I assisted with the Africanisation policy introduced by Anglo American, meeting with president-to-be, Kenneth Kaunda and his team for governing. Returned to SA in October 64 after the new government took over in NR. Married in 1965 and during the course of the next 35 years had three children, married again twice, published six books, travelled to Korea, Hong Kong, Singapore, Costa Rica, Taiwan and several more African countries.

MAST-INGLE, Edwin Wren

Wren MAST-INGLE | 1939

EDWIN WREN[2] MAST-INGLE (HAROLD ROYDON[1]) was born in 1939. He married (1) CAROL ANN SMITH. He married (2) NOELLE O'CONNOR. He married (3) TERESITA LEPIZ VAN GRAAN. He is the son of PHYLLIS ELAINE FLEMMER[7] FLEMMER (ARTHUR CLAUDE[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born on 22 November 1911 in Witbank, Transvaal and died on 25 May 1998 in Claremont, Cape Town, South Africa. She married HAROLD ROYDON MAST-INGLE on 4 September 1937 in St. Peter's, Cradock, South Africa. He was born on 12 May 1912 in Randfontein, Transvaal, South Africa and died on 14 August 1994 in Margate, Natal, South Africa. ----- EDWIN WREN MAST-INGLE December 17, 1939 - 2024 (estimated) In writing my personal history I was faced with three problems. Firstly, how clearly the reality of inevitable death (on this planet at least for the purist who will argue eternity) is brought home. Secondly how easy it is just to define one's whole life by dates alone and thirdly, how boring most of our lives are when reviewed by those (the greater majority) who have little more than a passing interest in genealogy or those with an interest in the future. Of course contributing to this problem is the overwhelming desire to sanitize the process in the hope of peer recognition and everlasting approval. I presume that irrespective of experiences, successes and failures - the substance of lives within the structure of chronological benchmarks - those reading this 100 or 500 years hence will comment: 'how quaint!', much in the way we do with our ancestors. So let me set the scene…. Born to Harold and Phyllis (nee Flemmer) Mast-Ingle in Parkhurst, Johannesburg (SA) at 03h10, December 17 1939. Eldest of three children - Charles Arthur (1941-64) and Fay (1944 - ). Educated at Roosevelt Park High School and trained as a journalist. Married in 1965 to Carol (nee Smith) with the union resulting in three children - Julian Charles (1965), Baras Arthur (1980) and daughter Cija (1982) Other marriages (following divorces) - Noelle in the 80s, Dora, Magdalena Teresita (nee Lepis Vals) in the 1990s. Interests: Developing a philosophy through experiencing as much as life has to offer. I was swept up in the rock n roll phenomenon in the early 50s, which not only changed the face of music, but also changed society forever, giving young people more liberty, life and colour. I taught myself to play a tenor saxophone and started a band with music - both playing and listening, becoming a lifelong love. Learnt to play the guitar, keyboards and ending being the world's 2nd best blues harmonica player, joining bands for concerts in the UK, Seoul Korea, Istanbul Turkey, San Jose Costa Rica and a dozen others. Started a newspaper in 1959 at 20, and sold it to travel through Central and East Africa. It was an era when one could stand on top of a vehicle in the Luangwa Game Reserve, Northern Rhodesia and pick out wildlife in every direction as far as the eye (or binoculars) could see. The highlight was spending six months at Nkata Bay in Malawi where I left the expedition. Just myself, a young black helper called Banda and my typewriter resulting in a book which later became the film 'The Mercenaries'. (In the mid 70s I returned to Malawi and spent a year writing a book about the country.) I joined the South African Press Association and was poster to the then Salisbury (Rhodesia) covering the Congo war and the break-up of the Federation of Rhodesia and Nyasaland. I became friends with people such as Roy Welensky, (Federation head), Edgar Whitehead, Rhodesia PM, Joshua Nkoma (leader of the black freedom fighters who saved my life) and the most famous of the world's trumpet players, Louis Armstrong who was touring Africa. One particularly inebriating evening, I climbed up the outside of my office building and fell into the offices on the 4th floor. The telex operator on duty had a heart attack and I was fired. I moved to the Copperbelt, Northern Rhodesia about mid 1960 to visit a girlfriend and took a job as mine public relations official at Bancroft. Formed the only band on the Copperbelt. Between that and my full-time job, became a millionaire by 1964. In the early 60 years many Belgians fled the Congo. I organised a 'humanity chain' and these people with only a car to their name, were able to travel the 2000kms to South Africa via stop-overs with families. One of the highlights was being the first person to find the crashed plane of Dag Hammarsjold, United Nations General Secretary on a mission to the Congo. His plane was full of bullet holes but the story remains hushed up. In May 64 I set out for six months leave with a tidy balance of R1 000 000 in my bank. My first trip to Europe, started with the first 1000 kms in a twin engine plane from Ndola to Lusaka, the a four-engined Skymaster to Salisbury and a turbo-propped Constellation to Johannesburg followed - taking as long as the flight from Johannesburg to London. I worked my way around the highlights and low life of London having purchased myself a hundred guinea Shantung silk, electric blue suit and an MGB sports car (400 pounds) to match. Took off enough time to travel right around the UK to Scotland and Wales. Then went to the continent travelling on a loose arrangement with three Australians who were in a small bakkie. I met Anni Brondum, a Dane who provided the glamour and seven languages while I provided the car and petrol. We went as far as Oslo in the north and zigzagged through the mid 60s Europe to Spain. Anni and I parted company in Milan, Italy and I took the Lloyd Africa ship from Trieste back to Durban, SA. At Suez I took a bus through Egypt and rejoined the ship at Alexandra. There were stops at Aden and Mogadishu on the East coast of Africa and I was one of the last South Africans allowed into them before the apartheid banning until 1994. After motoring back to Northern Rhodesia via the recently completed, but empty Kariba dam, I assisted with the Africanisation policy introduced by Anglo American, meeting with president-to-be, Kenneth Kaunda and his team for governing. Returned to SA in October 64 after the new government took over in NR. Married in 1965 and during the course of the next 35 years had three children, married again twice, published six books, travelled to Korea, Hong Kong, Singapore, Costa Rica, Taiwan and several more African countries.
MARGARET ANN[8] FLEMMER (OWEN JOHN[7], MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) born on 3 April 1940 in East London, South Africa. She married DUNCAN MATHIE MCBEAN on 10 December 1966 in Blantyre, Malawi, son of LACHLAN MCBEAN and GERTRUDE O' MEARA. He was born on 23 June 1934 in Salisbury, Rhodesia. ----- My twin brother, Brian, and I were born in East London to Owen and Heyla Flemmer at the Mater Dei Hospital on the 3rd April 1940. A year after I was born, my father enlisted in the army to fight in the Second World War. My mother, brother and I went to live with my grandparents, Marius & Kathleen Flemmer, and my aunt, Patsy Flemmer, in their spacious home on the Nahoon River. My cousin Terry Herbert, and his mother, Auntie Kath, joined us and we have very happy child hood memories of fishing and swimming off the jetty , going out on the river in our old wooden rowing boat, and playing on the little island which was also owned by my grandfather. In addition he had a dilapidated beach cottage at Bonza Bay, where we would all go for weeks on end. We would swim in the lagoon or spend hours in the sea or exploring the many rock pools. I think it was during this time that I developed a great love of the sea. At the age of five I went to the Convent in East London and a few months later my father returned home at the end of the war. Some time later Dad was given an ex-service man's house, where we lived until 1950 when we moved to Rhodesia. In l947 my brother John was born, so he was only three years old at this time. I missed the East London family terribly and found it difficult to make friends, but we eventually settled down, especially when we brought our own home in Highlands, Salisbury. I did my secondary schooling at the Dominican Convent, where I passed my Cambridge School Certificate and then completed a Commercial Course at the end of l957. My sister Kathleen was born in l954, and was much loved by her older siblings. I had several secretarial jobs, and enjoyed a hectic social life with a large group of teenagers. I loved the rock & roll era and had lots of fun. The mid sixties and seventies were very difficult years politically. The African Nationalists were wanting independence from Britain's colonial power and the Rhodesian Government, led by Prime Minister Ian Smith had no intention of handing over the reins to the black majority. As a result UDI was declared in 1965 And so began the bloody war of liberation and sanctions placed on Rhodesia by Britain. After great strife and loss of life on both sides the country became independent in 1980. Salisbury became Harare and Rhodesia became Zimbabwe under the present President, Robert Mugabe. The war affected the family personally inasmuch as it was necessary to travel in convoy to any areas outside the main centres as ambushes by terrorists were frequently encountered. Duncan was required to do stints for 3 week periods guarding bridges, leading convoys in armoured vehicles etc. Many young soldiers were killed during this time. With sanctions imposed on us, Rhodesians became very inventive and many items were made locally which had previously been imported. We had strict petrol rationing and mothers formed lift clubs to get the younger children to school and back until they were able to ride. In l963 I joined the Shell Company as a shorthand typist, and became a member of the Shell Sports Club where I began playing tennis; a sport I found to be very enjoyable. My parents were transferred to Bulawayo, naturally taking Johnny and Kath with them. I then lived in a flat with a girl friend. It was at this time that I met my future husband, Duncan McBean, as he also worked for Shell and belonged to the Club. After going out together for sometime he was transferred to Northern Rhodesia and later Malawi. We became engaged while he was in Lusaka and were later married in Blantyre, Malawi where we lived for several years before returning to Salisbury. Our marriage took place in l966 on l0th December and our first daughter, Nola Eileen, was born on 22nd December, l967. My parents were still in Bulawayo at the time, so this is where she was born. We returned to Malawi when she was two weeks old. The years spent in Blantyre, Malawi were a lot of fun. It was a very cosmopolitan society, with many of the friends we made there on contract. It seemed that we were always sadly bidding them farewell or welcoming new arrivals. Life centred around the Sports Club, where I played tennis and swam and Duncan played golf, often after work. By the time our second daughter, Carol Ann, was born on 8 July 1969, we were back in Salisbury and had built a house in the new suburb of Mandara. When the girls were half way through junior school, we moved literally around the corner (using wheelbarrows and a borrowed truck) to a bigger house that had a swimming pool. Nola and Carol attended Courtney Selous School and later Oriel Girls High School. They were able to safely ride the 3km there on their bikes from about the age of nine. Almost 25 years later with both girls having flown the nest and with families of their own, we decided to build a retirement home on a more secure property. We opted for the golfing Estate, Borrowdale Brooke, which was being developed at the time.

MCBEAN, Margaret Ann (nee Flemmer)

Margie McBEAN | 3 April 1940

MARGARET ANN[8] FLEMMER (OWEN JOHN[7], MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) born on 3 April 1940 in East London, South Africa. She married DUNCAN MATHIE MCBEAN on 10 December 1966 in Blantyre, Malawi, son of LACHLAN MCBEAN and GERTRUDE O' MEARA. He was born on 23 June 1934 in Salisbury, Rhodesia. ----- My twin brother, Brian, and I were born in East London to Owen and Heyla Flemmer at the Mater Dei Hospital on the 3rd April 1940. A year after I was born, my father enlisted in the army to fight in the Second World War. My mother, brother and I went to live with my grandparents, Marius & Kathleen Flemmer, and my aunt, Patsy Flemmer, in their spacious home on the Nahoon River. My cousin Terry Herbert, and his mother, Auntie Kath, joined us and we have very happy child hood memories of fishing and swimming off the jetty , going out on the river in our old wooden rowing boat, and playing on the little island which was also owned by my grandfather. In addition he had a dilapidated beach cottage at Bonza Bay, where we would all go for weeks on end. We would swim in the lagoon or spend hours in the sea or exploring the many rock pools. I think it was during this time that I developed a great love of the sea. At the age of five I went to the Convent in East London and a few months later my father returned home at the end of the war. Some time later Dad was given an ex-service man's house, where we lived until 1950 when we moved to Rhodesia. In l947 my brother John was born, so he was only three years old at this time. I missed the East London family terribly and found it difficult to make friends, but we eventually settled down, especially when we brought our own home in Highlands, Salisbury. I did my secondary schooling at the Dominican Convent, where I passed my Cambridge School Certificate and then completed a Commercial Course at the end of l957. My sister Kathleen was born in l954, and was much loved by her older siblings. I had several secretarial jobs, and enjoyed a hectic social life with a large group of teenagers. I loved the rock & roll era and had lots of fun. The mid sixties and seventies were very difficult years politically. The African Nationalists were wanting independence from Britain's colonial power and the Rhodesian Government, led by Prime Minister Ian Smith had no intention of handing over the reins to the black majority. As a result UDI was declared in 1965 And so began the bloody war of liberation and sanctions placed on Rhodesia by Britain. After great strife and loss of life on both sides the country became independent in 1980. Salisbury became Harare and Rhodesia became Zimbabwe under the present President, Robert Mugabe. The war affected the family personally inasmuch as it was necessary to travel in convoy to any areas outside the main centres as ambushes by terrorists were frequently encountered. Duncan was required to do stints for 3 week periods guarding bridges, leading convoys in armoured vehicles etc. Many young soldiers were killed during this time. With sanctions imposed on us, Rhodesians became very inventive and many items were made locally which had previously been imported. We had strict petrol rationing and mothers formed lift clubs to get the younger children to school and back until they were able to ride. In l963 I joined the Shell Company as a shorthand typist, and became a member of the Shell Sports Club where I began playing tennis; a sport I found to be very enjoyable. My parents were transferred to Bulawayo, naturally taking Johnny and Kath with them. I then lived in a flat with a girl friend. It was at this time that I met my future husband, Duncan McBean, as he also worked for Shell and belonged to the Club. After going out together for sometime he was transferred to Northern Rhodesia and later Malawi. We became engaged while he was in Lusaka and were later married in Blantyre, Malawi where we lived for several years before returning to Salisbury. Our marriage took place in l966 on l0th December and our first daughter, Nola Eileen, was born on 22nd December, l967. My parents were still in Bulawayo at the time, so this is where she was born. We returned to Malawi when she was two weeks old. The years spent in Blantyre, Malawi were a lot of fun. It was a very cosmopolitan society, with many of the friends we made there on contract. It seemed that we were always sadly bidding them farewell or welcoming new arrivals. Life centred around the Sports Club, where I played tennis and swam and Duncan played golf, often after work. By the time our second daughter, Carol Ann, was born on 8 July 1969, we were back in Salisbury and had built a house in the new suburb of Mandara. When the girls were half way through junior school, we moved literally around the corner (using wheelbarrows and a borrowed truck) to a bigger house that had a swimming pool. Nola and Carol attended Courtney Selous School and later Oriel Girls High School. They were able to safely ride the 3km there on their bikes from about the age of nine. Almost 25 years later with both girls having flown the nest and with families of their own, we decided to build a retirement home on a more secure property. We opted for the golfing Estate, Borrowdale Brooke, which was being developed at the time.
JILLIAN GWYNN[2] ROSS (CHARLES[1]). She married JOHN MOFFAT. She is the daughter of GWYNNETH GRACE MAUD[7] FLEMMER born 1908. She married CHARLES ROSS. He was born 1895. ----- Jill born 28.2.1935, twin to Jennifer, now deceased, sister to Daphne Dold and Nevil their brother lives in Toronto, Canada. Jill - school, Durban Girls high, varsity in Pmburg. BSc. Degree major botany. Met husband John in Pmburg, married Dec. 1958 and has lived on the farm Kirklington, famous for it's garden, ever since. Kirklington is in the Eastern Free State, sport - tennis for varsity 1st Team. Hobbies - for 40 years gardening and collecting indigenous plants and studying their uses. Past three years - bird watching ± 500 'ticks' to date. Offspring: Karen (40), Clive (38), James (37) Robert (33). James has taken over the farming and concentrates on organic methods of production. Grandchildren: Colin, Jessica, Charles, Shamus and Caitlin.

MOFFETT, Jillian Gwynn (nee Ross)

Jill MOFFETT | 28 Feb 1935

JILLIAN GWYNN[2] ROSS (CHARLES[1]). She married JOHN MOFFAT. She is the daughter of GWYNNETH GRACE MAUD[7] FLEMMER born 1908. She married CHARLES ROSS. He was born 1895. ----- Jill born 28.2.1935, twin to Jennifer, now deceased, sister to Daphne Dold and Nevil their brother lives in Toronto, Canada. Jill - school, Durban Girls high, varsity in Pmburg. BSc. Degree major botany. Met husband John in Pmburg, married Dec. 1958 and has lived on the farm Kirklington, famous for it's garden, ever since. Kirklington is in the Eastern Free State, sport - tennis for varsity 1st Team. Hobbies - for 40 years gardening and collecting indigenous plants and studying their uses. Past three years - bird watching ± 500 'ticks' to date. Offspring: Karen (40), Clive (38), James (37) Robert (33). James has taken over the farming and concentrates on organic methods of production. Grandchildren: Colin, Jessica, Charles, Shamus and Caitlin.
ANDREA[5] NAESTED (IRVING LIONEL[4], HANS MICHAEL[3], HANS MICHAEL[2], HANS MICHAEL[1]) was born on 18 December 1963 in Cape Town, South Africa. She married ALI RAZI on 10 June 2000 in Las Vegas, Nevada, USA. He was born on 12 December 1969 in Texas, USA. Andrea is the great great granddaughter of CAMILLA HENRIETTE[5] FLEMMER born on 21 December 1840 in Korsor, Denmark and died on 14 October 1922 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa. She married HANS MICHAEL NAESTED on 9 October 1860 in the Dutch Reformed Church, Cradock, Cape, South Africa. He was born on 13 March 1827 in Holbaek, Denmark and died on 30 August 1907 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa. ----- My parents are the same as my sister's, Julie Naested (as you know). My date of birth is December 18, 1963. I was born in Cape Town and spent my early childhood in P.E with my father. Julie and I lived with my mother in Cape Town beginning in 1970 - we attended Michael Oak Waldorf School and later Cape Town High. We immigrated to the US in 1977 with my mother, stepfather and half-sister. I finished high school in Oakland, California, graduating in 1980. I then went back to live in Cape Town for a couple of years to see my father and I thought about moving back to SA - but did not and moved back to California. In California I worked for a few years and then later enrolled in university and graduated from the University of California at San Diego in 1994 with a degree in Political Science. I then went to the University of San Diego Law School and graduated with a law degree in 1997. Since graduating I worked as an attorney in Las Vegas for a year with a firm representing casinos in labor law matters (1997-98). I then spent a year (1998-99) in Washington, DC working with a law firm representing mining companies in safety matters against the federal government. I was in DC with my fiance at the time, Ali Razi, who was completing his graduate work at Georgetown University (he is also an attorney). (He was born in San Antonio, Texas on December 12, 1969 and spent his childhood in Iran and moved back to the states in 1984 -his parents are Iranian). Ali and I moved back to San Diego from Washington DC in 1999. Since then we were married in Las Vegas on June 10, 2000. We have also just had a daughter, her name is Natasha Razi, date of birth is January 8, 2003, and she was born in San Diego, California. We currently live in San Diego. I am still working as an attorney, for a firm representing school districts. Ali gave up his attorney job and has just opened up a restaurant (Extreme Pizza) with my other sister (Frances Playdon), here in San Diego. They are slated to open 2 more restaurants in the next couple of years. Andrea Naested

NAESTED, Andrea

Andrea NAESTED | 18 December 1963

ANDREA[5] NAESTED (IRVING LIONEL[4], HANS MICHAEL[3], HANS MICHAEL[2], HANS MICHAEL[1]) was born on 18 December 1963 in Cape Town, South Africa. She married ALI RAZI on 10 June 2000 in Las Vegas, Nevada, USA. He was born on 12 December 1969 in Texas, USA. Andrea is the great great granddaughter of CAMILLA HENRIETTE[5] FLEMMER born on 21 December 1840 in Korsor, Denmark and died on 14 October 1922 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa. She married HANS MICHAEL NAESTED on 9 October 1860 in the Dutch Reformed Church, Cradock, Cape, South Africa. He was born on 13 March 1827 in Holbaek, Denmark and died on 30 August 1907 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa. ----- My parents are the same as my sister's, Julie Naested (as you know). My date of birth is December 18, 1963. I was born in Cape Town and spent my early childhood in P.E with my father. Julie and I lived with my mother in Cape Town beginning in 1970 - we attended Michael Oak Waldorf School and later Cape Town High. We immigrated to the US in 1977 with my mother, stepfather and half-sister. I finished high school in Oakland, California, graduating in 1980. I then went back to live in Cape Town for a couple of years to see my father and I thought about moving back to SA - but did not and moved back to California. In California I worked for a few years and then later enrolled in university and graduated from the University of California at San Diego in 1994 with a degree in Political Science. I then went to the University of San Diego Law School and graduated with a law degree in 1997. Since graduating I worked as an attorney in Las Vegas for a year with a firm representing casinos in labor law matters (1997-98). I then spent a year (1998-99) in Washington, DC working with a law firm representing mining companies in safety matters against the federal government. I was in DC with my fiance at the time, Ali Razi, who was completing his graduate work at Georgetown University (he is also an attorney). (He was born in San Antonio, Texas on December 12, 1969 and spent his childhood in Iran and moved back to the states in 1984 -his parents are Iranian). Ali and I moved back to San Diego from Washington DC in 1999. Since then we were married in Las Vegas on June 10, 2000. We have also just had a daughter, her name is Natasha Razi, date of birth is January 8, 2003, and she was born in San Diego, California. We currently live in San Diego. I am still working as an attorney, for a firm representing school districts. Ali gave up his attorney job and has just opened up a restaurant (Extreme Pizza) with my other sister (Frances Playdon), here in San Diego. They are slated to open 2 more restaurants in the next couple of years. Andrea Naested
GEOFFREY FLEMMER[3] PALLISTER (GEOFFREY FLEMMER[2], EDWARD[1]) was born on 20 August 1942 in Boksburg, Transvaal, South Africa. He married VALERIE WYNNE MATTHEWS on 28 June 1968 in Linden, Johannesburg, South Africa. She was born on 12 October 1943 in Durban, Natal, South Africa. Geoff is the great grandson of EMMA BETTY MARTHA[6] FLEMMER (TOGER ABO AUGUST[5]) born on 12 June 1876 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa and died on 24 April 1908 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa. She married EDWARD PALLISTER on 26 January 1907 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa. He was born on 6 January 1879 in York, England. ----- I was born in Boksburg on 20-08-1942, son of Geoffrey Flemmer Pallister and Marie Le Caux Pallister (maiden name of van Schalkwijk).My dad was up North in the Middle East at the time (He had volunteered) serving in World War 2. I was the result of probably his last passionate encounter with my mom before he left to go up North on 16-12-1941, as I was born some eight months later. My mother gave me my dad's Christian names as she wasn't sure he would survive the war. He returned some two years later in 1944 and resumed his job at E.R.P.M. gold mine. I went to school in Boksburg until the middle of 1953 when we relocated to Moshaneng Asbestos Mine, situated some 60 km north of Lobatsi in the then Bechuanaland Protectorate (now called Botswana). There were no decent schools in the area, so my elder sister Marie and I were sent to boarding school at Union High School in Graaff Reinet where my maternal grandfather, Dr J van Schalkwijk lived and practised. My younger sister Estelle, stayed at home with my parents and was taught by my mother until she was old enough to join me at Union High some two years later. Marie had by this time matriculated and went on to do her B.A. at Rhodes University. Estelle also went to Rhodes after matriculating and obtained B.Sc. in Sociology. After matriculating in 1959 (I had just turned 17), I volunteered for and was accepted by the Naval Gymnasium at Saldanha Bay where I spent a glorious year (1960). In 1961 I enrolled at the University of the Witwatersrand to study for a B.Sc. in Mechanical Engineering. This I obtained in 1964 and went on to do a Master's degree (M.Sc.) in Engineering. Thereafter I worked at the Mining Research Laboratories of the Chamber of Mines. In 1973 I joined Metal Rolling and Tube and have been in welded steel tube manufacturing ever since (30 years). I am now Technical Director at Barloworld Robor, which is the largest tube and pipe manufacturer in South Africa. I think that's enough of my studying/working history, so on to the more personal history:- I married Valerie Wynne Matthews on 28 June 1968 in Johannesburg where we lived. I had met Val at Wits where she obtained a B.A. in 1963 and her Teacher's Diploma in 1964. We were fortunate in being blessed with two wonderful children. Garth Geoffrey was born on 4 September 1970 and Cheryl Lynne was born on 15 December 1973. On 19 December 1986 Garth and his cousin Wayne (Estelle's son, and like Garth also 16 years old), were tragically killed in a motor accident. They had got a lift in the back of a bakkie from Wilderness Common to the caravan park near Fairie Knowe also at Wilderness in the Cape (near George). The inexperienced driver simply lost control of the bakkie, which rolled down the low embankment separating the road from the shores of Wilderness lagoon. The driver and passenger were OK but both boys died at the scene. On matriculating, Cheryl worked at Edgars as a house model and then as a Buyer in the Ladiesware Department. She left Edgars to join Woolworths in Cape Town in 1997, where she rose to become a Senior Buyer in the Women's Ware Department. In May 1999 she became a Born-Again Christian and in January 2001 she left Woolworths full-time employment (where she still works on a contractual basis for them) and enrolled full-time at the Cape Town Baptist Seminary where she is studying for her Theological Degree. Other interests:- I come from a sporting family and love sport of any kind. I played Rugby, Cricket and Tennis at the highest level while at School and at the Naval Gym. At Wits I played only Rugby and in my fourth year played at fullback for Wits in the then Pirates Grand Challenge, at a time when Diggers (with Avril Malan as captain) were unstoppable. After that I played league tennis for Parkwood Tennis Club. I have always loved the outdoors and in 1974 I joined the Mountain Club of S.A, which resulted in many weekend visits to the Magaliesberg, Blouberg, Waterberg and Natal Drakensberg. I was also fortunate to travel twice to Nepal on climbing expeditions in the Himalayas (1978 and 1982), and also twice to Southern Argentina on expeditions to the Andes(1980 and 1983). The second trip to Nepal was very special since Val, Garth and Cheryl all came with and we spent some seven weeks in Nepal. More recently (1998) I went to Mount Kenya. I am also an active road cyclist (11 Cape Argus's) and like to keep fit though I have never liked exercise for its own sake (nothing more boring than going to a gym!). I like most music (from Beatles to Beethoven) and have a large collection of LP's and CD's. We are fortunate to have a large beach house at the Wilderness, which my maternal grandfather (Dr.J van Schalkwijk) built in 1933. Our whole extended family and friends spend the Christmas holidays there. What do I look like? Well I'm 1.83 m tall, I weigh 86Kg, am fairish with blue eyes, I wear spectacles now and am bald on top of my head.

PALLISTER, Geoffrey Flemmer

Geoff PALLISTER | 20 Aug 1942

GEOFFREY FLEMMER[3] PALLISTER (GEOFFREY FLEMMER[2], EDWARD[1]) was born on 20 August 1942 in Boksburg, Transvaal, South Africa. He married VALERIE WYNNE MATTHEWS on 28 June 1968 in Linden, Johannesburg, South Africa. She was born on 12 October 1943 in Durban, Natal, South Africa. Geoff is the great grandson of EMMA BETTY MARTHA[6] FLEMMER (TOGER ABO AUGUST[5]) born on 12 June 1876 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa and died on 24 April 1908 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa. She married EDWARD PALLISTER on 26 January 1907 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa. He was born on 6 January 1879 in York, England. ----- I was born in Boksburg on 20-08-1942, son of Geoffrey Flemmer Pallister and Marie Le Caux Pallister (maiden name of van Schalkwijk).My dad was up North in the Middle East at the time (He had volunteered) serving in World War 2. I was the result of probably his last passionate encounter with my mom before he left to go up North on 16-12-1941, as I was born some eight months later. My mother gave me my dad's Christian names as she wasn't sure he would survive the war. He returned some two years later in 1944 and resumed his job at E.R.P.M. gold mine. I went to school in Boksburg until the middle of 1953 when we relocated to Moshaneng Asbestos Mine, situated some 60 km north of Lobatsi in the then Bechuanaland Protectorate (now called Botswana). There were no decent schools in the area, so my elder sister Marie and I were sent to boarding school at Union High School in Graaff Reinet where my maternal grandfather, Dr J van Schalkwijk lived and practised. My younger sister Estelle, stayed at home with my parents and was taught by my mother until she was old enough to join me at Union High some two years later. Marie had by this time matriculated and went on to do her B.A. at Rhodes University. Estelle also went to Rhodes after matriculating and obtained B.Sc. in Sociology. After matriculating in 1959 (I had just turned 17), I volunteered for and was accepted by the Naval Gymnasium at Saldanha Bay where I spent a glorious year (1960). In 1961 I enrolled at the University of the Witwatersrand to study for a B.Sc. in Mechanical Engineering. This I obtained in 1964 and went on to do a Master's degree (M.Sc.) in Engineering. Thereafter I worked at the Mining Research Laboratories of the Chamber of Mines. In 1973 I joined Metal Rolling and Tube and have been in welded steel tube manufacturing ever since (30 years). I am now Technical Director at Barloworld Robor, which is the largest tube and pipe manufacturer in South Africa. I think that's enough of my studying/working history, so on to the more personal history:- I married Valerie Wynne Matthews on 28 June 1968 in Johannesburg where we lived. I had met Val at Wits where she obtained a B.A. in 1963 and her Teacher's Diploma in 1964. We were fortunate in being blessed with two wonderful children. Garth Geoffrey was born on 4 September 1970 and Cheryl Lynne was born on 15 December 1973. On 19 December 1986 Garth and his cousin Wayne (Estelle's son, and like Garth also 16 years old), were tragically killed in a motor accident. They had got a lift in the back of a bakkie from Wilderness Common to the caravan park near Fairie Knowe also at Wilderness in the Cape (near George). The inexperienced driver simply lost control of the bakkie, which rolled down the low embankment separating the road from the shores of Wilderness lagoon. The driver and passenger were OK but both boys died at the scene. On matriculating, Cheryl worked at Edgars as a house model and then as a Buyer in the Ladiesware Department. She left Edgars to join Woolworths in Cape Town in 1997, where she rose to become a Senior Buyer in the Women's Ware Department. In May 1999 she became a Born-Again Christian and in January 2001 she left Woolworths full-time employment (where she still works on a contractual basis for them) and enrolled full-time at the Cape Town Baptist Seminary where she is studying for her Theological Degree. Other interests:- I come from a sporting family and love sport of any kind. I played Rugby, Cricket and Tennis at the highest level while at School and at the Naval Gym. At Wits I played only Rugby and in my fourth year played at fullback for Wits in the then Pirates Grand Challenge, at a time when Diggers (with Avril Malan as captain) were unstoppable. After that I played league tennis for Parkwood Tennis Club. I have always loved the outdoors and in 1974 I joined the Mountain Club of S.A, which resulted in many weekend visits to the Magaliesberg, Blouberg, Waterberg and Natal Drakensberg. I was also fortunate to travel twice to Nepal on climbing expeditions in the Himalayas (1978 and 1982), and also twice to Southern Argentina on expeditions to the Andes(1980 and 1983). The second trip to Nepal was very special since Val, Garth and Cheryl all came with and we spent some seven weeks in Nepal. More recently (1998) I went to Mount Kenya. I am also an active road cyclist (11 Cape Argus's) and like to keep fit though I have never liked exercise for its own sake (nothing more boring than going to a gym!). I like most music (from Beatles to Beethoven) and have a large collection of LP's and CD's. We are fortunate to have a large beach house at the Wilderness, which my maternal grandfather (Dr.J van Schalkwijk) built in 1933. Our whole extended family and friends spend the Christmas holidays there. What do I look like? Well I'm 1.83 m tall, I weigh 86Kg, am fairish with blue eyes, I wear spectacles now and am bald on top of my head.
MARIE LE CAUX[1] VAN SCHALKWIJK was born on 21 February 1917 in Standerton, Transvaal, South Africa. She married GEOFFREY FLEMMER PALLISTER on 18 February 1937 in Brakpan, Transvaal, South Africa, son of EDWARD PALLISTER and EMMA FLEMMER. EMMA BETTY MARTHA[6] FLEMMER (TOGER ABO AUGUST[5]) was born on 12 June 1876 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa and died on 24 April 1908 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa. She married EDWARD PALLISTER on 26 January 1907 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa. He was born on 6 January 1879 in York, England. ----- I was born in Standerton, Transvaal, on 21 February 1917, when the news of World War I was at it's worst. My mothers' youngest brother, John Le Caux Balleine Payn, had already died (of Meningitis I think). I was named after him. She adored him. He was very musical, as was my mother. My mother and father were married in Tsoko, Transkei on her birthday 23 January 1912 or 1913, not sure. They met on board the "Kenelworth Castle" on the way to England in 1906 and fell in love, and wrote for 6-7 years. You can imagine the horror of her and his family so shortly after the Anglo Boer War. Anyhow as Kipling said, "That's another story". In 1919 my father moved to Graaf-Reinet, my very beloved hometown. I went to the Afrikaans school, the first Afrikaans medium High School on the Platteland. My father was in partnership with Dr. Carl Bremmer, later Minister of Health under Dr. Malan's Government. His wife was a Scot!! Almost as strange a marriage as my parents. Anyhow it continues… I met Geoff Pallister in my Matric year. That is also a somewhat romantic and strange story. We fell in love and I went to U.C.T. very reluctantly. He had a farm in a hamlet called "Petersburg" on the way to Somerset East - older than Graaf-Reinet. He sold that on advice of a "friend" and bought a larger one north of Graaf-Reinet. There he went bust. Went in a sort of partnership with and older man, very charming and shrewd etc. who took him for a ride and left him with debts he knew nothing about. This was the depression and a five-year drought in the Karoo. He lost everything and went to Boksburg, east of Johanndesburg to try and get into the gold mines like so many other young farmers. 50 men looking for jobs, terrible! Eventually just after we married he got into the E.R.P.M at £9-17-6 per month. As he had education he was an official. We paid 4 pounds for a room and managed. I was up there on a visit and told him if we didn't marry there and then the engagement was off. The poor man had to choose. He told me everyone would blame him, as he was 9 and a half years older. Well, we got married in front of a magistrate 3 days before I turned 20. I said I was 25. I had long hair and looked much older than I was. No I.D.'s in those days. Of course he was blamed and all Graaf-Reinet naturally thought it was a shotgun affair. I never knew that until after my first visit home 2 years later with my first baby. My parents were wonderful, after all we had known one another for over 3 years, so!! Having been brought up on a farm he loathed the mine - a very deep dangerous mine. He was buried twice by rock falls. On his return from the Middle East; he was gassed on his first shift back. Eventually we bought a small farm and I ran the dairy. I'm always glad my 3 children had a few years on a farm. Gives them a different value. Then Geoff had a bad appendix op. He was told not to go underground for some time. He got a temporary job on an asbestos mine on the edge of the Kalahari Desert in Bechuanaland. He became acting manager. Our children were sent to Union High School in Graaf-Reinet. I taught the youngest for 2 and a half years. They couldn't come home for short vacations, as it was 2 and a half days in the train. Then we were transferred to Barberton to develop a small asbestos mine there. +- 15 miles out of town. I kept my kids at school in Graaf-Reinet as the change of province had originally been bad. Geoff became an authority on SHORT FIBRE ASBESTOS and was sent to other mines to do prospecting. We were sent to Alldays Northern Transvaal for some years. Then retired to a small farm on the foothills of Barberton Mountains. Beautiful country. My 2 daughters went to Rhodes University. My son first went to Saldanha Bay to the Naval Gymnasium, as he was only 16, then on to WITS in Johannesburg where he did very well in engineering. Geoff snr died in Johannesburg while we were on a visit, after a 2-week illness in 1983, 20th August, my son's birthday. I still miss him every day. He was full of "hang ups" due to strange childhood, but such a fine, honest man. But, like my own father - a very bad businessman. I remained on the farm for 9 years after his death, looked after by a huge Swazi family. Then came to Port Elizabeth first to my daughter and then to this old-age home. I could write book about my life and experiences. Living at close quarters with Tswanas, Vendas, Shangaans, Swazi's, and Pedi's. Geoff always said he preferred the blacks to whites. He was so good to them, as was my Afrikaans father. I used to do quite a bit of writing, articles, short stories etc. in Afrikaans and English. I used to chain-smoke 50 Springbok cigarettes a day, but when I gave up smoking in 1976, I couldn't write without a cigarette in my hand.

PALLISTER, Marie Le Caux (nee van Schalkwijk)

Marie PALLISTER | 21 Feb 1917

MARIE LE CAUX[1] VAN SCHALKWIJK was born on 21 February 1917 in Standerton, Transvaal, South Africa. She married GEOFFREY FLEMMER PALLISTER on 18 February 1937 in Brakpan, Transvaal, South Africa, son of EDWARD PALLISTER and EMMA FLEMMER. EMMA BETTY MARTHA[6] FLEMMER (TOGER ABO AUGUST[5]) was born on 12 June 1876 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa and died on 24 April 1908 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa. She married EDWARD PALLISTER on 26 January 1907 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa. He was born on 6 January 1879 in York, England. ----- I was born in Standerton, Transvaal, on 21 February 1917, when the news of World War I was at it's worst. My mothers' youngest brother, John Le Caux Balleine Payn, had already died (of Meningitis I think). I was named after him. She adored him. He was very musical, as was my mother. My mother and father were married in Tsoko, Transkei on her birthday 23 January 1912 or 1913, not sure. They met on board the "Kenelworth Castle" on the way to England in 1906 and fell in love, and wrote for 6-7 years. You can imagine the horror of her and his family so shortly after the Anglo Boer War. Anyhow as Kipling said, "That's another story". In 1919 my father moved to Graaf-Reinet, my very beloved hometown. I went to the Afrikaans school, the first Afrikaans medium High School on the Platteland. My father was in partnership with Dr. Carl Bremmer, later Minister of Health under Dr. Malan's Government. His wife was a Scot!! Almost as strange a marriage as my parents. Anyhow it continues… I met Geoff Pallister in my Matric year. That is also a somewhat romantic and strange story. We fell in love and I went to U.C.T. very reluctantly. He had a farm in a hamlet called "Petersburg" on the way to Somerset East - older than Graaf-Reinet. He sold that on advice of a "friend" and bought a larger one north of Graaf-Reinet. There he went bust. Went in a sort of partnership with and older man, very charming and shrewd etc. who took him for a ride and left him with debts he knew nothing about. This was the depression and a five-year drought in the Karoo. He lost everything and went to Boksburg, east of Johanndesburg to try and get into the gold mines like so many other young farmers. 50 men looking for jobs, terrible! Eventually just after we married he got into the E.R.P.M at £9-17-6 per month. As he had education he was an official. We paid 4 pounds for a room and managed. I was up there on a visit and told him if we didn't marry there and then the engagement was off. The poor man had to choose. He told me everyone would blame him, as he was 9 and a half years older. Well, we got married in front of a magistrate 3 days before I turned 20. I said I was 25. I had long hair and looked much older than I was. No I.D.'s in those days. Of course he was blamed and all Graaf-Reinet naturally thought it was a shotgun affair. I never knew that until after my first visit home 2 years later with my first baby. My parents were wonderful, after all we had known one another for over 3 years, so!! Having been brought up on a farm he loathed the mine - a very deep dangerous mine. He was buried twice by rock falls. On his return from the Middle East; he was gassed on his first shift back. Eventually we bought a small farm and I ran the dairy. I'm always glad my 3 children had a few years on a farm. Gives them a different value. Then Geoff had a bad appendix op. He was told not to go underground for some time. He got a temporary job on an asbestos mine on the edge of the Kalahari Desert in Bechuanaland. He became acting manager. Our children were sent to Union High School in Graaf-Reinet. I taught the youngest for 2 and a half years. They couldn't come home for short vacations, as it was 2 and a half days in the train. Then we were transferred to Barberton to develop a small asbestos mine there. +- 15 miles out of town. I kept my kids at school in Graaf-Reinet as the change of province had originally been bad. Geoff became an authority on SHORT FIBRE ASBESTOS and was sent to other mines to do prospecting. We were sent to Alldays Northern Transvaal for some years. Then retired to a small farm on the foothills of Barberton Mountains. Beautiful country. My 2 daughters went to Rhodes University. My son first went to Saldanha Bay to the Naval Gymnasium, as he was only 16, then on to WITS in Johannesburg where he did very well in engineering. Geoff snr died in Johannesburg while we were on a visit, after a 2-week illness in 1983, 20th August, my son's birthday. I still miss him every day. He was full of "hang ups" due to strange childhood, but such a fine, honest man. But, like my own father - a very bad businessman. I remained on the farm for 9 years after his death, looked after by a huge Swazi family. Then came to Port Elizabeth first to my daughter and then to this old-age home. I could write book about my life and experiences. Living at close quarters with Tswanas, Vendas, Shangaans, Swazi's, and Pedi's. Geoff always said he preferred the blacks to whites. He was so good to them, as was my Afrikaans father. I used to do quite a bit of writing, articles, short stories etc. in Afrikaans and English. I used to chain-smoke 50 Springbok cigarettes a day, but when I gave up smoking in 1976, I couldn't write without a cigarette in my hand.
BERYL MILDRED[8] FLEMMER (LUDVIG 'GEORGE' CHRISTIAN[7], JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG) was born on 18 March 1935 in the Makumu Mission Hospital, Kakamega, Kenya. She married STERNDALE 'DALE' TODD MATTHEW PICKFORD on 22 February 1958. He was born on 22 May 1933 in Kericho, Kenya. ----- b. 18th March 1935 Kakamega Kenya. Married on 22nd February 1958 in Kakamega Kenya to Sterndale (Dale) Todd Matthew Pickford. Born in Kericho, Kenya. We have three Children. Sarah Yvonne. b Nairobi Kenya 1960. Educated in NZ. Trained as an accountant. Married 1998 to Geoffry Taylor a chartered accountant. They now own a cosmetic manufacturing company in partnership with Geoffry's brother and his wife. They have three girls and a boy. Second born William Andrew Sterndale Pickford. b Nairobi Kenya 1962. Married 1992. Has one son James Todd. Always wanted to be a pilot. Worked at anything in order to earn sufficient money to pay for his training. Jobs included loading helicopters for agricultural spraying to acting as spotter in search and rescue aircraft. Once he had a license he flew the air ambulance when required. Now is a Captain with Cathy Pacific based in Hong Kong. Third Murray Christian Pickford. b Pukekohe NZ 1965. Married Jennifer Houston 1993. They have two children. Lara Jayne b. 1994 Tauranga NZ and Seth Alexander b 1996 Brisbane Australia. Murray qualified as an industrial Chemist and worked in that industry for a few years. Decided he preferred the outdoor life so started in the building trade and now has his gold card which entitles him to build on his own behalf. Mostly contract work. Jenny is a qualified nurse and works part time. They have lived in Australia since 1993. I went to three different schools. Two primary where I started at the age of five and a half. All my school life was at boarding school, as were the majority of children in Kenya, European school being few and far between. For the most part I enjoyed my School life. Top priority for me was always games, athletics and gymnastics. Panic usually set in when it came to test or exam time. After High School I attended a Secretarial Collage, learning the art of being a good Secretary! I worked in the Police as secretary to various senior Officers. I maintained my interest in Sport in the form of Hockey and represented Nairobi and was chosen in a squad to tour Rhodesia but didn't go in the end because of health problems. In December 1963 we moved to New Zealand a real culture shock. I had to learn to cook in a hurry and organise myself to do both house work and gardening. I learned quickly and became quite efficient. Having been through the Mau Mau Rebellion we decided it was safer to bring our children up elsewhere. We started life here working on a farm. This was so that we could learn the ways of that industry here. Later we bought our own herd or cows and share milked for five years. That was hard with just the two of us running the farm. Dale's main job was to milk the cows and mine to feed the calves. All other farm jobs we shared. Our extra hand was a dog. Very clever he was too. We sold our cows and bought 18 acres on which we carried dry stock. Dale went to work for a big Refrigeration company ending up as a supervisor. In order to rid ourselves of any mortgage we sold the 18 acres and purchased a 10 acre block. Here we lived for the next twenty years. I enjoyed involvement with the schools our children attended and was usually roped in to help transport various sports teams to different games. I also became involved in charity work which I really enjoyed. One of the most rewarding was helping slow learners in the junior school to read. To see their faces light up when they had managed a page without a mistake was wonderful. I am a member of the NZ Returned Services Association Women's Section. We enjoy each other's company and raise funds for the Soldiers Benevolent Fund. Last Year Dale and I made a pilgrimage back to Kenya to see his sister and to attend the Kenya Regiment Association re union. It was wonderful to see so many people from the past gathering in one place. As always the time passed all too quickly. It was sad to see the extent to which things had deteriorated. The ordinary Africans were pleased to see us and delighted when we could speak to them in their own language. We live happily in retirement here in Katikati, Bay of Plenty. Always busy and sometimes wonder where we found time to work. Not a very exciting life but quite satisfying. Pleased to have settled our children into useful careers but sorry two had to go off shore to follow their dreams.

PICKFORD, Beryl Mildred (nee Flemmer)

Beryl PICKFORD | 18 Mar 1935

BERYL MILDRED[8] FLEMMER (LUDVIG 'GEORGE' CHRISTIAN[7], JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG) was born on 18 March 1935 in the Makumu Mission Hospital, Kakamega, Kenya. She married STERNDALE 'DALE' TODD MATTHEW PICKFORD on 22 February 1958. He was born on 22 May 1933 in Kericho, Kenya. ----- b. 18th March 1935 Kakamega Kenya. Married on 22nd February 1958 in Kakamega Kenya to Sterndale (Dale) Todd Matthew Pickford. Born in Kericho, Kenya. We have three Children. Sarah Yvonne. b Nairobi Kenya 1960. Educated in NZ. Trained as an accountant. Married 1998 to Geoffry Taylor a chartered accountant. They now own a cosmetic manufacturing company in partnership with Geoffry's brother and his wife. They have three girls and a boy. Second born William Andrew Sterndale Pickford. b Nairobi Kenya 1962. Married 1992. Has one son James Todd. Always wanted to be a pilot. Worked at anything in order to earn sufficient money to pay for his training. Jobs included loading helicopters for agricultural spraying to acting as spotter in search and rescue aircraft. Once he had a license he flew the air ambulance when required. Now is a Captain with Cathy Pacific based in Hong Kong. Third Murray Christian Pickford. b Pukekohe NZ 1965. Married Jennifer Houston 1993. They have two children. Lara Jayne b. 1994 Tauranga NZ and Seth Alexander b 1996 Brisbane Australia. Murray qualified as an industrial Chemist and worked in that industry for a few years. Decided he preferred the outdoor life so started in the building trade and now has his gold card which entitles him to build on his own behalf. Mostly contract work. Jenny is a qualified nurse and works part time. They have lived in Australia since 1993. I went to three different schools. Two primary where I started at the age of five and a half. All my school life was at boarding school, as were the majority of children in Kenya, European school being few and far between. For the most part I enjoyed my School life. Top priority for me was always games, athletics and gymnastics. Panic usually set in when it came to test or exam time. After High School I attended a Secretarial Collage, learning the art of being a good Secretary! I worked in the Police as secretary to various senior Officers. I maintained my interest in Sport in the form of Hockey and represented Nairobi and was chosen in a squad to tour Rhodesia but didn't go in the end because of health problems. In December 1963 we moved to New Zealand a real culture shock. I had to learn to cook in a hurry and organise myself to do both house work and gardening. I learned quickly and became quite efficient. Having been through the Mau Mau Rebellion we decided it was safer to bring our children up elsewhere. We started life here working on a farm. This was so that we could learn the ways of that industry here. Later we bought our own herd or cows and share milked for five years. That was hard with just the two of us running the farm. Dale's main job was to milk the cows and mine to feed the calves. All other farm jobs we shared. Our extra hand was a dog. Very clever he was too. We sold our cows and bought 18 acres on which we carried dry stock. Dale went to work for a big Refrigeration company ending up as a supervisor. In order to rid ourselves of any mortgage we sold the 18 acres and purchased a 10 acre block. Here we lived for the next twenty years. I enjoyed involvement with the schools our children attended and was usually roped in to help transport various sports teams to different games. I also became involved in charity work which I really enjoyed. One of the most rewarding was helping slow learners in the junior school to read. To see their faces light up when they had managed a page without a mistake was wonderful. I am a member of the NZ Returned Services Association Women's Section. We enjoy each other's company and raise funds for the Soldiers Benevolent Fund. Last Year Dale and I made a pilgrimage back to Kenya to see his sister and to attend the Kenya Regiment Association re union. It was wonderful to see so many people from the past gathering in one place. As always the time passed all too quickly. It was sad to see the extent to which things had deteriorated. The ordinary Africans were pleased to see us and delighted when we could speak to them in their own language. We live happily in retirement here in Katikati, Bay of Plenty. Always busy and sometimes wonder where we found time to work. Not a very exciting life but quite satisfying. Pleased to have settled our children into useful careers but sorry two had to go off shore to follow their dreams.
JILL[3] ROUS (MARCUS COLE[2], JAMES COLE[1]) was born in 1932. She married CHRISTOPHER RAINER-POPE. He was born in 1931. She is the granddaughter of ANNA LOUISE[6] FLEMMER (CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born on 28 January 1874 in Cradock, South Africa and died in 1941. She married JAMES COLE ROUS on 26 March 1902 in St. Peter's, Cradock, South Africa. He was born in 1874. ----- I was born in Cape Town. My parents divorced when I was 5 years of age and my brother James 18 months. I attended Micklefied school and then went on to St Cyprians School, where I matriculated at the age of 16. At high school I played hockey, cricket and tennis. My mother was involved in SAWAS and when asked to open the RAF station in George she went along with another English lady whose husband was involved in the RAF; plus a young pilot. On the return journey they had a motor accident and my mother died, the other two passengers were seriously injured. I was then 8 yrs old. As my father, (UCT gold medallist) a surgeon, was up north on active service, we continued to stay with my grandparents. Two years later my Dad returned and felt that it was important that we youngsters should be with him. (For this I am extremely grateful, as he was a fantastic father to me.) There was a court case for custody and we went to live with him and his second wife Jean (Dr Walker), who was a dermatologist. She had a son, my brother Galbraith, who subsequently could not stand the name, had it changed to David. Jean left the home for another man and I was left in charge of the home and both my brothers. My Dad often did not come home until the early hours and was very involved in his work. I can remember in the evenings having to arrange operations for him at the Monastery Nursing Home, when he needed to have the theatre and an anaesthetist. After many phone calls, I would call him back at his meeting to tell him all the details! (This was at the tender age of 12 years!) Dad then married Jeanette van der Lingen and my sister Jennifer was born some time later as I was already at Rhodes University. Jeanette was a librarian and worked at the National Library in CT. Jenny is now working at the National Botanical Institute Kirstenbosch. She is also fluent in French and does translating. I desperately wanted to do Medicine, but Dad felt that this was not a career for a woman. I thus started with a B.Sc. hoping to change, but Dad had other ideas and after a year at Varsity, where I represented Rhodes at hockey and cricket; also played hockey for Albany province, as it was known in those days, I then commenced in Radiography. I qualified at Hammersmith Hospital in London. I worked in Cape Town for many years in a private practice and then at Boston Children's Hospital after we were married. Worked in Port Elizabeth and did tutoring at Baragwanath Hospital and in a private practice in Johannesburg, as well as at ISCOR at Vanderbijl park. Chris, a paediatrician, (UCT) and I married in 1961, we spent a year in the Cape and then a year in Boston, back to the Cape for a year where Mark was born, and a year in Port Elizabeth. Then up to Johannesburg, where Nick was born and after two years we relocated to Vereeniging and our third son, Paul was born. We stayed in Vereeniging for 27 years. Our boys went to Milton, the local primary school and then Mark matriculated at St Stithian's School in Johannesburg, Nick matriculated at Riverside High in Vereeniging and Paul at St Andrew's School in Bloemfontein. Mark subsequently did a course in Metallurgical Mining at the Tech in Johannesburg and was the top student at the Tech in that year with doing a four year course in three years and obtaining 17 distinctions in 19 subjects. He was on Elandsrand mine and now on Western Deep Levels, where he does computer work, planning the mining operations. He is married to Julie (Williamson) and they have a daughter Jessica. Mark has been in canoeing and done the Dusi, as well as the Comrades a number of times and Triathlons. Also plays squash. Nicolas qualified in Medicine, naturally at UCT as his father and grandfather did. He married Paula (Simpson) and they have a son Luke. Paula is a dietician and has been working in Kamploops. They are resident in British Columbia. He has been running a GP practice 4 hours drive from Vancouver. He is now going to do a course in Emergency Medicine in Vancouver and plans to practice in Kamloops thereafter. They have taken out Canadian citizenship. We have been fortunate enough to visit them twice in the 5 years they have been away. Nick has played a fair amount of squash. Loves skiing and mountain biking. Paul is a Representative Agent for a Medical company. Marketing artificial hips, shoulders, knees etc and works closely with Orthopaedic surgeons. His wife Joanne is a pilot with SAA and this affords them many opportunities for travel. They live in the Cape. Both enjoy golf, Paul does mountain climbing, has done the Two Oceans many times and plays hockey. In Vereeniging Chris and Jill were involved in school activities and on PTA and in the Boy Scout Movement, Chris as District Commissioner and Jill as Pack Scouter, ADC Cubs and ADC Adult Leader Training, for a total of 20 years. We also looked after a Boy Scout campground on Vaal Dam, for 20 years. Chris was on the Vaal branch council of the Medical Association, was President and Secretary at various times. In our church Chris was on council on many occasions and Jill a Lay Minister. We helped run Lenten courses each year and Renew courses. We were in Rotary from 1981 and Jill was President Secretary and Treasurer of the Rotary Anns at various times. Chris ran many items for the Youth through Rotary, Career guidance, Leadership courses, Inter School Quizzes etc. In Cape Town now for 6 years, Jill continues with Lay Minister at St Paul's Church Rondebosch. Also involved in running Alpha courses. Chris is a steward and also once again on church council. Chris still walks on the mountain regularly, Jill has unfortunately had to stop this.

RAINIER-POPE, Jill (nee Rous)

Jill RAINIER-POPE | 1932

JILL[3] ROUS (MARCUS COLE[2], JAMES COLE[1]) was born in 1932. She married CHRISTOPHER RAINER-POPE. He was born in 1931. She is the granddaughter of ANNA LOUISE[6] FLEMMER (CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born on 28 January 1874 in Cradock, South Africa and died in 1941. She married JAMES COLE ROUS on 26 March 1902 in St. Peter's, Cradock, South Africa. He was born in 1874. ----- I was born in Cape Town. My parents divorced when I was 5 years of age and my brother James 18 months. I attended Micklefied school and then went on to St Cyprians School, where I matriculated at the age of 16. At high school I played hockey, cricket and tennis. My mother was involved in SAWAS and when asked to open the RAF station in George she went along with another English lady whose husband was involved in the RAF; plus a young pilot. On the return journey they had a motor accident and my mother died, the other two passengers were seriously injured. I was then 8 yrs old. As my father, (UCT gold medallist) a surgeon, was up north on active service, we continued to stay with my grandparents. Two years later my Dad returned and felt that it was important that we youngsters should be with him. (For this I am extremely grateful, as he was a fantastic father to me.) There was a court case for custody and we went to live with him and his second wife Jean (Dr Walker), who was a dermatologist. She had a son, my brother Galbraith, who subsequently could not stand the name, had it changed to David. Jean left the home for another man and I was left in charge of the home and both my brothers. My Dad often did not come home until the early hours and was very involved in his work. I can remember in the evenings having to arrange operations for him at the Monastery Nursing Home, when he needed to have the theatre and an anaesthetist. After many phone calls, I would call him back at his meeting to tell him all the details! (This was at the tender age of 12 years!) Dad then married Jeanette van der Lingen and my sister Jennifer was born some time later as I was already at Rhodes University. Jeanette was a librarian and worked at the National Library in CT. Jenny is now working at the National Botanical Institute Kirstenbosch. She is also fluent in French and does translating. I desperately wanted to do Medicine, but Dad felt that this was not a career for a woman. I thus started with a B.Sc. hoping to change, but Dad had other ideas and after a year at Varsity, where I represented Rhodes at hockey and cricket; also played hockey for Albany province, as it was known in those days, I then commenced in Radiography. I qualified at Hammersmith Hospital in London. I worked in Cape Town for many years in a private practice and then at Boston Children's Hospital after we were married. Worked in Port Elizabeth and did tutoring at Baragwanath Hospital and in a private practice in Johannesburg, as well as at ISCOR at Vanderbijl park. Chris, a paediatrician, (UCT) and I married in 1961, we spent a year in the Cape and then a year in Boston, back to the Cape for a year where Mark was born, and a year in Port Elizabeth. Then up to Johannesburg, where Nick was born and after two years we relocated to Vereeniging and our third son, Paul was born. We stayed in Vereeniging for 27 years. Our boys went to Milton, the local primary school and then Mark matriculated at St Stithian's School in Johannesburg, Nick matriculated at Riverside High in Vereeniging and Paul at St Andrew's School in Bloemfontein. Mark subsequently did a course in Metallurgical Mining at the Tech in Johannesburg and was the top student at the Tech in that year with doing a four year course in three years and obtaining 17 distinctions in 19 subjects. He was on Elandsrand mine and now on Western Deep Levels, where he does computer work, planning the mining operations. He is married to Julie (Williamson) and they have a daughter Jessica. Mark has been in canoeing and done the Dusi, as well as the Comrades a number of times and Triathlons. Also plays squash. Nicolas qualified in Medicine, naturally at UCT as his father and grandfather did. He married Paula (Simpson) and they have a son Luke. Paula is a dietician and has been working in Kamploops. They are resident in British Columbia. He has been running a GP practice 4 hours drive from Vancouver. He is now going to do a course in Emergency Medicine in Vancouver and plans to practice in Kamloops thereafter. They have taken out Canadian citizenship. We have been fortunate enough to visit them twice in the 5 years they have been away. Nick has played a fair amount of squash. Loves skiing and mountain biking. Paul is a Representative Agent for a Medical company. Marketing artificial hips, shoulders, knees etc and works closely with Orthopaedic surgeons. His wife Joanne is a pilot with SAA and this affords them many opportunities for travel. They live in the Cape. Both enjoy golf, Paul does mountain climbing, has done the Two Oceans many times and plays hockey. In Vereeniging Chris and Jill were involved in school activities and on PTA and in the Boy Scout Movement, Chris as District Commissioner and Jill as Pack Scouter, ADC Cubs and ADC Adult Leader Training, for a total of 20 years. We also looked after a Boy Scout campground on Vaal Dam, for 20 years. Chris was on the Vaal branch council of the Medical Association, was President and Secretary at various times. In our church Chris was on council on many occasions and Jill a Lay Minister. We helped run Lenten courses each year and Renew courses. We were in Rotary from 1981 and Jill was President Secretary and Treasurer of the Rotary Anns at various times. Chris ran many items for the Youth through Rotary, Career guidance, Leadership courses, Inter School Quizzes etc. In Cape Town now for 6 years, Jill continues with Lay Minister at St Paul's Church Rondebosch. Also involved in running Alpha courses. Chris is a steward and also once again on church council. Chris still walks on the mountain regularly, Jill has unfortunately had to stop this.
ANDREW[2] RANSOME (GLENN[1]) was born on 22 August 1979. He is the son of JOYCE ANNETTE[8] FLEMMER (JOHN 'JACK' SWEET DISTIN[7], JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born on 30 May 1946. She married GLENN CAMPBELL RANSOME. He was born on 23 September 1946. ----- I am Andrew Ransome. I was born in Johannesburg on 22 August 1979. I grew up in Randpark Ridge, Randburg. I attended Randpark Primary School, then Allen Glen High School, followed by Parktown College where I did business studies. I am the middle child of my parents Joyce Annette Flemmer and Glen Campbell Ransome. My siblings are Suzette and Michelle Ransome. I grew up in our lovely home in Randpark, Randburg. I love the outdoors and was sent on many adventure holidays. I enjoyed the camping, hiking, canoeing and fun these entailed. My parents have been a pillar of support in teaching me how to look after myself, and all the love they have shown me will stand me in good stead for the rest of my life. I attained my Amateur Radio Operator's licence at 14 years old, and enjoyed communicating with other ham radio enthusiasts. I worked as an irrigation manager for 2 years, then received a 2 month contract to do irrigation in Mauritius. Island life was enjoyable, but I was pleased to return to South Africa when the contract was up. I now have my own irrigation business, and hope to grow it in the coming years.

RANSOME, Andrew

Andrew RANSOME | 22 August 1979

ANDREW[2] RANSOME (GLENN[1]) was born on 22 August 1979. He is the son of JOYCE ANNETTE[8] FLEMMER (JOHN 'JACK' SWEET DISTIN[7], JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born on 30 May 1946. She married GLENN CAMPBELL RANSOME. He was born on 23 September 1946. ----- I am Andrew Ransome. I was born in Johannesburg on 22 August 1979. I grew up in Randpark Ridge, Randburg. I attended Randpark Primary School, then Allen Glen High School, followed by Parktown College where I did business studies. I am the middle child of my parents Joyce Annette Flemmer and Glen Campbell Ransome. My siblings are Suzette and Michelle Ransome. I grew up in our lovely home in Randpark, Randburg. I love the outdoors and was sent on many adventure holidays. I enjoyed the camping, hiking, canoeing and fun these entailed. My parents have been a pillar of support in teaching me how to look after myself, and all the love they have shown me will stand me in good stead for the rest of my life. I attained my Amateur Radio Operator's licence at 14 years old, and enjoyed communicating with other ham radio enthusiasts. I worked as an irrigation manager for 2 years, then received a 2 month contract to do irrigation in Mauritius. Island life was enjoyable, but I was pleased to return to South Africa when the contract was up. I now have my own irrigation business, and hope to grow it in the coming years.
JOYCE ANNETTE[8] FLEMMER (JOHN 'JACK' SWEET DISTIN[7], JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) was born on 30 May 1946. She married GLENN RANSOME. He was born on 23 September 1946. ----- PERSONAL HISTORY OF JOYCE ANNETTE FLEMMER BORN 30 MAY 1946 Joyce remembers growing up in Johannesburg. Her earliest memories are of their little house in Troyville. There were lots of friends to play with and she loved her school, and Sunday school. She did not see much of her brothers Ludvig and John as they had busy social lives after work and at weekends. Her sister Joan, who was married, would spend Sundays with Joyce and her parents. She taught Joyce to knit and later to sew. Her visits were eagerly looked forward to. Once she made beautiful crocheted clothes for Joyce's doll. Another time she made a puppet theatre and puppet. It delighted Joyce very much. Her sister Maurine, lived in Durban with her husband. She would write home and enclose notes for Joyce. She would spend holidays with Joyce and her parents. These were really highlights. Joyce would miss her so, when she returned to Durban. Later Joyce and her parents moved to Judith's Paarl, Johannesburg. Brothers Ludvig and John both married at about this time. Later Maurine and her family came to live in Johannesburg. Whenever there was a birthday, there would be a family gathering. Joyce remembers her brother in law Johnny playing his guitar and singing beautiful Italian songs. Later when Joan had a piano, father Jack would play and sing, much to everyone's delight. Jack and Muriel always loved their large family and were loved by them. When Joyce was 11 years old, she and her parents left their lovely house in Judith's Paarl and went to live in Saratoga Avenue Doornfontein. It was to be their home for the next nine years. Joyce attended Barnato Park High School for Girls for two years, then Commercial High School where she matriculated. Her working career started at the United Building Society, where she was a shorthand typist for two years. She felt she wanted more from life than this, so he enrolled at the Johannesburg College of Education to be trained as teacher. The family moved to a house in Melville. After receiving her Transvaal Teacher's Diploma, she obtained a permanent post at Melville Primary School. Her first class were eight year olds, and it was a wonderful year. She met Glen Ransome at a church guild. The Melville house was sold, so Joyce and her parents moved to a flat in Bellavista Estate, west Turffontein. After two years of teaching, Joyce left for London where she worked as a shorthand typist for the Building Centre in Holborn. After four interesting months she went on an Austrian ski tour, then returned home. She resumed her teaching career, this time at Parkview Senior School where she taught English, Biblical studies and Needlework to 11 year olds. She taught here for a year. She then obtained permanent post at Forest Hill Primary School. Here she taught 8 and 9 year olds for four and a half years. Soon after she started teaching at this school Joyce and Glen married. Glen worked in advertising. They lived in a flat in Gillview. After 5 years of marriage they moved to their own home in Randpark Ridge, Randburg. Joyce taught at Northcliff Primary School for a year, then left to have her first child. Suzette was born in 1977 and Andrew in 1979. Joyce found motherhood very fulfilling with never a dull moment. In 1986 Michelle was born. This created a lot of interest for the older children, who loved helping their mother with the new baby. The years flew by and Suzette had a dear baby of her own - Robert

RANSOME, Joyce Annette (nee Flemmer)

Joyce RANSOME | 30 May 1946

JOYCE ANNETTE[8] FLEMMER (JOHN 'JACK' SWEET DISTIN[7], JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) was born on 30 May 1946. She married GLENN RANSOME. He was born on 23 September 1946. ----- PERSONAL HISTORY OF JOYCE ANNETTE FLEMMER BORN 30 MAY 1946 Joyce remembers growing up in Johannesburg. Her earliest memories are of their little house in Troyville. There were lots of friends to play with and she loved her school, and Sunday school. She did not see much of her brothers Ludvig and John as they had busy social lives after work and at weekends. Her sister Joan, who was married, would spend Sundays with Joyce and her parents. She taught Joyce to knit and later to sew. Her visits were eagerly looked forward to. Once she made beautiful crocheted clothes for Joyce's doll. Another time she made a puppet theatre and puppet. It delighted Joyce very much. Her sister Maurine, lived in Durban with her husband. She would write home and enclose notes for Joyce. She would spend holidays with Joyce and her parents. These were really highlights. Joyce would miss her so, when she returned to Durban. Later Joyce and her parents moved to Judith's Paarl, Johannesburg. Brothers Ludvig and John both married at about this time. Later Maurine and her family came to live in Johannesburg. Whenever there was a birthday, there would be a family gathering. Joyce remembers her brother in law Johnny playing his guitar and singing beautiful Italian songs. Later when Joan had a piano, father Jack would play and sing, much to everyone's delight. Jack and Muriel always loved their large family and were loved by them. When Joyce was 11 years old, she and her parents left their lovely house in Judith's Paarl and went to live in Saratoga Avenue Doornfontein. It was to be their home for the next nine years. Joyce attended Barnato Park High School for Girls for two years, then Commercial High School where she matriculated. Her working career started at the United Building Society, where she was a shorthand typist for two years. She felt she wanted more from life than this, so he enrolled at the Johannesburg College of Education to be trained as teacher. The family moved to a house in Melville. After receiving her Transvaal Teacher's Diploma, she obtained a permanent post at Melville Primary School. Her first class were eight year olds, and it was a wonderful year. She met Glen Ransome at a church guild. The Melville house was sold, so Joyce and her parents moved to a flat in Bellavista Estate, west Turffontein. After two years of teaching, Joyce left for London where she worked as a shorthand typist for the Building Centre in Holborn. After four interesting months she went on an Austrian ski tour, then returned home. She resumed her teaching career, this time at Parkview Senior School where she taught English, Biblical studies and Needlework to 11 year olds. She taught here for a year. She then obtained permanent post at Forest Hill Primary School. Here she taught 8 and 9 year olds for four and a half years. Soon after she started teaching at this school Joyce and Glen married. Glen worked in advertising. They lived in a flat in Gillview. After 5 years of marriage they moved to their own home in Randpark Ridge, Randburg. Joyce taught at Northcliff Primary School for a year, then left to have her first child. Suzette was born in 1977 and Andrew in 1979. Joyce found motherhood very fulfilling with never a dull moment. In 1986 Michelle was born. This created a lot of interest for the older children, who loved helping their mother with the new baby. The years flew by and Suzette had a dear baby of her own - Robert
SUZETTE[2] RANSOME (GLENN[1]) was born on 29 March 1977. She is the daughter of JOYCE ANNETTE[8] FLEMMER (JOHN 'JACK' SWEET DISTIN[7], JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born on 30 May 1946. She married GLENN RANSOME. He was born on 23 September 1946. ----- Suzette Ransome, born 29 March 1977. I began work as a Personal Assistant and Secretary after matriculating in 1994. Later moved into Human Resources at a bank. I have lived mostly in Johannesburg. I was in Cape Town for 2 years, but moved back to Johannesburg where I live with my son Robert Ransome born on 27 December 1998. I have International Capital Markets Qualification, Yacht Hand Licence and PADI Advanced Diver Certification. Currently studying towards LLB (Law degree). My interests include scuba diving, gardening, reading, writing, all water sports, travelling.

RANSOME, Suzette

Suzette RANSOME | 29 Mar 1977

SUZETTE[2] RANSOME (GLENN[1]) was born on 29 March 1977. She is the daughter of JOYCE ANNETTE[8] FLEMMER (JOHN 'JACK' SWEET DISTIN[7], JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born on 30 May 1946. She married GLENN RANSOME. He was born on 23 September 1946. ----- Suzette Ransome, born 29 March 1977. I began work as a Personal Assistant and Secretary after matriculating in 1994. Later moved into Human Resources at a bank. I have lived mostly in Johannesburg. I was in Cape Town for 2 years, but moved back to Johannesburg where I live with my son Robert Ransome born on 27 December 1998. I have International Capital Markets Qualification, Yacht Hand Licence and PADI Advanced Diver Certification. Currently studying towards LLB (Law degree). My interests include scuba diving, gardening, reading, writing, all water sports, travelling.
ANN MARIE[2] HODGSON (THOMAS ACKROYD[1]) was born on 15 April 1925. She married PAUL EDWARD RICHARDS. Ann is the daughter of CONSTANCE ELOISE[6] FLEMMER (HANS CHRISTIAN[5], CHRISTIAN AUGUST[4]) who was born on 9 March 1888 and died on 29 August 1939 in Yeoville, Johannesburg, South Africa. She married (1) CHARLES JOSEPH DOUGLAS BROTHERS, son of CHARLES BROTHERS and ALICE JACKERN. He was born in June 1880 in London, England and died on 14 September 1913 in Yeoville, Johannesburg, South Africa. She married (2) THOMAS ACKROYD HODGSON born c 1889 in Newcastle, Natal, South Africa married on 16 September 1916 in St Mary's, Johannesburg, South Africa. Died in Johannesburg, South Africa in 1965. ----- Ann was born on East London on 15 April 1925, after her father was transferred there with Standard Bank. Her primary school was Yeoville Convent in Johannesburg and then she went to St Mary’s. After leaving school she worked for the Canadian Government. She married Paul Edward Richards (better known as Bill) in 1945 after he had come back from the war. He was a Richards of well-known furniture chain Geen & Richards. When ‘Bill’ sold his shares in Geen & Richards he opened Paul Richards & Sons a company specialising in luxury furnishings and Ann did a lot of interior decorating. When Paul Richards & Sons closed she worked for Rivonia Estates and then 5th Avenue Properties. ‘Bill’ died in 1997 and she went to live with her daughter Maree. Ann has been of invaluable help with this history, having a keen sense of family, wonderful hospitality and a wonderful collection of old photos. Estates and then 5th Avenue Properties. ‘Bill’ died in 1997 and she went to live with her daughter Maree. Ann has been of invaluable help with this history, having a keen sense of family, wonderful hospitality and a wonderful collection of old photos. Written March 2004 ----------------------------- I was born on East London on 15th April 1925. I married Paul Edward Richards (better known as Bill) in 1945. At the age of 4 I came to Johannesburg. I went to Yeoville Convent in primary school and then to St Mary's. When I left school I worked for the Canadian Government. I was married at 20 and had Maree at 21. When my husband sold his shares in Geen & Richards he opened Paul Richards & Sons. I then did quite a bit of interior decorating. We also were part of the first 12 people to open the Organic Market at the Michael Mount School, Bryanston. When Paul Richards & Sons was closed I worked for Rivonia Estates and then 5th Avenue Properties. I retired 3 years ago. My husband died in 1997 and I then went to live with my daughter Maree. We spend most of our time looking after Ben my great great grandson - quite a handful.

RICHARDS, Ann Marie (nee Hodgson)

Ann Marie RICHARDS | 15 Apr 1925

ANN MARIE[2] HODGSON (THOMAS ACKROYD[1]) was born on 15 April 1925. She married PAUL EDWARD RICHARDS. Ann is the daughter of CONSTANCE ELOISE[6] FLEMMER (HANS CHRISTIAN[5], CHRISTIAN AUGUST[4]) who was born on 9 March 1888 and died on 29 August 1939 in Yeoville, Johannesburg, South Africa. She married (1) CHARLES JOSEPH DOUGLAS BROTHERS, son of CHARLES BROTHERS and ALICE JACKERN. He was born in June 1880 in London, England and died on 14 September 1913 in Yeoville, Johannesburg, South Africa. She married (2) THOMAS ACKROYD HODGSON born c 1889 in Newcastle, Natal, South Africa married on 16 September 1916 in St Mary's, Johannesburg, South Africa. Died in Johannesburg, South Africa in 1965. ----- Ann was born on East London on 15 April 1925, after her father was transferred there with Standard Bank. Her primary school was Yeoville Convent in Johannesburg and then she went to St Mary’s. After leaving school she worked for the Canadian Government. She married Paul Edward Richards (better known as Bill) in 1945 after he had come back from the war. He was a Richards of well-known furniture chain Geen & Richards. When ‘Bill’ sold his shares in Geen & Richards he opened Paul Richards & Sons a company specialising in luxury furnishings and Ann did a lot of interior decorating. When Paul Richards & Sons closed she worked for Rivonia Estates and then 5th Avenue Properties. ‘Bill’ died in 1997 and she went to live with her daughter Maree. Ann has been of invaluable help with this history, having a keen sense of family, wonderful hospitality and a wonderful collection of old photos. Estates and then 5th Avenue Properties. ‘Bill’ died in 1997 and she went to live with her daughter Maree. Ann has been of invaluable help with this history, having a keen sense of family, wonderful hospitality and a wonderful collection of old photos. Written March 2004 ----------------------------- I was born on East London on 15th April 1925. I married Paul Edward Richards (better known as Bill) in 1945. At the age of 4 I came to Johannesburg. I went to Yeoville Convent in primary school and then to St Mary's. When I left school I worked for the Canadian Government. I was married at 20 and had Maree at 21. When my husband sold his shares in Geen & Richards he opened Paul Richards & Sons. I then did quite a bit of interior decorating. We also were part of the first 12 people to open the Organic Market at the Michael Mount School, Bryanston. When Paul Richards & Sons was closed I worked for Rivonia Estates and then 5th Avenue Properties. I retired 3 years ago. My husband died in 1997 and I then went to live with my daughter Maree. We spend most of our time looking after Ben my great great grandson - quite a handful.
LESLEY COMPTON[2] LANCASTER (ARTHUR COMPTON[1]) was born on 24 January 1947. She married CECIL ALFRED ROSE on 21 June 1969 in All Saints, Plumstead, Cape Town, South Africa. She is the granddaughter of WILHELMINA AUGUSTA[6] FLEMMER (HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) born on 2 March 1874 in Steynsburg, South Africa. She married (1) CHARLES BRIGHTSON CALEY. She married (2) HERMAN VERMAAK on 13 November 1899 in Steynsburg, South Africa, son of HERMANUS VERMAAK and CHRISTINA HOLTZHAUSEN. He was born on 29 April 1864 in Uitenhage, Cape Colony, South Africa and died on 18 October 1918 in Central Hotel, Dewetsdorp, South Africa. ----- And family: Lesley Jean Compton Lancaster Married Cecil Alfred Rose on 21st June 1969 at the All Saints Church, Plumstead Gail Elizabeth Rose b 15th March 1972 in Bellville South Africa - Married Mohammed Shakeel Khan on 8th August 1998 Alison Margaret Rose b 27th May 1975 in Bellville South Africa - Married Gareth Neil Leybourne on 25th October 1997 LESLEY Attended Wynberg Girls High School until the end of St 8 (Grade 10) and finished her studies at the Cape Commercial High School in 1963. Worked for the Cape Town City Council until Gail was born. Returned to part-time work once the girls were older and managed the Durbanville Squash Club for a short period before becoming Secretary for Western Province Women's Squash Association until its integration with the men's association. Lesley was Secretary to the SA Road Federation for eight year and then decided to "retire" at the end of June 2000. CECIL Born 8th February 1946 in Cape Town. Matriculated at St George's Grammer School in Cape Town in 1962. Studied to be a civil engineer and graduated from University of Cape Town with his B. Sc (Eng.) at the end of 1967. Cecil began his career in the Provincial Roads Department in Cape Town. He later studied further at the University of California. Berkeley (USA) and graduated with a Master of Science Degree in Transportation Engineering in June 1983. (The whole family spent a year in USA from August 1982- June 1983) in 1988 he resigned and joined Kantey & Templer, a firm of Consulting Engineers, where he became a partner/director. He took over as Managing Director in March 2001. Cecil did his military training in the Navy from July 1968 - June 1969. He continued to do voluntary service at SAS Unitie Naval Base in Cape Town harbour. He was Officer Commanding of the SAS Unitie in 1987 -1991. He transferred to the Active Reserve in 1997 with the rank of Captain. GAIL Matriculated from Fairmont High School, Durbanville in 1989 and graduated from the University of Cape Town with a B.Soc(Sc) degree in 1992. Gail moved to the UK in 1995 and is Personnel Manager for Young & Co's Brewery PLC, Wandsworth, London. She lectures part time in Personnel Management on the Chartered Institute of Personnel & Development programme at Kingston College. Gail resides in Wimbledon with her husband, Shakeel. ALISON Matriculated from Fairmont High School, Durbanville in 1993 and graduated from the University of Cape Town with a B.Soc(Sc) degree in 1996. She works in Durbanville for Wallace Trust in a secretarial position. Alison and Gareth reside in Goedemoed, Durbanville.

ROSE, Lesley Compton (nee Lancaster)

Lesley ROSE | 24 Jan 1947

LESLEY COMPTON[2] LANCASTER (ARTHUR COMPTON[1]) was born on 24 January 1947. She married CECIL ALFRED ROSE on 21 June 1969 in All Saints, Plumstead, Cape Town, South Africa. She is the granddaughter of WILHELMINA AUGUSTA[6] FLEMMER (HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) born on 2 March 1874 in Steynsburg, South Africa. She married (1) CHARLES BRIGHTSON CALEY. She married (2) HERMAN VERMAAK on 13 November 1899 in Steynsburg, South Africa, son of HERMANUS VERMAAK and CHRISTINA HOLTZHAUSEN. He was born on 29 April 1864 in Uitenhage, Cape Colony, South Africa and died on 18 October 1918 in Central Hotel, Dewetsdorp, South Africa. ----- And family: Lesley Jean Compton Lancaster Married Cecil Alfred Rose on 21st June 1969 at the All Saints Church, Plumstead Gail Elizabeth Rose b 15th March 1972 in Bellville South Africa - Married Mohammed Shakeel Khan on 8th August 1998 Alison Margaret Rose b 27th May 1975 in Bellville South Africa - Married Gareth Neil Leybourne on 25th October 1997 LESLEY Attended Wynberg Girls High School until the end of St 8 (Grade 10) and finished her studies at the Cape Commercial High School in 1963. Worked for the Cape Town City Council until Gail was born. Returned to part-time work once the girls were older and managed the Durbanville Squash Club for a short period before becoming Secretary for Western Province Women's Squash Association until its integration with the men's association. Lesley was Secretary to the SA Road Federation for eight year and then decided to "retire" at the end of June 2000. CECIL Born 8th February 1946 in Cape Town. Matriculated at St George's Grammer School in Cape Town in 1962. Studied to be a civil engineer and graduated from University of Cape Town with his B. Sc (Eng.) at the end of 1967. Cecil began his career in the Provincial Roads Department in Cape Town. He later studied further at the University of California. Berkeley (USA) and graduated with a Master of Science Degree in Transportation Engineering in June 1983. (The whole family spent a year in USA from August 1982- June 1983) in 1988 he resigned and joined Kantey & Templer, a firm of Consulting Engineers, where he became a partner/director. He took over as Managing Director in March 2001. Cecil did his military training in the Navy from July 1968 - June 1969. He continued to do voluntary service at SAS Unitie Naval Base in Cape Town harbour. He was Officer Commanding of the SAS Unitie in 1987 -1991. He transferred to the Active Reserve in 1997 with the rank of Captain. GAIL Matriculated from Fairmont High School, Durbanville in 1989 and graduated from the University of Cape Town with a B.Soc(Sc) degree in 1992. Gail moved to the UK in 1995 and is Personnel Manager for Young & Co's Brewery PLC, Wandsworth, London. She lectures part time in Personnel Management on the Chartered Institute of Personnel & Development programme at Kingston College. Gail resides in Wimbledon with her husband, Shakeel. ALISON Matriculated from Fairmont High School, Durbanville in 1993 and graduated from the University of Cape Town with a B.Soc(Sc) degree in 1996. She works in Durbanville for Wallace Trust in a secretarial position. Alison and Gareth reside in Goedemoed, Durbanville.
GRAHAM COLE[3] ROUS (JAMES COLE[2], JAMES COOPER[1]) was born on 30 October 1905 in Riverside, Transvaal, South Africa and died on 24 January 1981 in Stradbroke Farm, Middelburg, South Africa. He married JOAN BEDFORD VISSER. She was born on 29 March 1910 in Middelburg, South Africa and died on 21 August 1997 in Middelburg, South Africa. Graham was the son of ANNA LOUISE[6] FLEMMER (CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) and was born on 28 January 1874 in Cradock, South Africa and died on 22 February 1941 in Frances Street, Observatory, Johannesburg, South Africa. Anna Louise married JAMES COLE ROUS on 26 March 1902 in the DRC, Cradock, South Africa, son of JAMES ROUS and ALIXA COLE. He was born on 25 April 1874 in Pretoria, South Africa and died on 9 May 1931 in Middelburg, South Africa. ----- Graham Rous was born one of a twin (Leslie) on 30 October 1905 in the Transvaal, on a farm called Riverside, Witbank, to Anna Louise Flemmer and James Cole Rous (Jim). Graham failed matric and went to farm on Stradbroke, while Leslie went to Grootfontein Agricultural College to study farming. Graham often said he grew up with curses, cuffs and kicks and that though he had great respect for his father there was no real sense of love. His father was known to be quick tempered and irritable but was a self made man with a great sense of integrity. Graham met Joan Bedford Visser (born 29 March 1910), whose father was Chairman of the United Party, during the 1929 General Elections. Joan was the daughter of Elizabeth Gertbrechter Christina Bedford (born 25 August 1877, married 1897, died 1969) and Johnny Visser (born 17 July 1873, died 1947) who farmed at Middlewater. Later that year she sailed for England to study Physical Education at Dartfied. During that time she recalls getting two to three letters a year from Graham as well as a telegram she received on her return to South Africa welcoming her home. Three weeks after her return on the 30th of August 1932 Graham proposed to her at the top of number eight camp on Stradbroke farm. Joan had never considered herself “marriage material” as she was deaf. When he proposed she reminded him that her deafness would only get worse. He said he would help her with her deafness if she would help him with his irritability and quick temper! Joan says they stuck to their bargain throughout their married life and he never got irritated with her and her inability to hear. She said that he became particularly irritable after he developed heart problems in 1951 but after he gave his life to Christ in 1975 he was no longer as quick tempered and seemed to soften visibly. In the same year the national road was built through Witkraansnek (1939) requiring 900 workers, it was also the year Graham signed up and joined the war and Hannah came to the farm to help Joan. Joan ran the farm spending most of her time on horseback with Jolyon on the front of her saddle. She recalls how they made their own soap using burnt asboss as lye, mixing this with fat and pouring it into cups to form cakes of soap. She also made their own coffee, eiderdowns, raisins and dried fruit, vinegar and candles. She would slaughter a pig and smoke it up near the fountain thus ensuring they had bacon, hams and sausages. Hanneport and Walton cross grapes were grown, harvested, dipped in caustic soda to crack the skins and then placed on wire racks to dry. Once dry they were washed before being packed away as raisins. Graham fought with the DMR and obtained the rank of Sergeant. He was involved in the Battle of El Alamein and loved to tell of the many incidents up North. One legacy he did leave was that of storytelling. To this day his Grandchildren and Great-Grandchildren have copies of the letters and stories he wrote while in the desert, the most loved of all being “Squat John”. Joan had written to Senator Conroy and asked for Graham to be returned to South Africa as he had a family of 3 and an enormous farm to run. One afternoon while reading to the story of Professor Flusterwuffel to Jolyon, he asked, “Mommy, you say Jesus looks after us and can do anything”. “Yes”, answered Joan. “Then can’t he send my daddy home?” He jumped off the bed, put his hands together and prayed “Please God send my daddy home”. Three weeks later Joan got a letter to say Graham’s discharge papers had gone through. He returned on New Years Day 1943 and was met by Joan and the children at Tafelberg Station. The staff all dressed up and stood to shake Graham’s hand when he arrived on the farm. He greeted them and simply started handing out one pound. Joan says she was so shocked and wanted to join the end of the queue with hands open wide. Joan recalls that Graham was very irresponsible with money during the first few months; he could not apply himself and would go up to the fountain with quarts of bear and drink with the staff and talk about the war while she continued to run the farm. (Today we would say he had severe post traumatic stress syndrome). He gradually settled down and became involved with the staff and the farm and also helped other farmer’s wives with their farming. Of the men that went North Graham and Charles Trollop were the only ones to come back early, the other 61 that survived the war were all Prisoners of War. In 1951 while in Port Elizabeth selling wool Graham complained of indigestion nausea and vomiting and went to see Dr Finnermore. He was admitted immediately to St. Joseph’s Hospital for a heart condition and was hospitalised for two months, not even being allowed to turn the pages of a book! His dear pipe was also taken away: “He must never even see one of there again,” he was told by the doctor. Joan had to go back to Stradbroke alone and Don, who was then 18, came back to farm. After that Graham’s health was never the same. Every two years he seems to suffer a coronary and had one major heart attack and 8 minors ones in varying degrees of severity between 1951 and 1968 when Joan began feeding him raw onion and apricot kernels (that us grandchildren spend many a holiday picking up and shelling I might add!) Graham was also a successful sheep farmer and took part in many shows. His most successful ram was Ben who won many a prize. He was also passionate about sheepdogs and had sheepdogs all his life. His favourite was Molly whom he had when he farmed Bonnevale, an 8000 morgen farm. It was so large that he had to ride everywhere and so trained Molly to stand on the horses back braced against his back, and this is how the two of them farmed. This ensured that she was fresh and her feet were not sore and tired when he needed her to round up the sheep. In 1961 Graham, Billy Kingwill, Con and Chippa Kingwill set up the Sheepdog Association of South Africa. They hosted the first trials in 1963 and Mr. McIntyre from Australia judged these. Graham judged with him but when McIntyre took ill Graham had to finish the judging alone. After this was considered a senior judge and judged many trials. Joan also got her judges ticket and judged with him on many occasion, later judging the Provinces of the Eastern and Western Cape and various clubs on her own, since he was often ill. Graham dreaded dying and prayed that God would take him quickly and quietly. On 24 January 1981 Graham got up as usual at 5 a.m. Just as the sun would touch the kranses of Tafelberg Mountain he would go up to the milking shed to meet the staff and see that they were organised, then would come home for a cup of coffee and breakfast with Joan. That particular morning Joan fell asleep after he had gone and woke up with him crawling into bed with her. “We are always in a hurry”’ he said. “We must make more time to be together.” They got up and went to have coffee and their quiet time and Bible reading in the sunroom. He prayed “Lord you’ve left us with so many mysteries, so much I want to know that you haven’t told us”. As he pulled Joan up out of the chair she said to him “If we knew everything there would be no need for faith” and they both laughed. They looked at each other through their bifocals and Graham said “Isn’t it bloody to get old. I think you are the most dependable person I have ever known”. He then walked up to check the separator at the milking sheds. The staff say he came in and said “Wie is dit? Dit is nie een van osn volk nie. Help my Piet” and fell back into Piet’s arms. Stuurman then sent for Joan and held him. When Joan got there he was unconscious and she started to massage his heart when she suddenly remembered his prayer to be taken quickly and quietly. She stopped and simply held him in her arms until he had died. Graham once said, “When I die one day I don’t want to be exalted from the pulpit. Give God the glory”. At the funeral Adrian Green, the minister, recalled him as being a man of integrity who showed the same face to everybody. In his will he stated “Regarding my burial place, I want to stay on Stradbroke and choose Meerkatvlak Camp. The site at the foot of the koppies overlooking the Red Land. I have shown some of the place. No high class tombstone, just an upright 'Ysterklip' please”. He was buried on Stradbroke on Meerkatvlaktes overlooking the expanse of rooigrass with a large ysterklip as a headstone, just as he had requested. Joan left the farm later that year and lived in Middelberg until her death on 21 August 1997. She is buried alongside him amongst the Karoo bushes, rooigras and ysterklip that they both loved so much.

ROUS, Graham Cole

Graham ROUS | 30 October 1905 - 24 January 1981

GRAHAM COLE[3] ROUS (JAMES COLE[2], JAMES COOPER[1]) was born on 30 October 1905 in Riverside, Transvaal, South Africa and died on 24 January 1981 in Stradbroke Farm, Middelburg, South Africa. He married JOAN BEDFORD VISSER. She was born on 29 March 1910 in Middelburg, South Africa and died on 21 August 1997 in Middelburg, South Africa. Graham was the son of ANNA LOUISE[6] FLEMMER (CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) and was born on 28 January 1874 in Cradock, South Africa and died on 22 February 1941 in Frances Street, Observatory, Johannesburg, South Africa. Anna Louise married JAMES COLE ROUS on 26 March 1902 in the DRC, Cradock, South Africa, son of JAMES ROUS and ALIXA COLE. He was born on 25 April 1874 in Pretoria, South Africa and died on 9 May 1931 in Middelburg, South Africa. ----- Graham Rous was born one of a twin (Leslie) on 30 October 1905 in the Transvaal, on a farm called Riverside, Witbank, to Anna Louise Flemmer and James Cole Rous (Jim). Graham failed matric and went to farm on Stradbroke, while Leslie went to Grootfontein Agricultural College to study farming. Graham often said he grew up with curses, cuffs and kicks and that though he had great respect for his father there was no real sense of love. His father was known to be quick tempered and irritable but was a self made man with a great sense of integrity. Graham met Joan Bedford Visser (born 29 March 1910), whose father was Chairman of the United Party, during the 1929 General Elections. Joan was the daughter of Elizabeth Gertbrechter Christina Bedford (born 25 August 1877, married 1897, died 1969) and Johnny Visser (born 17 July 1873, died 1947) who farmed at Middlewater. Later that year she sailed for England to study Physical Education at Dartfied. During that time she recalls getting two to three letters a year from Graham as well as a telegram she received on her return to South Africa welcoming her home. Three weeks after her return on the 30th of August 1932 Graham proposed to her at the top of number eight camp on Stradbroke farm. Joan had never considered herself “marriage material” as she was deaf. When he proposed she reminded him that her deafness would only get worse. He said he would help her with her deafness if she would help him with his irritability and quick temper! Joan says they stuck to their bargain throughout their married life and he never got irritated with her and her inability to hear. She said that he became particularly irritable after he developed heart problems in 1951 but after he gave his life to Christ in 1975 he was no longer as quick tempered and seemed to soften visibly. In the same year the national road was built through Witkraansnek (1939) requiring 900 workers, it was also the year Graham signed up and joined the war and Hannah came to the farm to help Joan. Joan ran the farm spending most of her time on horseback with Jolyon on the front of her saddle. She recalls how they made their own soap using burnt asboss as lye, mixing this with fat and pouring it into cups to form cakes of soap. She also made their own coffee, eiderdowns, raisins and dried fruit, vinegar and candles. She would slaughter a pig and smoke it up near the fountain thus ensuring they had bacon, hams and sausages. Hanneport and Walton cross grapes were grown, harvested, dipped in caustic soda to crack the skins and then placed on wire racks to dry. Once dry they were washed before being packed away as raisins. Graham fought with the DMR and obtained the rank of Sergeant. He was involved in the Battle of El Alamein and loved to tell of the many incidents up North. One legacy he did leave was that of storytelling. To this day his Grandchildren and Great-Grandchildren have copies of the letters and stories he wrote while in the desert, the most loved of all being “Squat John”. Joan had written to Senator Conroy and asked for Graham to be returned to South Africa as he had a family of 3 and an enormous farm to run. One afternoon while reading to the story of Professor Flusterwuffel to Jolyon, he asked, “Mommy, you say Jesus looks after us and can do anything”. “Yes”, answered Joan. “Then can’t he send my daddy home?” He jumped off the bed, put his hands together and prayed “Please God send my daddy home”. Three weeks later Joan got a letter to say Graham’s discharge papers had gone through. He returned on New Years Day 1943 and was met by Joan and the children at Tafelberg Station. The staff all dressed up and stood to shake Graham’s hand when he arrived on the farm. He greeted them and simply started handing out one pound. Joan says she was so shocked and wanted to join the end of the queue with hands open wide. Joan recalls that Graham was very irresponsible with money during the first few months; he could not apply himself and would go up to the fountain with quarts of bear and drink with the staff and talk about the war while she continued to run the farm. (Today we would say he had severe post traumatic stress syndrome). He gradually settled down and became involved with the staff and the farm and also helped other farmer’s wives with their farming. Of the men that went North Graham and Charles Trollop were the only ones to come back early, the other 61 that survived the war were all Prisoners of War. In 1951 while in Port Elizabeth selling wool Graham complained of indigestion nausea and vomiting and went to see Dr Finnermore. He was admitted immediately to St. Joseph’s Hospital for a heart condition and was hospitalised for two months, not even being allowed to turn the pages of a book! His dear pipe was also taken away: “He must never even see one of there again,” he was told by the doctor. Joan had to go back to Stradbroke alone and Don, who was then 18, came back to farm. After that Graham’s health was never the same. Every two years he seems to suffer a coronary and had one major heart attack and 8 minors ones in varying degrees of severity between 1951 and 1968 when Joan began feeding him raw onion and apricot kernels (that us grandchildren spend many a holiday picking up and shelling I might add!) Graham was also a successful sheep farmer and took part in many shows. His most successful ram was Ben who won many a prize. He was also passionate about sheepdogs and had sheepdogs all his life. His favourite was Molly whom he had when he farmed Bonnevale, an 8000 morgen farm. It was so large that he had to ride everywhere and so trained Molly to stand on the horses back braced against his back, and this is how the two of them farmed. This ensured that she was fresh and her feet were not sore and tired when he needed her to round up the sheep. In 1961 Graham, Billy Kingwill, Con and Chippa Kingwill set up the Sheepdog Association of South Africa. They hosted the first trials in 1963 and Mr. McIntyre from Australia judged these. Graham judged with him but when McIntyre took ill Graham had to finish the judging alone. After this was considered a senior judge and judged many trials. Joan also got her judges ticket and judged with him on many occasion, later judging the Provinces of the Eastern and Western Cape and various clubs on her own, since he was often ill. Graham dreaded dying and prayed that God would take him quickly and quietly. On 24 January 1981 Graham got up as usual at 5 a.m. Just as the sun would touch the kranses of Tafelberg Mountain he would go up to the milking shed to meet the staff and see that they were organised, then would come home for a cup of coffee and breakfast with Joan. That particular morning Joan fell asleep after he had gone and woke up with him crawling into bed with her. “We are always in a hurry”’ he said. “We must make more time to be together.” They got up and went to have coffee and their quiet time and Bible reading in the sunroom. He prayed “Lord you’ve left us with so many mysteries, so much I want to know that you haven’t told us”. As he pulled Joan up out of the chair she said to him “If we knew everything there would be no need for faith” and they both laughed. They looked at each other through their bifocals and Graham said “Isn’t it bloody to get old. I think you are the most dependable person I have ever known”. He then walked up to check the separator at the milking sheds. The staff say he came in and said “Wie is dit? Dit is nie een van osn volk nie. Help my Piet” and fell back into Piet’s arms. Stuurman then sent for Joan and held him. When Joan got there he was unconscious and she started to massage his heart when she suddenly remembered his prayer to be taken quickly and quietly. She stopped and simply held him in her arms until he had died. Graham once said, “When I die one day I don’t want to be exalted from the pulpit. Give God the glory”. At the funeral Adrian Green, the minister, recalled him as being a man of integrity who showed the same face to everybody. In his will he stated “Regarding my burial place, I want to stay on Stradbroke and choose Meerkatvlak Camp. The site at the foot of the koppies overlooking the Red Land. I have shown some of the place. No high class tombstone, just an upright 'Ysterklip' please”. He was buried on Stradbroke on Meerkatvlaktes overlooking the expanse of rooigrass with a large ysterklip as a headstone, just as he had requested. Joan left the farm later that year and lived in Middelberg until her death on 21 August 1997. She is buried alongside him amongst the Karoo bushes, rooigras and ysterklip that they both loved so much.
LAZELLE COLE5 ROUS (MICHAEL-JON COLE[4], GRAHAM COLE[3], JAMES COLE[2], JAMES COOPER[1]) was born on 19 June 1967 in the Mater Dei Hospital, East London, South Africa. She is the great great grandaughter of ANNA LOUISE[6] FLEMMER (CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born on 28 January 1874 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa and died on 22 February 1941 in Frances Street, Observatory, Johannesburg, South Africa. Anna married JAMES COLE ROUS on 26 March 1902 in the DRC, Cradock, South Africa, son of JAMES ROUS and ALIXA COLE. He was born on 25 April 1874 in Pretoria, South Africa and died on 9 May 1931 in Middelburg, South Africa. ----- LAZELLE ROUS also known as Zellie to close family (especially her 5 year old nephew Bradley), is the middle child born to Michael-Jon Cole Rous and Rosemary Pringle (nee Russell) on a Monday morning the 19th of June 1967 at the Mater Dei Hospital in East London. She missed her father's birthday by 4½ hours. Michael-Jon was a Dorper sheep farmer in the Middleburg District where Lazelle, her brother Russell and sister Sherry had a wonderful childhood. At the age of 6 - 1973 - she started her schooling in a "Mobile Village" known as Midshaft, which was especially constructed for the building of the Orange Fish River Tunnel. This was a 5 year project and Michael-Jon (also known as Don) worked as a welder to earn extra money. The family were living in a furnished farmhouse in the area during that time. During that year the family moved back to their sheep farm. Lazelle continued her "Sub A" year at Karel Theron Primary School in Middleburg until Std 2. From Std 3 - Std 6 Lazelle attended a Boarding School known as Union High in Graaff-Reinet. From Std 7 her mother chose to send Lazelle and her brother and sister to Schools in Grahamstown and she attended school at Victoria Girls High School which was her mother Rosemary's old school until Matric. She matriculated in 1986. In 1987 she did a secretarial course at the Grahamstown Technical College. Thereafter in 1988 Lazelle decided to follow in her Aunty Lizanne's footsteps and attended Rosebank Bible College in Johannesburg. After a year at the Bible College she started her working career as a PA and worked at various Companies. Lazelle was very involved with outreach to children and children's ministries in Johannesburg for the following ten years. Her happiest time of working was as a Personal Assistant to the National Transport Manager of Premier Food Industries. She was with the company for 6 years and gained a vast knowledge of the Transport Industry. In 2003 Lazelle moved back to the Eastern Cape and the Town of her birth. She now resides in East London in a seaside cottage at Quinera Lagoon Estate. She is now working for a Clearing and Forwarding Company based at Daimler Chrysler handling the importation and clearing of vehicles and parts imported from various countries.

ROUS, Lazelle Cole

Lazelle 'Zellie' ROUS | 19 June 1967

LAZELLE COLE5 ROUS (MICHAEL-JON COLE[4], GRAHAM COLE[3], JAMES COLE[2], JAMES COOPER[1]) was born on 19 June 1967 in the Mater Dei Hospital, East London, South Africa. She is the great great grandaughter of ANNA LOUISE[6] FLEMMER (CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born on 28 January 1874 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa and died on 22 February 1941 in Frances Street, Observatory, Johannesburg, South Africa. Anna married JAMES COLE ROUS on 26 March 1902 in the DRC, Cradock, South Africa, son of JAMES ROUS and ALIXA COLE. He was born on 25 April 1874 in Pretoria, South Africa and died on 9 May 1931 in Middelburg, South Africa. ----- LAZELLE ROUS also known as Zellie to close family (especially her 5 year old nephew Bradley), is the middle child born to Michael-Jon Cole Rous and Rosemary Pringle (nee Russell) on a Monday morning the 19th of June 1967 at the Mater Dei Hospital in East London. She missed her father's birthday by 4½ hours. Michael-Jon was a Dorper sheep farmer in the Middleburg District where Lazelle, her brother Russell and sister Sherry had a wonderful childhood. At the age of 6 - 1973 - she started her schooling in a "Mobile Village" known as Midshaft, which was especially constructed for the building of the Orange Fish River Tunnel. This was a 5 year project and Michael-Jon (also known as Don) worked as a welder to earn extra money. The family were living in a furnished farmhouse in the area during that time. During that year the family moved back to their sheep farm. Lazelle continued her "Sub A" year at Karel Theron Primary School in Middleburg until Std 2. From Std 3 - Std 6 Lazelle attended a Boarding School known as Union High in Graaff-Reinet. From Std 7 her mother chose to send Lazelle and her brother and sister to Schools in Grahamstown and she attended school at Victoria Girls High School which was her mother Rosemary's old school until Matric. She matriculated in 1986. In 1987 she did a secretarial course at the Grahamstown Technical College. Thereafter in 1988 Lazelle decided to follow in her Aunty Lizanne's footsteps and attended Rosebank Bible College in Johannesburg. After a year at the Bible College she started her working career as a PA and worked at various Companies. Lazelle was very involved with outreach to children and children's ministries in Johannesburg for the following ten years. Her happiest time of working was as a Personal Assistant to the National Transport Manager of Premier Food Industries. She was with the company for 6 years and gained a vast knowledge of the Transport Industry. In 2003 Lazelle moved back to the Eastern Cape and the Town of her birth. She now resides in East London in a seaside cottage at Quinera Lagoon Estate. She is now working for a Clearing and Forwarding Company based at Daimler Chrysler handling the importation and clearing of vehicles and parts imported from various countries.
RUSSELL COLE[5] ROUS (MICHAEL-JON 'DON' COLE[4], GRAHAM COLE[3], JAMES COLE[2], JAMES COOPER[1]) was born on 7 June 1966 in Mater Dei Hospital, East London, South Africa. He married JANET ELIZABETH TYSON on 29 May 1993 in Grahamstown, South Africa. She was born on 11 June 1969. Russell is the great grandson of ANNA LOUISE[6] FLEMMER (CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) who was born on 28 January 1874 in Cradock, South Africa and died on 22 February 1941 in Frances Street, Observatory, Johannesburg, South Africa. She married JAMES COLE ROUS on 26 March 1902 in the DRC, Cradock, South Africa, son of JAMES ROUS and ALIXA COLE. He was born on 25 April 1874 in Pretoria, South Africa and died on 9 May 1931 in Middelburg, South Africa. ----- Russell was born on 7 June 1966 at the Mater Dei Hospital in East London. The eldest son of Don and Rosemary Rous (nee Russell)
He started school at Midshaft in 1972. Midshaft was between Steynsberg and the Garip Dam but is no longer there. In 1973 the family moved back to Welvenpas (The Farm) near Middelburg where Russell attended Karel Theron Primary School.  In 1976 he moved to Union High School in Graaff Reinet and was there from 1976 to 1981 at which time he and his two sisters ( Lazelle and Sheradene) moved to new schools in Grahamstown Russell to Graeme College his sisters to Victoria Girls High School.
Russell was at Graeme College from 1982 to 1984 in which year he matriculated and where he played first team rugby in 1983 & 1984 receiving his school colours.
In 1985 Russell started his compulsory two year military service at the SA Intelligence School in Kimberly. He finished his first year of military service with the rank of 1st lieutenant after which he spent a year in the North of Namibia then known as South West Africa at a little place known as Oshakati which is about 100 km north of the Etosha Pan. A very interesting but fruitless year was spent traveling around the Northern border of Namibia. In 1987 Russell started a three year Marketing and Sales diploma at the Port Elizabeth Technicon. In 1990 he started work at Corobrik in Port Elizabeth as a sales representative. At the end of 1996 he resigned and moved to East London in order to venture out on his own and together with a partner (Derick Conlon) he started a company called Profile Brick and Tile. In 1994 Russell married Janet Tyson, and in 1999 they adopted their first child a daughter called Verne Rosemary Rous. In 2000 they adopted their second daughter Sarah Elizabeth Rous and in 2003 they adopted their son Cole Tye Rous.

ROUS, Russell Cole

Russell ROUS | 7 June 1966

RUSSELL COLE[5] ROUS (MICHAEL-JON 'DON' COLE[4], GRAHAM COLE[3], JAMES COLE[2], JAMES COOPER[1]) was born on 7 June 1966 in Mater Dei Hospital, East London, South Africa. He married JANET ELIZABETH TYSON on 29 May 1993 in Grahamstown, South Africa. She was born on 11 June 1969. Russell is the great grandson of ANNA LOUISE[6] FLEMMER (CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) who was born on 28 January 1874 in Cradock, South Africa and died on 22 February 1941 in Frances Street, Observatory, Johannesburg, South Africa. She married JAMES COLE ROUS on 26 March 1902 in the DRC, Cradock, South Africa, son of JAMES ROUS and ALIXA COLE. He was born on 25 April 1874 in Pretoria, South Africa and died on 9 May 1931 in Middelburg, South Africa. ----- Russell was born on 7 June 1966 at the Mater Dei Hospital in East London. The eldest son of Don and Rosemary Rous (nee Russell)
He started school at Midshaft in 1972. Midshaft was between Steynsberg and the Garip Dam but is no longer there. In 1973 the family moved back to Welvenpas (The Farm) near Middelburg where Russell attended Karel Theron Primary School.  In 1976 he moved to Union High School in Graaff Reinet and was there from 1976 to 1981 at which time he and his two sisters ( Lazelle and Sheradene) moved to new schools in Grahamstown Russell to Graeme College his sisters to Victoria Girls High School.
Russell was at Graeme College from 1982 to 1984 in which year he matriculated and where he played first team rugby in 1983 & 1984 receiving his school colours.
In 1985 Russell started his compulsory two year military service at the SA Intelligence School in Kimberly. He finished his first year of military service with the rank of 1st lieutenant after which he spent a year in the North of Namibia then known as South West Africa at a little place known as Oshakati which is about 100 km north of the Etosha Pan. A very interesting but fruitless year was spent traveling around the Northern border of Namibia. In 1987 Russell started a three year Marketing and Sales diploma at the Port Elizabeth Technicon. In 1990 he started work at Corobrik in Port Elizabeth as a sales representative. At the end of 1996 he resigned and moved to East London in order to venture out on his own and together with a partner (Derick Conlon) he started a company called Profile Brick and Tile. In 1994 Russell married Janet Tyson, and in 1999 they adopted their first child a daughter called Verne Rosemary Rous. In 2000 they adopted their second daughter Sarah Elizabeth Rous and in 2003 they adopted their son Cole Tye Rous.
ANGELA[9] ANN FLEMMER was born on 22 August 1978 in East London, South Africa. She married IAN SHEARD on 22 November 2003 in East London, South Africa. He was born on 3 September 1975 in Cathcart, South Africa. ANGELA is the daughter of CHRISTIAN JOHN[8] FLEMMER (DAVID CHRISTIAN[7], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) who was born on 18 November 1945 in Pretoria, Transvaal, South Africa and died on 10 May 1994 in East London, South Africa. He married LINDA ANN CLUR on 29 December 1968 in Pretoria, Transvaal, South Africa. She was born on 19 December 1947 in East London, South Africa. ----- I am the 3rd daughter of Christian (John) and Linda Flemmer, born in East London, little sister to Wendy and Caryn. Went to school at Clarendon Primary and then moved to Johannesburg and finished my primary education at Bryandale Primary in Bryanston. We moved back to East London in 1992 with much happiness and went back to finish High School at Clarendon Girls High. After school went to a kibbutz in Israel with a friend and later ended up in London waitressing and traveling, my boyfriend at the time, Ian Sheard met me in London. Ian went to school at Dale College and we met in Kei Mouth at my ‘Matric Rage’ in 1996. In 1998 we were back in East London and I studied Information Technology via PE Technikon for 3 years, while Ian moved back to Cathcart to help his dad with the farms and the Auctioneering Business. In 2001 I moved to Cape Town and started working as a computer programmer for AFA Systems and had many a fun times living there. In 2002 I wanted to try my luck again in London, since I was now qualified I thought I could bring home some ₤’s? Left Ian behind (again) and went with another friend of mine but we were back within 7 weeks, homesick / boyfriend sick and no work. I decided it was time to move to the farm and within a few months we were engaged. I started teaching at the local school – Cathcart High School - Business Economics & Accounting. We were married in East London on the 22 November 2003. Lara Ann Sheard was born in East London on 26 March 2005 and is a beautiful healthy girl and the love of her parent’s life!!!! We are very happy on the farm just out of Cathcart, it’s a wonderful life to bring up our children and I wouldn’t swop if for any of my London/Cape Town days…

SHEARD, Angela (nee Flemmer)

Angela SHEARD | 22 August 1978

ANGELA[9] ANN FLEMMER was born on 22 August 1978 in East London, South Africa. She married IAN SHEARD on 22 November 2003 in East London, South Africa. He was born on 3 September 1975 in Cathcart, South Africa. ANGELA is the daughter of CHRISTIAN JOHN[8] FLEMMER (DAVID CHRISTIAN[7], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) who was born on 18 November 1945 in Pretoria, Transvaal, South Africa and died on 10 May 1994 in East London, South Africa. He married LINDA ANN CLUR on 29 December 1968 in Pretoria, Transvaal, South Africa. She was born on 19 December 1947 in East London, South Africa. ----- I am the 3rd daughter of Christian (John) and Linda Flemmer, born in East London, little sister to Wendy and Caryn. Went to school at Clarendon Primary and then moved to Johannesburg and finished my primary education at Bryandale Primary in Bryanston. We moved back to East London in 1992 with much happiness and went back to finish High School at Clarendon Girls High. After school went to a kibbutz in Israel with a friend and later ended up in London waitressing and traveling, my boyfriend at the time, Ian Sheard met me in London. Ian went to school at Dale College and we met in Kei Mouth at my ‘Matric Rage’ in 1996. In 1998 we were back in East London and I studied Information Technology via PE Technikon for 3 years, while Ian moved back to Cathcart to help his dad with the farms and the Auctioneering Business. In 2001 I moved to Cape Town and started working as a computer programmer for AFA Systems and had many a fun times living there. In 2002 I wanted to try my luck again in London, since I was now qualified I thought I could bring home some ₤’s? Left Ian behind (again) and went with another friend of mine but we were back within 7 weeks, homesick / boyfriend sick and no work. I decided it was time to move to the farm and within a few months we were engaged. I started teaching at the local school – Cathcart High School - Business Economics & Accounting. We were married in East London on the 22 November 2003. Lara Ann Sheard was born in East London on 26 March 2005 and is a beautiful healthy girl and the love of her parent’s life!!!! We are very happy on the farm just out of Cathcart, it’s a wonderful life to bring up our children and I wouldn’t swop if for any of my London/Cape Town days…
HELEN CLAIRE[9] FLEMMER (NOLAN GEORGE[8], OSWALD NOLAN[7], MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) was born on 7 February 1969 in the Mater Dei Hospital, East London, South Africa. She married STUART RICHARD SHELVER on 24 September 1999 in East London, South Africa. He was born on 12 April 1969. ----- I was born in East London on 7 February 1969. My mom and Dad are Jenny and Nolan Flemmer. I have 2 older sisters, Shirley and Colleen and one younger brother, David. I grew up in a beautiful double storey house, with a large garden, on the Nahoon River, East London. The house was built by my great Grandfather, so it is a very special house. I had a fantastic childhood. No worries at all. We spent lots of time swimming in the swimming pool, playing tennis on our tennis court. My mom stayed at home with us children. We also had a nanny to look after us. When I was 3 years old, I went to Playways Nursery School, of which I have great memories. I formed friendships there, which are still going today. We went on lots of family holidays to the Kruger Park in our combi, the Transkei, Cape Town, Durban etc. We also went to Mauritius for a family holiday. Happy Days!!!!! At 5 years, I went to Sacred Heart Convent School as we are Catholic. I was only there for my Sub A year then it closed down. I then went to Clarendon Preparatory School for Sub B and Std 1, Clarendon Primary School from Std 2 to Std 5 and Clarendon High School for the rest of my schooling until Matric. I matriculated in 1986. Clarendon is an all girls school. I had a lovely big group of friends at school. I really enjoyed school. In standard 9 and 10, my parents gave me a scooter. My other friends also had scooters, so you can imagine how much fun we all had together. We would be able to meet at the beach, movies etc. and not have to rely on our moms to fetch and carry us. My subjects at school were: English (1st language), Afrikaans (2nd language), Maths, Science, Biology and Art. Art was my favourite subject. After school I travelled to Malawi for a month. It was great fun!! My interests/sports growing up were: extra art classes, squash, hockey, horse riding (I started when I was 6 years), modern dancing, reading and aerobic classes at gym. After school I went to Rhodes University in Grahamstown (1987). My dad also went to Rhodes. Wow, I had a wonderful time there. Lots of parties. I stayed in a girls residence, Beit House, for 2 years, then I moved into digs at 26 Market Street for my remaining years at varsity. Jackie de Villiers (my cousin, her mom is Sally Flemmer) stayed in digs with me my last year at varsity. At varsity I studied B.Prim.Ed. it is a four year degree, but I failed English and Afrikaans in my first year (I am not one for languages), so I stayed at Rhodes for five years. After my first year I did very well at my studies. While I was there I obtained my Aerobics Instructors Certificate, my Outdoor Education Instructors Certificate, I came first in the fitness section of the Rhodes Super Sport's Star competition. I also obtained my Open Water Diving qualifications. I worked in a surf shop every varsity holiday for extra pocket money. From there I went to Cape Town and I studied a PostGraduate course at Barkly House (1992). It is a college for Nursery School and Pre-Primary teaching. It was a very tough year. I worked very hard. I stayed in digs with 5 other people. That was fun. I also worked at Greenmarket Square every Saturday, selling clothes, for extra pocket money. In 1993 I went back to East London and started my teaching career at Stirling Primary School. I taught the Grade 2 (Sub B) class for two years. I first lived in a townhouse (Shamrock Sands) with two girl friends, then I moved into a block of flats (Courtley Flats) near Nahoon Beach. It was in my second year of teaching (1994) that I met the love of my life, Stuart Richard Shelver. He was born on 12 April 1969. He grew up in East London and went to Cambridge School. His parents are Norma and Michael Shelver. He has three older brothers, Tony, Patrick and Christopher. He matriculated in the same year as me (1986). After school he went to the University of Port Elizabeth and he studied Physical Chemistry. He obtained his Honours, then Masters and then his Doctorate in Chemistry. I met him in his 2nd Masters year. We travelled back and forth from East London to Port Elizabeth every weekend to see each other. I did not manage to get a job in PE but I did get one in Jeffrey's Bay, so after six months of seeing each other, we both moved to Jeffrey's Bay. We stayed in a rented house at 62 Kabeljous Street for 6 years. We went out for 5 years and then we were married (24th September 1999) in East London at the Holy Spirit Church and the reception was at my beautiful house where I grew up. It was a fantastic party enjoyed by all. We went to Nqabara in the Transkei for our honeymoon. Nqabara is a very special holiday place where our Flemmer family has been going for years. My dad taught me to fish there. I became the "master of fisher women". I have caught some big fish in my day. We also went to America for a month. In 2000 Stuart and I built a beautiful double storey house at the renowned surf spot, "Supertubes". Stuart is a very, very keen surfer. We love life in Jeffrey's Bay. I had my beautiful little boy, Timothy Stuart Shelver on 10 October 2001. He is built like a true Flemmer. He is a big boy. He luckily did not get any of the Flemmer curls that us three Flemmer girls have. He is a very happy boy, who loves the beach. We live across the road from the beach at 10b Mimosa Street, so he is on the beach every day. As I am writing this, I am currently still teaching at Jeffrey's Bay Primary School. This is my 9th year teaching the Grade 1 children. Stuart works at Goodyear in Uitenhage. He is Rubber Chemist at Goodyear. We are both 33 years old. I am turning 34 next week. Timothy is 16 months in 8 days time. Life is just great!!!!!!!!!

SHELVER, Helen Claire (nee Flemmer)

Helen SHELVER | 7 Feb 1969

HELEN CLAIRE[9] FLEMMER (NOLAN GEORGE[8], OSWALD NOLAN[7], MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) was born on 7 February 1969 in the Mater Dei Hospital, East London, South Africa. She married STUART RICHARD SHELVER on 24 September 1999 in East London, South Africa. He was born on 12 April 1969. ----- I was born in East London on 7 February 1969. My mom and Dad are Jenny and Nolan Flemmer. I have 2 older sisters, Shirley and Colleen and one younger brother, David. I grew up in a beautiful double storey house, with a large garden, on the Nahoon River, East London. The house was built by my great Grandfather, so it is a very special house. I had a fantastic childhood. No worries at all. We spent lots of time swimming in the swimming pool, playing tennis on our tennis court. My mom stayed at home with us children. We also had a nanny to look after us. When I was 3 years old, I went to Playways Nursery School, of which I have great memories. I formed friendships there, which are still going today. We went on lots of family holidays to the Kruger Park in our combi, the Transkei, Cape Town, Durban etc. We also went to Mauritius for a family holiday. Happy Days!!!!! At 5 years, I went to Sacred Heart Convent School as we are Catholic. I was only there for my Sub A year then it closed down. I then went to Clarendon Preparatory School for Sub B and Std 1, Clarendon Primary School from Std 2 to Std 5 and Clarendon High School for the rest of my schooling until Matric. I matriculated in 1986. Clarendon is an all girls school. I had a lovely big group of friends at school. I really enjoyed school. In standard 9 and 10, my parents gave me a scooter. My other friends also had scooters, so you can imagine how much fun we all had together. We would be able to meet at the beach, movies etc. and not have to rely on our moms to fetch and carry us. My subjects at school were: English (1st language), Afrikaans (2nd language), Maths, Science, Biology and Art. Art was my favourite subject. After school I travelled to Malawi for a month. It was great fun!! My interests/sports growing up were: extra art classes, squash, hockey, horse riding (I started when I was 6 years), modern dancing, reading and aerobic classes at gym. After school I went to Rhodes University in Grahamstown (1987). My dad also went to Rhodes. Wow, I had a wonderful time there. Lots of parties. I stayed in a girls residence, Beit House, for 2 years, then I moved into digs at 26 Market Street for my remaining years at varsity. Jackie de Villiers (my cousin, her mom is Sally Flemmer) stayed in digs with me my last year at varsity. At varsity I studied B.Prim.Ed. it is a four year degree, but I failed English and Afrikaans in my first year (I am not one for languages), so I stayed at Rhodes for five years. After my first year I did very well at my studies. While I was there I obtained my Aerobics Instructors Certificate, my Outdoor Education Instructors Certificate, I came first in the fitness section of the Rhodes Super Sport's Star competition. I also obtained my Open Water Diving qualifications. I worked in a surf shop every varsity holiday for extra pocket money. From there I went to Cape Town and I studied a PostGraduate course at Barkly House (1992). It is a college for Nursery School and Pre-Primary teaching. It was a very tough year. I worked very hard. I stayed in digs with 5 other people. That was fun. I also worked at Greenmarket Square every Saturday, selling clothes, for extra pocket money. In 1993 I went back to East London and started my teaching career at Stirling Primary School. I taught the Grade 2 (Sub B) class for two years. I first lived in a townhouse (Shamrock Sands) with two girl friends, then I moved into a block of flats (Courtley Flats) near Nahoon Beach. It was in my second year of teaching (1994) that I met the love of my life, Stuart Richard Shelver. He was born on 12 April 1969. He grew up in East London and went to Cambridge School. His parents are Norma and Michael Shelver. He has three older brothers, Tony, Patrick and Christopher. He matriculated in the same year as me (1986). After school he went to the University of Port Elizabeth and he studied Physical Chemistry. He obtained his Honours, then Masters and then his Doctorate in Chemistry. I met him in his 2nd Masters year. We travelled back and forth from East London to Port Elizabeth every weekend to see each other. I did not manage to get a job in PE but I did get one in Jeffrey's Bay, so after six months of seeing each other, we both moved to Jeffrey's Bay. We stayed in a rented house at 62 Kabeljous Street for 6 years. We went out for 5 years and then we were married (24th September 1999) in East London at the Holy Spirit Church and the reception was at my beautiful house where I grew up. It was a fantastic party enjoyed by all. We went to Nqabara in the Transkei for our honeymoon. Nqabara is a very special holiday place where our Flemmer family has been going for years. My dad taught me to fish there. I became the "master of fisher women". I have caught some big fish in my day. We also went to America for a month. In 2000 Stuart and I built a beautiful double storey house at the renowned surf spot, "Supertubes". Stuart is a very, very keen surfer. We love life in Jeffrey's Bay. I had my beautiful little boy, Timothy Stuart Shelver on 10 October 2001. He is built like a true Flemmer. He is a big boy. He luckily did not get any of the Flemmer curls that us three Flemmer girls have. He is a very happy boy, who loves the beach. We live across the road from the beach at 10b Mimosa Street, so he is on the beach every day. As I am writing this, I am currently still teaching at Jeffrey's Bay Primary School. This is my 9th year teaching the Grade 1 children. Stuart works at Goodyear in Uitenhage. He is Rubber Chemist at Goodyear. We are both 33 years old. I am turning 34 next week. Timothy is 16 months in 8 days time. Life is just great!!!!!!!!!
DAVID JOHN STRETCH was born 16 August 1962 in Winton, New Zealand. On 6 January 2003 he became engaged to COLLEEN MARY[9] FLEMMER (NOLAN GEORGE[8], OSWALD NOLAN[7], MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) born on 6 January 1967 in East London, South Africa. David John Stretch, son of Don (Gordon) (died 2014) and Alison Stretch. Engaged to Colleen Mary Flemmer on 6 Jan 2003 in Maputo, Mozambique. Matriculated at Gore High School, Gore, New Zealand, South Island in 1980. Parents were sheep farmers in Waipahe so grew up on a farm his whole school life. Working life: 1981: worked in the forestry industry, New Zealand 1982 - 1986: Studied Mining Engineering at the University of Otago, Dunedin, New Zealand 1987 - 1997: Worked as a Mining Engineer on the aluminium smelter (Tewai) down south in Invercargill, New Zealand 1998 - 2000: Moved to Dubai, United Arab Emirates, to work for the Aluminium Smelter there (DUBAL) 2000: Moved to Mozambique for the same work, this time for MOZAL, leaving Colleen in Dubai 2001: Reunited with Colleen when he took 6 months off to travel around South America. Was his first backpacking experience although he'd travelled extensively worldwide beforehand for work. Returned to South Africa en route back to New Zealand to catch up with Colleen's family and was offered another contract working for MOZAL Extension Project, however this time with a 6 month start in Johannesburg. 2002: Moved from Johannesburg to Mozambique at the beginning of the year until the end of May, after which he will be returning to Dubai for another few years. An adventurist who loves anything to do with the outdoors. An avid hiker, climber, skier and diver. Enjoys endurance racing, FISHING!!!!!!!!!, boating, running, expensive toys, photography (at which he is brilliant! says Col) and cooking (even better!!!!!!! says Col). Also into 4x4 driving, white water rafting and anything really that pumps the adrenaline. Naturally he's a big rugby fan too but unfortunately supports the wrong team (says Col). UPDATED 2014: Dave and Colleen went on to have 2 children Troy Kelby Stretch (now 10) and Stella Mia Stretch (now 8). He never returned to Dubai, ended up in Richards Bay after Mozambique, then was re-patriated back to NZ for a while after which he was posted to St Petersburg, Russia to build an aluminium smelter (RUSAL). Troy was born amidst all this to-ing and fro-ing and luckily the Russian project was canned (due to corrupt Russian officials) after 6 months so we were repatriated to NZ to await the next posting which was to Bunbury, Western Australia. Had 3 good years there in which time Troy was diagnosed with Crohns disease and became very ill and our second child Stella Mia was born. Project ended and we returned to NZ to settle close to his parents in Arrowtown, Central Otago. Rented a home whilst Dave, together with a builder, took a year off work to build our first home. Later he returned to work as a consultant to the same mine in Western Australia that he had been on (working one week on, two at home). Eventually tiring of the commuting life and Troy become increasingly unwell and spending more time in hospital, Dave gave up the work and returned to NZ full time. Itchy feet to keep busy resulted in us selling the house to build another smaller home on the other piece of land we still owned. Built a shed/house in the interim which we lived in whilst they built the main house. 2 Years on and we now are in the new house and don't think we'll ever leave. Dave still busy working on the landscaping which might drag on a couple of years if he has his way - until such time as funds dry up and he'll need to get a real job!!!! His new passion is hunting (lots of deer, bunnies and wild goats in this area) and he has a few hunter-gatherer weekends away with the boys!!! Lots of new gun toys too!!!!!! His dad, Don, died a few weeks ago which has left a huge gap in our lives. I did the slide show for his dad's funeral which gave me an insight into their lives growing up in rural NZ. Made me also want to know more about our family and how everyone fits in. Hence offered to do the family site since Terry Herbert sadly passed away this year. UPDATED 2017: Troy ended up requiring an ileostomy operation (large intestine removed) in 2015 which has made a huge difference to all of our lives. He is now free of pain and although he struggles with the bag, we are no longer restricted to being near a toilet. David took on a new role based locally in Queenstown as Project Manager for a new eco campsite development going up in Glenorchy nearby. He is back to an office job with long working hours but enjoying the challenge of an eco-build that will be the first of its kind in New Zealand. The project is due to complete in June 2017. Dave still hunting, gathering and hiking when he gets the time. Life is pretty good!

STRETCH, David John

Dave STRETCH | 16 August 1962

DAVID JOHN STRETCH was born 16 August 1962 in Winton, New Zealand. On 6 January 2003 he became engaged to COLLEEN MARY[9] FLEMMER (NOLAN GEORGE[8], OSWALD NOLAN[7], MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) born on 6 January 1967 in East London, South Africa. David John Stretch, son of Don (Gordon) (died 2014) and Alison Stretch. Engaged to Colleen Mary Flemmer on 6 Jan 2003 in Maputo, Mozambique. Matriculated at Gore High School, Gore, New Zealand, South Island in 1980. Parents were sheep farmers in Waipahe so grew up on a farm his whole school life. Working life: 1981: worked in the forestry industry, New Zealand 1982 - 1986: Studied Mining Engineering at the University of Otago, Dunedin, New Zealand 1987 - 1997: Worked as a Mining Engineer on the aluminium smelter (Tewai) down south in Invercargill, New Zealand 1998 - 2000: Moved to Dubai, United Arab Emirates, to work for the Aluminium Smelter there (DUBAL) 2000: Moved to Mozambique for the same work, this time for MOZAL, leaving Colleen in Dubai 2001: Reunited with Colleen when he took 6 months off to travel around South America. Was his first backpacking experience although he'd travelled extensively worldwide beforehand for work. Returned to South Africa en route back to New Zealand to catch up with Colleen's family and was offered another contract working for MOZAL Extension Project, however this time with a 6 month start in Johannesburg. 2002: Moved from Johannesburg to Mozambique at the beginning of the year until the end of May, after which he will be returning to Dubai for another few years. An adventurist who loves anything to do with the outdoors. An avid hiker, climber, skier and diver. Enjoys endurance racing, FISHING!!!!!!!!!, boating, running, expensive toys, photography (at which he is brilliant! says Col) and cooking (even better!!!!!!! says Col). Also into 4x4 driving, white water rafting and anything really that pumps the adrenaline. Naturally he's a big rugby fan too but unfortunately supports the wrong team (says Col). UPDATED 2014: Dave and Colleen went on to have 2 children Troy Kelby Stretch (now 10) and Stella Mia Stretch (now 8). He never returned to Dubai, ended up in Richards Bay after Mozambique, then was re-patriated back to NZ for a while after which he was posted to St Petersburg, Russia to build an aluminium smelter (RUSAL). Troy was born amidst all this to-ing and fro-ing and luckily the Russian project was canned (due to corrupt Russian officials) after 6 months so we were repatriated to NZ to await the next posting which was to Bunbury, Western Australia. Had 3 good years there in which time Troy was diagnosed with Crohns disease and became very ill and our second child Stella Mia was born. Project ended and we returned to NZ to settle close to his parents in Arrowtown, Central Otago. Rented a home whilst Dave, together with a builder, took a year off work to build our first home. Later he returned to work as a consultant to the same mine in Western Australia that he had been on (working one week on, two at home). Eventually tiring of the commuting life and Troy become increasingly unwell and spending more time in hospital, Dave gave up the work and returned to NZ full time. Itchy feet to keep busy resulted in us selling the house to build another smaller home on the other piece of land we still owned. Built a shed/house in the interim which we lived in whilst they built the main house. 2 Years on and we now are in the new house and don't think we'll ever leave. Dave still busy working on the landscaping which might drag on a couple of years if he has his way - until such time as funds dry up and he'll need to get a real job!!!! His new passion is hunting (lots of deer, bunnies and wild goats in this area) and he has a few hunter-gatherer weekends away with the boys!!! Lots of new gun toys too!!!!!! His dad, Don, died a few weeks ago which has left a huge gap in our lives. I did the slide show for his dad's funeral which gave me an insight into their lives growing up in rural NZ. Made me also want to know more about our family and how everyone fits in. Hence offered to do the family site since Terry Herbert sadly passed away this year. UPDATED 2017: Troy ended up requiring an ileostomy operation (large intestine removed) in 2015 which has made a huge difference to all of our lives. He is now free of pain and although he struggles with the bag, we are no longer restricted to being near a toilet. David took on a new role based locally in Queenstown as Project Manager for a new eco campsite development going up in Glenorchy nearby. He is back to an office job with long working hours but enjoying the challenge of an eco-build that will be the first of its kind in New Zealand. The project is due to complete in June 2017. Dave still hunting, gathering and hiking when he gets the time. Life is pretty good!
Written by his mother (Colleen Flemmer) August 2015: Troy was born on 31 May 2004 in East London, South Africa at the Mater Dei Hospital to Colleen Flemmer (mother) and David Stretch (father). At 6 weeks old I left SA with Troy to join up with David Stretch who had started a job in St Petersburg, Russia. The first 3 months of Troy's life was spent strapped to my front visiting all the most amazing tourist sights in and around St Petersburg. Luckily the contract to move to Siberia was cancelled and we were repatriated to New Zealand to await the next posting. A couple of months in NZ and we headed to Bunbury, Western Australia where we remained for 3 years. It was while we were here that Troy started showing terrible signs of illness, failure to thrive and chronic malnutrition. After months of testing for everything under the sun I flew home to SA to see the family and on route he became incredible dehydrated from diarrhoea. Rushing him straight to the paediatrician and onto hospital, he was diagnosed with Crohns disease. On return to Australia the arrogant doctor refused to believe the diagnoses and said they'd make their own assumptions, taking more bloods and a few months of testing, only to come to the same conclusion. Rushed to hospital as Troy was at this stage incredibly frail and clearly in lots of pain we started the journey of "life in hospital". He is now 11 years old and looks incredibly well, although the past 10 years have been hell for him, enduring countless surgeries, endless infusions and horrid medications, needles, and many many many months spent in a hospital bed and suffering horrid pain. Last year 2014, he had his entire large colon removed which was totally munted and non functioning. He now has an ileostomy bag, a peg site to feed him liquid nutrition and is down to only one medication daily. No more infusions, touch wood - no more infections, hardly any more trips to the hospital, just checkups and lots of immune boosters. He has grown more than12cm in the last year which is massive and he has filled out. He grows stronger by the day - finally learning things like climbing, crawling, jumping, running - all things he never did as a child growing up. Unfortunately the long term use of steroids in the first 4 years of his life to manage the Crohns has stunted not only his growth but his development so he struggles at school. However he is getting lots of outside help and it's all paying off. He is a beautiful child with a bubbly happy disposition and well liked. He is passionate about computers, mainly MINECRAFT and POKEMON. He has a fascination for fossils and gems stones. He has just been invited to be an ambassador for CureKids (a group who fundraise on a large scale for research to find cures for modern day illnesses amongst kids). A wonderful opportunity for us to spread the awareness of Crohns disease.

STRETCH, Troy Kelby

Troy STRETCH | 31 May 2004

Written by his mother (Colleen Flemmer) August 2015: Troy was born on 31 May 2004 in East London, South Africa at the Mater Dei Hospital to Colleen Flemmer (mother) and David Stretch (father). At 6 weeks old I left SA with Troy to join up with David Stretch who had started a job in St Petersburg, Russia. The first 3 months of Troy's life was spent strapped to my front visiting all the most amazing tourist sights in and around St Petersburg. Luckily the contract to move to Siberia was cancelled and we were repatriated to New Zealand to await the next posting. A couple of months in NZ and we headed to Bunbury, Western Australia where we remained for 3 years. It was while we were here that Troy started showing terrible signs of illness, failure to thrive and chronic malnutrition. After months of testing for everything under the sun I flew home to SA to see the family and on route he became incredible dehydrated from diarrhoea. Rushing him straight to the paediatrician and onto hospital, he was diagnosed with Crohns disease. On return to Australia the arrogant doctor refused to believe the diagnoses and said they'd make their own assumptions, taking more bloods and a few months of testing, only to come to the same conclusion. Rushed to hospital as Troy was at this stage incredibly frail and clearly in lots of pain we started the journey of "life in hospital". He is now 11 years old and looks incredibly well, although the past 10 years have been hell for him, enduring countless surgeries, endless infusions and horrid medications, needles, and many many many months spent in a hospital bed and suffering horrid pain. Last year 2014, he had his entire large colon removed which was totally munted and non functioning. He now has an ileostomy bag, a peg site to feed him liquid nutrition and is down to only one medication daily. No more infusions, touch wood - no more infections, hardly any more trips to the hospital, just checkups and lots of immune boosters. He has grown more than12cm in the last year which is massive and he has filled out. He grows stronger by the day - finally learning things like climbing, crawling, jumping, running - all things he never did as a child growing up. Unfortunately the long term use of steroids in the first 4 years of his life to manage the Crohns has stunted not only his growth but his development so he struggles at school. However he is getting lots of outside help and it's all paying off. He is a beautiful child with a bubbly happy disposition and well liked. He is passionate about computers, mainly MINECRAFT and POKEMON. He has a fascination for fossils and gems stones. He has just been invited to be an ambassador for CureKids (a group who fundraise on a large scale for research to find cures for modern day illnesses amongst kids). A wonderful opportunity for us to spread the awareness of Crohns disease.
Tarr Marie (Pallister) MARIE LE CAUX[3] PALLISTER (GEOFFREY FLEMMER[2], EDWARD[1]) was born on 12 September 1938 in Boksburg, Transvaal, South Africa. She is the great granddaughter of TOGER ABO AUGUST[5] FLEMMER (CHRISTIAN AUGUST[4]) born on 5 October 1842 in Korsor, Denmark and died on 20 June 1913 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa. He married ROSA CAROLINE PHILPS on 16 October 1873 in St. Peter's, Cradock, Cape, South Africa, daughter of FREDERICK PHILPS and EMMA KEEN. She was born on 10 December 1852 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa and died on 17 March 1908 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa. Marie married CECIL LORIMER TARR on 30 June 1965 in Barberton, Transvaal, South Africa. He was born on 29 June 1935 in Alice, Eastern Cape, South Africa. ----- January 15, 2003 At last just a note re my own particular family! I'm Marié Tarr, eldest child of Marié and Geoff Pallister. I'm married to Cecil Tarr, whose mom came from the Alice district and whose dad came from Senekal in the Free State (both from farming stock). They settled in the Peddie district and later lived in the village. We both graduated at Rhodes University but I only met Cecil later while he was teaching at Grey High School and I was teaching at Alexander Road High School in Port Elizabeth. Cecil was appointed principal of the Peddie Secondary School and we ran the hostel for about 30 children, grade 1 to 10. We had a wonderful life in this farming community until 1972 when the government announced that they were going to purchase all land belonging to whites in the Ciskei for black consolidation. The district distintegrated piecemeal from 1973 onwards. We eventually left at the end of 1980 and moved to Grahamstown for our children to start school in 1981. The farm which had been in the Tarr family for 3 generations had 6 miles of river frontage on the Keiskama River. To replace this sweet veld farm was nigh impossible. However, we bought ground just out of Grahamstown and our family have enjoyed growing up in the "bush". We have 4 children, whom Mom must have mentioned already: The eldest is Anne Lynn, now Ford, who studied Accounting at Rhodes and is now a risk manager for the Standard Corporate Merchant Bank in Johannesburg. Her husband Wayne, also an accountant is with Transnet. Then our eldest son, Geoff, who was with 6SAI in Grahamstown for 2 years, then transferred to Scottburgh when unrest there was very bad. He lives near us and is selling short term insurance and has a security business. He looks after us in his spare time!! The 2 younger boys, John and Sandy, both very keen on sport studied Sports Admin & Management at P E Teknikon & Human Movement studies at University of P E respectively. John is returning to the UK shortly to complete his 2 years working for the International Red Cross Organization. Has also played cricket and rugby there. Sandy has returned after his 2 year stint - played cricket for Sandford Cricket Club in Exeter very successfully and worked at the Walkabout Pub. John, during his practical, spent 6 months at Gill College where he saw rugby photos of my dad, Geoff Pallister, when he was at Gill. This is really going back some time as dad passed away in 1983. Sandy is currently job hunting in Cape Town and enjoying his cricket. After leaving Peddie, Cecil taught Accounting at Graeme College. Later he was appointed to Rhodes Accounting staff to lecture students. This post has been most stimulating and he enjoys interaction with students and staff, some of whom he taught at Graeme College. I'm working as a Librarian at the South African National Library for the Blind in Grahamstown. As a student I never realised the Library existed - when a post was advertised I applied. I was appointed to Student Department & realised I knew nothing so our Director kindly afforded me time (I was mornings only and Mom's taxi in the afternoons) to do a post grad diploma in Librarianship which was on offer at Rhodes at the time. I grabbed the opportunity with both hands and never for a minute have I regretted it. Look, studying with 4 children and Cec teaching!!! - we all 6 wrote exams at the same time! I don't recommend it to anyone. Every year during the Xmas holidays we try to get down to the Wilderness where my Grandfather built a house which has since been taken over by my brother Geoff. It is called Far Niente. It was built for the express purpose of getting the family together once a year. Well the family has grown and grown and sometimes we have been as many as 25. My brother Geoff, sister Estelle & I spent time with Mom at Far Niente - just a pity that time flies!!

TARR, Marie Le Caux (nee Pallister)

Marie TARR | 12 Sept 1938

Tarr Marie (Pallister) MARIE LE CAUX[3] PALLISTER (GEOFFREY FLEMMER[2], EDWARD[1]) was born on 12 September 1938 in Boksburg, Transvaal, South Africa. She is the great granddaughter of TOGER ABO AUGUST[5] FLEMMER (CHRISTIAN AUGUST[4]) born on 5 October 1842 in Korsor, Denmark and died on 20 June 1913 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa. He married ROSA CAROLINE PHILPS on 16 October 1873 in St. Peter's, Cradock, Cape, South Africa, daughter of FREDERICK PHILPS and EMMA KEEN. She was born on 10 December 1852 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa and died on 17 March 1908 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa. Marie married CECIL LORIMER TARR on 30 June 1965 in Barberton, Transvaal, South Africa. He was born on 29 June 1935 in Alice, Eastern Cape, South Africa. ----- January 15, 2003 At last just a note re my own particular family! I'm Marié Tarr, eldest child of Marié and Geoff Pallister. I'm married to Cecil Tarr, whose mom came from the Alice district and whose dad came from Senekal in the Free State (both from farming stock). They settled in the Peddie district and later lived in the village. We both graduated at Rhodes University but I only met Cecil later while he was teaching at Grey High School and I was teaching at Alexander Road High School in Port Elizabeth. Cecil was appointed principal of the Peddie Secondary School and we ran the hostel for about 30 children, grade 1 to 10. We had a wonderful life in this farming community until 1972 when the government announced that they were going to purchase all land belonging to whites in the Ciskei for black consolidation. The district distintegrated piecemeal from 1973 onwards. We eventually left at the end of 1980 and moved to Grahamstown for our children to start school in 1981. The farm which had been in the Tarr family for 3 generations had 6 miles of river frontage on the Keiskama River. To replace this sweet veld farm was nigh impossible. However, we bought ground just out of Grahamstown and our family have enjoyed growing up in the "bush". We have 4 children, whom Mom must have mentioned already: The eldest is Anne Lynn, now Ford, who studied Accounting at Rhodes and is now a risk manager for the Standard Corporate Merchant Bank in Johannesburg. Her husband Wayne, also an accountant is with Transnet. Then our eldest son, Geoff, who was with 6SAI in Grahamstown for 2 years, then transferred to Scottburgh when unrest there was very bad. He lives near us and is selling short term insurance and has a security business. He looks after us in his spare time!! The 2 younger boys, John and Sandy, both very keen on sport studied Sports Admin & Management at P E Teknikon & Human Movement studies at University of P E respectively. John is returning to the UK shortly to complete his 2 years working for the International Red Cross Organization. Has also played cricket and rugby there. Sandy has returned after his 2 year stint - played cricket for Sandford Cricket Club in Exeter very successfully and worked at the Walkabout Pub. John, during his practical, spent 6 months at Gill College where he saw rugby photos of my dad, Geoff Pallister, when he was at Gill. This is really going back some time as dad passed away in 1983. Sandy is currently job hunting in Cape Town and enjoying his cricket. After leaving Peddie, Cecil taught Accounting at Graeme College. Later he was appointed to Rhodes Accounting staff to lecture students. This post has been most stimulating and he enjoys interaction with students and staff, some of whom he taught at Graeme College. I'm working as a Librarian at the South African National Library for the Blind in Grahamstown. As a student I never realised the Library existed - when a post was advertised I applied. I was appointed to Student Department & realised I knew nothing so our Director kindly afforded me time (I was mornings only and Mom's taxi in the afternoons) to do a post grad diploma in Librarianship which was on offer at Rhodes at the time. I grabbed the opportunity with both hands and never for a minute have I regretted it. Look, studying with 4 children and Cec teaching!!! - we all 6 wrote exams at the same time! I don't recommend it to anyone. Every year during the Xmas holidays we try to get down to the Wilderness where my Grandfather built a house which has since been taken over by my brother Geoff. It is called Far Niente. It was built for the express purpose of getting the family together once a year. Well the family has grown and grown and sometimes we have been as many as 25. My brother Geoff, sister Estelle & I spent time with Mom at Far Niente - just a pity that time flies!!
Teeton Carol Ann (McBean) CAROL ANN[3] MCBEAN (DUNCAN MATHIE[2], LACHLAN MOORE[1]) was born 8 July 1969. She married WILLIAM TEETON on 17 April 1993 in Harare, Zimbabwe. He was born 21 November 1967 in Graaf Reinett, South Africa. She is the daughter of MARGARET ANN[8] FLEMMER (OWEN JOHN[7], MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) was born 3 April 1940 in East London, South Africa. She married DUNCAN MATHIE MCBEAN on 10 December 1966 in Blantyre, Malawi, son of LACHLAN MCBEAN and GERTRUDE O' MEARA. He was born 23 June 1934 in Salisbury, Rhodesia. ----- Second daughter to Margaret Ann (Flemmer) and Duncan McBean Married to William Teeton on 17 April 1993 Two children, Angus Luke 27/12/96 and Caitlin Jessica 4/11/1999 I was born in Harare, Zimbabwe - formally Salisbury, Rhodesia - and spent my formative years living in the suburb of Mandara. I have a sister, Nola Eileen, who is 18 months older than me. Our family have only ever lived in two houses from the time of my birth until I left home aged 19 years. (The second house was just around the corner from the first.) Mom and dad built our first house and I have happy recollections of our years there: We had a large, beautiful Rose garden with a pretty ground cover all around which seemingly attracted bees from far and wide - I remember the frequent stings and subsequent ammonia treatment. Dad had build a fish pond on the top terrace of the garden and the summer evenings were filled with a great din of congregating frogs, which ceremoniously were flung from a bucket, over the fence during what was called 'frog parade' - only to return the following night for the same procedure. The house had a good sized, elevated veranda on which Nola and I would take turns to ride our tricycle. Nola being the eldest would of course sit comfortably on the trike while I was instructed to push. I always managed to scrape the skin off the back of my angles in the process - why didn't I learn! Mom kept (and nurtured) white chickens in a run at the bottom of the garden, alongside the vegetable patch, where, much to her annoyance, they would invariably escape. There were occasions when Nola would shut me in the chicken run leaving me to the mercy of the chickens, with their clipped upper beaks, while they stabbed at my frequently mercurochrome knees. We were blessed with the most amazing, large, thatched Wendy House. The floors were hard, bare, red earth that Nola and I would sweep tirelessly, creating clouds of dust which would later settle in a thick coating on our little china tea sets, dolls and other toys. We would then set about dusting these off and so the cycle ran. At the bottom of the garden we backed onto a large, uninhabited small holding which amounted to acres of tall elephant grass, a Willow-tree-lined river in the valley and a derelict farmhouse hidden in the bush on the other side. A great area for walking the dogs, and in those days still safe for children to explore, unaccompanied. Our first dog that I can remember, Mom rode over in the car one day while reversing - most unfortunate. Then we got Lady, a cross between a Toy Pom and a Chow. I dearly loved Lady and was mortified one day while walking her with my Grandfather, Owen Flemmer, when she was attacked, rather savagely, by another dog. I had to haul her out from under a rather spiky Boganvillia hedge where she had taken refuge. I recall her being the reason for not being able to 'leave home' one day after not being able to get my (unreasonable) way with Mom - she (Lady) just smiled her 'smile' at me as she followed me along the fence! She was with us until after I'd left home many, many moons later. We also had a Siamese cat, Perkins, for many years - Dad's cat. I remember we used to push him around in our dolls' pram, wrapped in blankets, poor thing. As far as education was concerned, Nola and I went to Courtney Selous School in Greendale, Harare for our Junior years. It was a nice little school, within cycling distance from home. Nola and I used to ride together mostly, along cycle tracks which bordered the roads. Our rather weighty school bags were strapped on to our carriers with 'spiders' which were not always totally efficient. My kindergarten years were noisy and fun. Mom was called in by the teacher because I used to scream too much during catching games, they thought something dreadful was happening - a trait which seems to have been passed on to my own daughter all these years on. The only thing I really recall about junior primary was being caught out by the teacher for signing my reading card myself, and having a ruler slapped against my open hand for some misdemeanour which eludes me. Oh, and yes rubbing 'burning bean' seeds on the concrete quad with friends, and squealing with delight. Marble season was also a firm favourite and I had quite a sizeable bag at the end of the time. My Standard 4 teacher required us to recite poems and unheard of rhymes each day - some of which I still remember. Miss Bennett would call me 'Carola' - a merging of 'Nola' and 'Carol' as she had taught Nola two years previously but couldn't quite remember who I was. Standard 5 was a bit of a milestone really - I moved up from the 'B' set where I been until then, to the 'A' set, a rather unexpected event. I remember spending much time gardening that year instead of learning Shona, as the teacher couldn't quite manage the pronunciation himself. The Rhodesian war was of course in full swing at this time and fortunately for me, I have very few personal experiences of the horror of war but do clearly recall Dad going off as a Police Reservist to guard bridges and strategic positions, and to escort the convoys of vehicles traveling to the South African boarder post. We ourselves traveled like this several times as a family, going on holiday to East London, and remember the drill - if the convoy stops passengers are to climb out the near side doors and crawl into the ditch. Dad was always, understandably, tense on this leg of the journey. At school we frequently had 'bomb drills' as well as fire drills. Despite the war, it was still safe for us to ride to school each day, and wait in the car in town while mom popped into a shop pay her account…! Independence - 1980 Form 1, as it was called, started a new era for me at a school called Oriel Girls School, and with the move came the arrival of my 'railway track' braces. They were there to stay for the next two years. I enjoyed my sport, tennis, squash and swimming mainly. Was not allowed to play hockey unfortunately due to the braces - and in hindsight can appreciate this. As we approached our teenage years Noli, as she became known, and I grew ever closer and by the time we were 'dating' we took much pleasure in 'getting ready' together, meeting up at the various venues in town, and 'comparing notes' about our respective evenings over a cup of coffee at home. In 1985 I wrote my Cambridge O'Levels at Oriel aged 16, and did better than anticipated I seem to remember. Our family went overseas that year for the first time - and the travel bug bit! We had an amazing trip with many exciting experiences, including two weeks skiing in the Pyrenees. On our return, I attended Frodsham Commercial College to complete a 9 month secretarial/office admin course. I landed my first job as secretary to the MD of a small engineering company. I learnt much that year, and my boss had the patience of a saint. Noli was now studying at Rhodes University RSA, and this was also the year that I met my husband to be, Billy Teeton, although I didn't of course know it at the time. In 1989 I decided that it was time to spread my wings and go overseas for a year. Noli came over with me in her holidays and joined me for a ski trip and then left me to the rude awakening to real world. I was in London with nowhere to live or work, very little money and only a few contacts, Billy for one. I was fortunate indeed to have a string of temporary secretarial jobs ranging from lawyers and auctioning houses to HM Probation services - a real eye opener. I lived in a commune with other Zimbabweans, South Africans and Australians. Billy was living 3hrs from London in Exeter at the time and I met up with him from time to time. It was only on my return from a two month trip to Europe on an old converted London double-decker bus, that the spark was lit. By then it was time to return to Zimbabwe! I'd no sooner arrived back and decided to join Noli in Cape Town for a year (1990) while she completed her Internship at a pharmacy in Claremont. I was fortunate to get a job working for the Deputy MD of Protea Assurance in town, and had the support of my Godfather, Steve Herbert. We had an amazing year in Cape Town, a fun circle of friends with common outdoor interests and with the mountain, sea, winelands, fruit picking etc on our doorstep, what more could you ask for. Billy brought his girlfriend out to Cape Town that year and stayed with us for a short while. She didn't last long after that - and neither did my boyfriend. The following year (1991) I went back to England - for a year in the countryside. Billy helped me find my feet in Reading of all places - close enough to London to pop in but still in the countryside (not). Billy was studying at Farnborough College and it wasn't long before we started dating. After 6 months I moved to Guildford after a few ugly incidences in Reading, and this brought me a little near to Billy living in Ash. My 1-year ticket expired and it would be 7 years before I returned to African soil to live. In the meantime, Billy completed his studies and we moved together to Salisbury, England where he took up a teaching post at the Cathedral School, and I joined a small, busy PR company. In April 1993 we returned briefly to Zimbabwe to be married and to honeymoon at Tiger Bay, Kariba. We retuned to Salisbury to move house together at last. We made the most of our stay in the UK, had some wonderful friends to explore our vicinity with its maze of pathways and bridleways through the beautiful countryside. We traveled to Ireland, Scotland and Wales to hike and climb the peaks. We started expeditioning and did a couple of 6 and 8 day hikes in the Lake District, walked the West Highland Way over Christmas in temps of -27 deg.cent and later did the Coast to Coast across England with our first child Angus Luke, aged 6mths. Living in England allowed us to travel widely in Europe, with its strong currency and good accesses to even the more remote spots. We fitted in a most amazing trip to America where we explored with friends posted to El Paso by the British Army. A three-day hike, on our own, down into the Grand Canyon must surely be the highlight of the trip. Once Angus arrived, I stopped working and, with living on one salary, traveling became a thing of the past. It was time to return to Africa. We accepted a job offer at Woodridge School, 35km outside Port Elizabeth. Billy found himself as a Grade 6 Teacher, and Head of Outdoor Education and Computers and soon took things to new heights. I became the Housemother of the Prep Girls Boarding House, and then took on the role of a playgroup teacher. By this time Angus was 18 mths old and could join me for part of the morning at school. The school itself is situated in the bush on the hills above the Van Stadens River, a pleasurable walk away. We have beautiful open spaces, conservation areas, mountain biking routes and mountains around us and this was just the place we were looking for. Now some four years on we are still very happy to be here, and we have an 18 month old daughter, Caitlin Jessica to complete our family (at least that is the plan).

TEETON, Carol Ann (nee McBean)

Carol Ann TEETON | 8 July 1969

Teeton Carol Ann (McBean) CAROL ANN[3] MCBEAN (DUNCAN MATHIE[2], LACHLAN MOORE[1]) was born 8 July 1969. She married WILLIAM TEETON on 17 April 1993 in Harare, Zimbabwe. He was born 21 November 1967 in Graaf Reinett, South Africa. She is the daughter of MARGARET ANN[8] FLEMMER (OWEN JOHN[7], MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) was born 3 April 1940 in East London, South Africa. She married DUNCAN MATHIE MCBEAN on 10 December 1966 in Blantyre, Malawi, son of LACHLAN MCBEAN and GERTRUDE O' MEARA. He was born 23 June 1934 in Salisbury, Rhodesia. ----- Second daughter to Margaret Ann (Flemmer) and Duncan McBean Married to William Teeton on 17 April 1993 Two children, Angus Luke 27/12/96 and Caitlin Jessica 4/11/1999 I was born in Harare, Zimbabwe - formally Salisbury, Rhodesia - and spent my formative years living in the suburb of Mandara. I have a sister, Nola Eileen, who is 18 months older than me. Our family have only ever lived in two houses from the time of my birth until I left home aged 19 years. (The second house was just around the corner from the first.) Mom and dad built our first house and I have happy recollections of our years there: We had a large, beautiful Rose garden with a pretty ground cover all around which seemingly attracted bees from far and wide - I remember the frequent stings and subsequent ammonia treatment. Dad had build a fish pond on the top terrace of the garden and the summer evenings were filled with a great din of congregating frogs, which ceremoniously were flung from a bucket, over the fence during what was called 'frog parade' - only to return the following night for the same procedure. The house had a good sized, elevated veranda on which Nola and I would take turns to ride our tricycle. Nola being the eldest would of course sit comfortably on the trike while I was instructed to push. I always managed to scrape the skin off the back of my angles in the process - why didn't I learn! Mom kept (and nurtured) white chickens in a run at the bottom of the garden, alongside the vegetable patch, where, much to her annoyance, they would invariably escape. There were occasions when Nola would shut me in the chicken run leaving me to the mercy of the chickens, with their clipped upper beaks, while they stabbed at my frequently mercurochrome knees. We were blessed with the most amazing, large, thatched Wendy House. The floors were hard, bare, red earth that Nola and I would sweep tirelessly, creating clouds of dust which would later settle in a thick coating on our little china tea sets, dolls and other toys. We would then set about dusting these off and so the cycle ran. At the bottom of the garden we backed onto a large, uninhabited small holding which amounted to acres of tall elephant grass, a Willow-tree-lined river in the valley and a derelict farmhouse hidden in the bush on the other side. A great area for walking the dogs, and in those days still safe for children to explore, unaccompanied. Our first dog that I can remember, Mom rode over in the car one day while reversing - most unfortunate. Then we got Lady, a cross between a Toy Pom and a Chow. I dearly loved Lady and was mortified one day while walking her with my Grandfather, Owen Flemmer, when she was attacked, rather savagely, by another dog. I had to haul her out from under a rather spiky Boganvillia hedge where she had taken refuge. I recall her being the reason for not being able to 'leave home' one day after not being able to get my (unreasonable) way with Mom - she (Lady) just smiled her 'smile' at me as she followed me along the fence! She was with us until after I'd left home many, many moons later. We also had a Siamese cat, Perkins, for many years - Dad's cat. I remember we used to push him around in our dolls' pram, wrapped in blankets, poor thing. As far as education was concerned, Nola and I went to Courtney Selous School in Greendale, Harare for our Junior years. It was a nice little school, within cycling distance from home. Nola and I used to ride together mostly, along cycle tracks which bordered the roads. Our rather weighty school bags were strapped on to our carriers with 'spiders' which were not always totally efficient. My kindergarten years were noisy and fun. Mom was called in by the teacher because I used to scream too much during catching games, they thought something dreadful was happening - a trait which seems to have been passed on to my own daughter all these years on. The only thing I really recall about junior primary was being caught out by the teacher for signing my reading card myself, and having a ruler slapped against my open hand for some misdemeanour which eludes me. Oh, and yes rubbing 'burning bean' seeds on the concrete quad with friends, and squealing with delight. Marble season was also a firm favourite and I had quite a sizeable bag at the end of the time. My Standard 4 teacher required us to recite poems and unheard of rhymes each day - some of which I still remember. Miss Bennett would call me 'Carola' - a merging of 'Nola' and 'Carol' as she had taught Nola two years previously but couldn't quite remember who I was. Standard 5 was a bit of a milestone really - I moved up from the 'B' set where I been until then, to the 'A' set, a rather unexpected event. I remember spending much time gardening that year instead of learning Shona, as the teacher couldn't quite manage the pronunciation himself. The Rhodesian war was of course in full swing at this time and fortunately for me, I have very few personal experiences of the horror of war but do clearly recall Dad going off as a Police Reservist to guard bridges and strategic positions, and to escort the convoys of vehicles traveling to the South African boarder post. We ourselves traveled like this several times as a family, going on holiday to East London, and remember the drill - if the convoy stops passengers are to climb out the near side doors and crawl into the ditch. Dad was always, understandably, tense on this leg of the journey. At school we frequently had 'bomb drills' as well as fire drills. Despite the war, it was still safe for us to ride to school each day, and wait in the car in town while mom popped into a shop pay her account…! Independence - 1980 Form 1, as it was called, started a new era for me at a school called Oriel Girls School, and with the move came the arrival of my 'railway track' braces. They were there to stay for the next two years. I enjoyed my sport, tennis, squash and swimming mainly. Was not allowed to play hockey unfortunately due to the braces - and in hindsight can appreciate this. As we approached our teenage years Noli, as she became known, and I grew ever closer and by the time we were 'dating' we took much pleasure in 'getting ready' together, meeting up at the various venues in town, and 'comparing notes' about our respective evenings over a cup of coffee at home. In 1985 I wrote my Cambridge O'Levels at Oriel aged 16, and did better than anticipated I seem to remember. Our family went overseas that year for the first time - and the travel bug bit! We had an amazing trip with many exciting experiences, including two weeks skiing in the Pyrenees. On our return, I attended Frodsham Commercial College to complete a 9 month secretarial/office admin course. I landed my first job as secretary to the MD of a small engineering company. I learnt much that year, and my boss had the patience of a saint. Noli was now studying at Rhodes University RSA, and this was also the year that I met my husband to be, Billy Teeton, although I didn't of course know it at the time. In 1989 I decided that it was time to spread my wings and go overseas for a year. Noli came over with me in her holidays and joined me for a ski trip and then left me to the rude awakening to real world. I was in London with nowhere to live or work, very little money and only a few contacts, Billy for one. I was fortunate indeed to have a string of temporary secretarial jobs ranging from lawyers and auctioning houses to HM Probation services - a real eye opener. I lived in a commune with other Zimbabweans, South Africans and Australians. Billy was living 3hrs from London in Exeter at the time and I met up with him from time to time. It was only on my return from a two month trip to Europe on an old converted London double-decker bus, that the spark was lit. By then it was time to return to Zimbabwe! I'd no sooner arrived back and decided to join Noli in Cape Town for a year (1990) while she completed her Internship at a pharmacy in Claremont. I was fortunate to get a job working for the Deputy MD of Protea Assurance in town, and had the support of my Godfather, Steve Herbert. We had an amazing year in Cape Town, a fun circle of friends with common outdoor interests and with the mountain, sea, winelands, fruit picking etc on our doorstep, what more could you ask for. Billy brought his girlfriend out to Cape Town that year and stayed with us for a short while. She didn't last long after that - and neither did my boyfriend. The following year (1991) I went back to England - for a year in the countryside. Billy helped me find my feet in Reading of all places - close enough to London to pop in but still in the countryside (not). Billy was studying at Farnborough College and it wasn't long before we started dating. After 6 months I moved to Guildford after a few ugly incidences in Reading, and this brought me a little near to Billy living in Ash. My 1-year ticket expired and it would be 7 years before I returned to African soil to live. In the meantime, Billy completed his studies and we moved together to Salisbury, England where he took up a teaching post at the Cathedral School, and I joined a small, busy PR company. In April 1993 we returned briefly to Zimbabwe to be married and to honeymoon at Tiger Bay, Kariba. We retuned to Salisbury to move house together at last. We made the most of our stay in the UK, had some wonderful friends to explore our vicinity with its maze of pathways and bridleways through the beautiful countryside. We traveled to Ireland, Scotland and Wales to hike and climb the peaks. We started expeditioning and did a couple of 6 and 8 day hikes in the Lake District, walked the West Highland Way over Christmas in temps of -27 deg.cent and later did the Coast to Coast across England with our first child Angus Luke, aged 6mths. Living in England allowed us to travel widely in Europe, with its strong currency and good accesses to even the more remote spots. We fitted in a most amazing trip to America where we explored with friends posted to El Paso by the British Army. A three-day hike, on our own, down into the Grand Canyon must surely be the highlight of the trip. Once Angus arrived, I stopped working and, with living on one salary, traveling became a thing of the past. It was time to return to Africa. We accepted a job offer at Woodridge School, 35km outside Port Elizabeth. Billy found himself as a Grade 6 Teacher, and Head of Outdoor Education and Computers and soon took things to new heights. I became the Housemother of the Prep Girls Boarding House, and then took on the role of a playgroup teacher. By this time Angus was 18 mths old and could join me for part of the morning at school. The school itself is situated in the bush on the hills above the Van Stadens River, a pleasurable walk away. We have beautiful open spaces, conservation areas, mountain biking routes and mountains around us and this was just the place we were looking for. Now some four years on we are still very happy to be here, and we have an 18 month old daughter, Caitlin Jessica to complete our family (at least that is the plan).
JEANETTE ‘JENNY’ JOAN[2] BARRETTI (FRANCES 'FRANK' ROBERT[1]) was born on 24 November 1953 in Durban, South Africa. She married MARTIN GRAVES TODD. He was born on 18 April 1951. Jenny is the daughter of MAURINE VIOLET[8] FLEMMER (JOHN 'JACK' SWEET DISTIN[7], JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) who was born on 1 October 1926, and died on 2 June 1994 in Johannesburg, South Africa. Maurine married FRANCES 'FRANK' ROBERT BARRETTI in 1946 in the Catholic Church Durban, South Africa. He was born on 29 October 1916 and died in 1980. ------ My beloved Mother, Maurine Violet Flemmer born on 1 October 1926 married my Dad Frances Robert Baretti (born 29 October 1916) at the Catholic Church in Durban, in 1946 after his discharge from the Air Force. Dad was a professional photographer and Mom worked as a secretary in the Five Roses Tea offices. Seven years later I was born on 24 November 1953 and when I was four years old we moved to Johannesburg. We lived in a flat in Jessie Court, Doornfontein in the same building as my Grandparents, Muriel and Jack Flemmer and Joyce, my mother’s younger sister. Uncle John lived in a flat upstairs. Auntie Joan, Uncle Johnny and my younger cousin Bruce Geyser lived a few houses down the road. We were a big happy family to my mind. Granny always had an “open house” and also looked after the grandchildren when necessary as all the parents and Grandpa were in employment. I remember many Sunday lunches together. Children at a smaller table and adults around the main table. I was often in trouble for talking and laughing too loudly. (My laugh has become notorious in my middle age!) I loved Joyce’s company and would watch her baking. My little cousin Bruce and I went to the same nursery school which I loved and I took it as my duty to look after him there. Uncle Ludvig and family lived in Pretoria and we would get into Grandpa’s car and sing “We are marching to Pretoria” all the way. We, the Baretti’s moved up the hill to Hillbrow, a buzzing safe metropolitan centre. I attended the Johannesburg Girls High School. True to the time I enjoyed the freedom of the sixties, the Beatles, Flower Power, Hippies etc. I met my future husband, Martin Graves Todd (born 18 April 1951) who lived in Highlands North Johannesburg when I was 16 years old. We married three years later when I was 19. Martin (“Toddy”) built our first house in Sandton. When we were married twelve years we became the proud parents of twins, Michael and Richard born 21 November 1985. We, the Todd family now live with our 16-year-old twins in Blairgowrie, nestled between my late mother’s two brothers houses – that is Ludvig Flemmer and his wife Estelle and a few blocks away John Flemmer and his wife Joan (nee Jenkins). Toddy works for Nel’s Dairies as manager electrician, I am a computer bookkeeper at Bordeaux Primary School nearby and our two boys attend Hyde Park High School. 30 March 2001

TODD, Jeanette Joan (nee Barretti)

Jenny TODD | 24 November 1953

JEANETTE ‘JENNY’ JOAN[2] BARRETTI (FRANCES 'FRANK' ROBERT[1]) was born on 24 November 1953 in Durban, South Africa. She married MARTIN GRAVES TODD. He was born on 18 April 1951. Jenny is the daughter of MAURINE VIOLET[8] FLEMMER (JOHN 'JACK' SWEET DISTIN[7], JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) who was born on 1 October 1926, and died on 2 June 1994 in Johannesburg, South Africa. Maurine married FRANCES 'FRANK' ROBERT BARRETTI in 1946 in the Catholic Church Durban, South Africa. He was born on 29 October 1916 and died in 1980. ------ My beloved Mother, Maurine Violet Flemmer born on 1 October 1926 married my Dad Frances Robert Baretti (born 29 October 1916) at the Catholic Church in Durban, in 1946 after his discharge from the Air Force. Dad was a professional photographer and Mom worked as a secretary in the Five Roses Tea offices. Seven years later I was born on 24 November 1953 and when I was four years old we moved to Johannesburg. We lived in a flat in Jessie Court, Doornfontein in the same building as my Grandparents, Muriel and Jack Flemmer and Joyce, my mother’s younger sister. Uncle John lived in a flat upstairs. Auntie Joan, Uncle Johnny and my younger cousin Bruce Geyser lived a few houses down the road. We were a big happy family to my mind. Granny always had an “open house” and also looked after the grandchildren when necessary as all the parents and Grandpa were in employment. I remember many Sunday lunches together. Children at a smaller table and adults around the main table. I was often in trouble for talking and laughing too loudly. (My laugh has become notorious in my middle age!) I loved Joyce’s company and would watch her baking. My little cousin Bruce and I went to the same nursery school which I loved and I took it as my duty to look after him there. Uncle Ludvig and family lived in Pretoria and we would get into Grandpa’s car and sing “We are marching to Pretoria” all the way. We, the Baretti’s moved up the hill to Hillbrow, a buzzing safe metropolitan centre. I attended the Johannesburg Girls High School. True to the time I enjoyed the freedom of the sixties, the Beatles, Flower Power, Hippies etc. I met my future husband, Martin Graves Todd (born 18 April 1951) who lived in Highlands North Johannesburg when I was 16 years old. We married three years later when I was 19. Martin (“Toddy”) built our first house in Sandton. When we were married twelve years we became the proud parents of twins, Michael and Richard born 21 November 1985. We, the Todd family now live with our 16-year-old twins in Blairgowrie, nestled between my late mother’s two brothers houses – that is Ludvig Flemmer and his wife Estelle and a few blocks away John Flemmer and his wife Joan (nee Jenkins). Toddy works for Nel’s Dairies as manager electrician, I am a computer bookkeeper at Bordeaux Primary School nearby and our two boys attend Hyde Park High School. 30 March 2001
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VAN DEN BERG, Shirley (nee Flemmer)

Shirley VAN DEN BERG | 8 June 1965

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ELIZABETH ANN 'LIZANN'[4] ROUS (GRAHAM COLE[3], JAMES COLE[2], JAMES COOPER[1]) was born on 28 October 1935 in Middelburg, South Africa and died on 12 February 2000 in North Riding, Johannesburg, South Africa. She married LEON VERCUIEL on 17 December 1960 in Middelburg, South Africa. He was born on 15 July 1931 in Maraisburg, Transvaal, South Africa. LIZANN is the granddaughter of ANNA LOUISE[6] FLEMMER (CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born on 28 January 1874 in Cradock, South Africa and died on 22 February 1941 in Frances Street, Observatory, Johannesburg, South Africa. Anna married JAMES COLE ROUS on 26 March 1902 in the DRC, Cradock, Cape, South Africa, son of JAMES ROUS and ALIXA COLE. He was born on 25 April 1874 in Pretoria, South Africa and died on 9 May 1931 in Middelburg, South Africa. Elizabeth Ann Rous, known as Lizann, was born to Graham and Joan Cole Rous on a Monday evening on 28 October 1935 at Stradbroke farm, Middleburg Cape. Graham Rous left for the war when she was very young and she felt his absence acutely. At one point she asked her mother "Mummy, did God also make the Germans?" "Yes, darling" Joan replied. "Well then it's God's fault that there is a war now!" At five years of age she was sent to boarding school in Cradock. She matriculated from Collegiate in Port Elizabeth. She went on to study Microbiology at the University of Cape Town and obtained a B.Sc. She did research work at Onderstepoort and was involved in the first heart transplants on animals. She later worked at the Polio Research Institute in Johannesburg. She married Leon Oliver Vercueil, a mechanical engineer, on 17 December 1960. Leon matriculated from St. Johns College and attained his B.Sc (mechanical engineering) at the University of the Witwatersrand in 1952, studied part time and obtained an M.Comm in 1956 from Pretoria University. He worked in the engineering industry becoming a managing director of companies. He retired in 1993. He was also a part time farmer for 35 years. Lizann was an avid sports woman. She played provincial hockey and squash. She obtained her Springbok colours in 1960 for squash and was the South African Woman's Champion in 1960 and 1961. She had her first child, Kim, on 19 February 1964 at Marymount Hospital, followed by two boys, Graham Rous Vercueil on 22 March 1966 and Pierre Mentz Vercueil on 22 June 1968 both at Marymount Nursing Home. She was an excellent speaker and won the International Toastmistress award for South Africa. She joined the staff of Rosebank Bible College in about 1975 and taught on both the Old and New Testament for over 20 years. She later taught at Rhema Bible College for a number of years. Her love of sport was later manifest in her passion for cycling. She and Leon cycled tandem and enjoyed races such as the Argus. She was the first woman veteran to cross the finish line! She loved the bush, particularly the farm on the Limpopo, Beskow, where she hunted, walked and boasted at making the 'biggest bond fires yet'. Lizann died on 12 February 2000 after a long fight against breast cancer. Her Children gave the following tribute to her at her funeral: "This is to honour 'Liza' and dad as their children for what she imparted into our characters and for the legacy that she has left for us, for who mum and dad will always be to us. Firstly, we honour dad for his choice of wife, of a mother to his children, for the friend and companion she was to us all. She has been a friend to each of us, in turn, often our closest friend, at times it felt as though she was our only friend! She instilled into our characters a sense of passion and enthusiasm and optimism that has enabled us to grasp life and live deliberately with conviction. She opened our eyes to look over the horizon and closed our personal space to love with affection. Liza left a legacy of prayer as our inheritance. She prayed for our husbands and wives before we even knew them, she prayed for her grandchildren before they were conceived, and so she has blessed us to the 100th generation. Our children will know her through our passion, our conviction, our affection. Liza was WILD! So much of what mum did, who she was so free to be and what she so amazingly achieved, was because of the rock solid stability that dad has been in all our lives. He guided her, calmed some of that craziness, he provided, protected and secured everything around her, so that she could be the woman of God she was. She loved dad. What an amazing 'gogo' (grandmother) she was. Dad said she would grow up with her kids, but I thin that we relinquished the responsibility of 'growing mum up' to her grandchildren. What an incredible appetite for fun she had, something we will all remember her by".

VERCUIEL, Elizabeth Ann 'Lizanne' (nee Rous)

Lizann VERCUIEL | 28 Oct 1935

ELIZABETH ANN 'LIZANN'[4] ROUS (GRAHAM COLE[3], JAMES COLE[2], JAMES COOPER[1]) was born on 28 October 1935 in Middelburg, South Africa and died on 12 February 2000 in North Riding, Johannesburg, South Africa. She married LEON VERCUIEL on 17 December 1960 in Middelburg, South Africa. He was born on 15 July 1931 in Maraisburg, Transvaal, South Africa. LIZANN is the granddaughter of ANNA LOUISE[6] FLEMMER (CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born on 28 January 1874 in Cradock, South Africa and died on 22 February 1941 in Frances Street, Observatory, Johannesburg, South Africa. Anna married JAMES COLE ROUS on 26 March 1902 in the DRC, Cradock, Cape, South Africa, son of JAMES ROUS and ALIXA COLE. He was born on 25 April 1874 in Pretoria, South Africa and died on 9 May 1931 in Middelburg, South Africa. Elizabeth Ann Rous, known as Lizann, was born to Graham and Joan Cole Rous on a Monday evening on 28 October 1935 at Stradbroke farm, Middleburg Cape. Graham Rous left for the war when she was very young and she felt his absence acutely. At one point she asked her mother "Mummy, did God also make the Germans?" "Yes, darling" Joan replied. "Well then it's God's fault that there is a war now!" At five years of age she was sent to boarding school in Cradock. She matriculated from Collegiate in Port Elizabeth. She went on to study Microbiology at the University of Cape Town and obtained a B.Sc. She did research work at Onderstepoort and was involved in the first heart transplants on animals. She later worked at the Polio Research Institute in Johannesburg. She married Leon Oliver Vercueil, a mechanical engineer, on 17 December 1960. Leon matriculated from St. Johns College and attained his B.Sc (mechanical engineering) at the University of the Witwatersrand in 1952, studied part time and obtained an M.Comm in 1956 from Pretoria University. He worked in the engineering industry becoming a managing director of companies. He retired in 1993. He was also a part time farmer for 35 years. Lizann was an avid sports woman. She played provincial hockey and squash. She obtained her Springbok colours in 1960 for squash and was the South African Woman's Champion in 1960 and 1961. She had her first child, Kim, on 19 February 1964 at Marymount Hospital, followed by two boys, Graham Rous Vercueil on 22 March 1966 and Pierre Mentz Vercueil on 22 June 1968 both at Marymount Nursing Home. She was an excellent speaker and won the International Toastmistress award for South Africa. She joined the staff of Rosebank Bible College in about 1975 and taught on both the Old and New Testament for over 20 years. She later taught at Rhema Bible College for a number of years. Her love of sport was later manifest in her passion for cycling. She and Leon cycled tandem and enjoyed races such as the Argus. She was the first woman veteran to cross the finish line! She loved the bush, particularly the farm on the Limpopo, Beskow, where she hunted, walked and boasted at making the 'biggest bond fires yet'. Lizann died on 12 February 2000 after a long fight against breast cancer. Her Children gave the following tribute to her at her funeral: "This is to honour 'Liza' and dad as their children for what she imparted into our characters and for the legacy that she has left for us, for who mum and dad will always be to us. Firstly, we honour dad for his choice of wife, of a mother to his children, for the friend and companion she was to us all. She has been a friend to each of us, in turn, often our closest friend, at times it felt as though she was our only friend! She instilled into our characters a sense of passion and enthusiasm and optimism that has enabled us to grasp life and live deliberately with conviction. She opened our eyes to look over the horizon and closed our personal space to love with affection. Liza left a legacy of prayer as our inheritance. She prayed for our husbands and wives before we even knew them, she prayed for her grandchildren before they were conceived, and so she has blessed us to the 100th generation. Our children will know her through our passion, our conviction, our affection. Liza was WILD! So much of what mum did, who she was so free to be and what she so amazingly achieved, was because of the rock solid stability that dad has been in all our lives. He guided her, calmed some of that craziness, he provided, protected and secured everything around her, so that she could be the woman of God she was. She loved dad. What an amazing 'gogo' (grandmother) she was. Dad said she would grow up with her kids, but I thin that we relinquished the responsibility of 'growing mum up' to her grandchildren. What an incredible appetite for fun she had, something we will all remember her by".
PIERRE MENTZ[2] VERCUIEL (LEON[1]) was born on 22 July 1968 in Johannesburg, South Africa. He married TAMARA BRIDGEFORD on 3 December 1994. She was born on 14 January 1971 to CAROL AND MIKE BRIDGEFORD. Pierre is the great grandson of ANNA LOUISE[6[ FLEMMER (CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born on 28 January 1874 in Cradock, South Africa and died on 22 February 1941 in Frances Street, Observatory, Johannesburg, South Africa. Anna married JAMES COLE ROUS on 26 March 1902 in the DRC Cradock, South Africa, South Africa, son of JAMES ROUS and ALIXA COLE. He was born on 25 April 1874 in Pretoria, South Africa and died on 9 May 1931 in Middelburg, South Africa. Pierre Mentz Vercueil was born to Lizann (Elizabeth Ann Rous) and Leon Vercueil on 22 July 1968 at the Mary Mount Hospital, Johannesburg, South Africa. Most of his childhood was spent between the plot, Kashani, in Northriding, Stradbroke in the Karoo and the Beskow Farm on the Limpopo. He went to the Waldorf Pre Primary School, attended St. Peter's Junior School and Matriculated from St Stithians College, Johannesburg in 1986. He was in the First Rugby Team in 1985 and 1986 as well as the squash team. He was conscripted to the South African Defense Force from 1987 to 1988 and obtained the rank of Lieutenant. He also reached the semi-finals of the 'fittest man in the military' when he broke his ankle and could not compete further. He graduated from the University of the Witwatersrand as a medical doctor (Mbbch) in 1994. On 3 December 1994 he married Tamara Bridgeford (born on 14 January 1971 to Carol and Mike) in Johannesburg. The moved to Welkom in the Free State where they both worked for Earnest Oppenheimer Hospital, he as a Medical Officer and she as a physiotherapist. In January 1996 Pierre resigned from EOH and spent 3 months building a Land Rover with his father and wife as able assistant. From 21 April that year to March 1997 they traveled Africa and were able to spend time with the gorillas and enjoy the delights of Zanzibar, to name but a few of the places they saw. Pierre returned to EOH in June 1997 to continue working as a medical officer. Robyn Lizann Vercueil was born on 28 August 2000 in Welkom, a total joy to them both. Pierre moved to Johannesburg where he started specialising as an ophthalmologist with Pretoria University and obtained his degree in June 2005. On 5 December 2003 Caitlin Nicole Vercueil was born. Pierre and his family live in Johannesburg where he practices as an ophthalmologist.

VERCUIEL, Pierre Mentz

Pierre VERCUIEL | 22 July 1968

PIERRE MENTZ[2] VERCUIEL (LEON[1]) was born on 22 July 1968 in Johannesburg, South Africa. He married TAMARA BRIDGEFORD on 3 December 1994. She was born on 14 January 1971 to CAROL AND MIKE BRIDGEFORD. Pierre is the great grandson of ANNA LOUISE[6[ FLEMMER (CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) born on 28 January 1874 in Cradock, South Africa and died on 22 February 1941 in Frances Street, Observatory, Johannesburg, South Africa. Anna married JAMES COLE ROUS on 26 March 1902 in the DRC Cradock, South Africa, South Africa, son of JAMES ROUS and ALIXA COLE. He was born on 25 April 1874 in Pretoria, South Africa and died on 9 May 1931 in Middelburg, South Africa. Pierre Mentz Vercueil was born to Lizann (Elizabeth Ann Rous) and Leon Vercueil on 22 July 1968 at the Mary Mount Hospital, Johannesburg, South Africa. Most of his childhood was spent between the plot, Kashani, in Northriding, Stradbroke in the Karoo and the Beskow Farm on the Limpopo. He went to the Waldorf Pre Primary School, attended St. Peter's Junior School and Matriculated from St Stithians College, Johannesburg in 1986. He was in the First Rugby Team in 1985 and 1986 as well as the squash team. He was conscripted to the South African Defense Force from 1987 to 1988 and obtained the rank of Lieutenant. He also reached the semi-finals of the 'fittest man in the military' when he broke his ankle and could not compete further. He graduated from the University of the Witwatersrand as a medical doctor (Mbbch) in 1994. On 3 December 1994 he married Tamara Bridgeford (born on 14 January 1971 to Carol and Mike) in Johannesburg. The moved to Welkom in the Free State where they both worked for Earnest Oppenheimer Hospital, he as a Medical Officer and she as a physiotherapist. In January 1996 Pierre resigned from EOH and spent 3 months building a Land Rover with his father and wife as able assistant. From 21 April that year to March 1997 they traveled Africa and were able to spend time with the gorillas and enjoy the delights of Zanzibar, to name but a few of the places they saw. Pierre returned to EOH in June 1997 to continue working as a medical officer. Robyn Lizann Vercueil was born on 28 August 2000 in Welkom, a total joy to them both. Pierre moved to Johannesburg where he started specialising as an ophthalmologist with Pretoria University and obtained his degree in June 2005. On 5 December 2003 Caitlin Nicole Vercueil was born. Pierre and his family live in Johannesburg where he practices as an ophthalmologist.
ESTELLE ROSA[3] PALLISTER (GEOFFREY FLEMMER[2], EDWARD[1]) was born 16 November 1944 in Boksburg, Transvaal, South Africa. She married DEREK GRAHAM WALKER on 10 December 1966 in Barberton, Transvaal, South Africa. He was born on 21 February 1943 in Port Elizabeth, South Africa. She is the granddaughter of EMMA BETTY MARTHA[6] FLEMMER (TOGER ABO AUGUST[5]) born on 12 June 1876 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa and died on 24 April 1908 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa. She married EDWARD PALLISTER on 26 January 1907 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa. He was born on 6 January 1879 in York, England. I went to Rhodes University (after matriculating at Union High School in Graaff Reinet) in 1963 where I managed to scrape home with a Social Science Degree (an academic I am not!!! ). My husband Derek also matriculated at Union High School with so and me our romance continues to date. He joined the Hide and Skin and Wool Industry and has been in it ever since. About six years ago he and a group of his colleagues went on their own and we are SO blessed that it has turned out to be a very rewarding career move. He is now most anxious to retire!! I was not able to get a post in Social Work in Johannesburg where we spent three years, so I did Vocational Guidance, Aptitude Testing etc. for what was then called Department of Labour. Then we were transferred to Durban where we spent eleven years before returning to Port Elizabeth (Derek's home town). We have been happily living here since 1980. We had our family in Durban so I have been a 'Home Executive', nursery school teacher and part time sales merchandiser since. We are privileged to spend Christmas at the Wilderness year after year with the immediate families and it was there that we lost Wayne, our eldest and only son, and Geoff's son Garth, in a freakish bakkie accident in 1986. Wayne was 16 years old. He was a complex child with an insatiable hunger to LIVE life. There were never enough hours in the day for him and sleep was a waste of time. His passion was the outdoors, animals and anything related to the sea or water. Built his own surf boards at age 13, wind surfed etc, etc. He and Garth were such buddies. Marcelle is my oldest daughter, now 32 years of age (was 16 months younger than Wayne). She married in January last year (2002) and they have just relocated from London to Johannesburg where Chris, her husband, is opening a branch for a European based Company dealing in courier work for dangerous goods. They have only been there four weeks, so everything is very hectic. Marcelle has only had one passion and that is ballet. Went to University of Cape Town Ballet School and danced and qualified as R.A.D ballet teacher. She taught in George and then went to London. She taught for a while in Wales and then back to London to enter the business world, necessitated by lack of money which, I may add, she loathed. She has now qualified as Pilates Instructor (new field working in conjunction with Physiotherapists and Chiropractors, sports training and, of course, Ballet studios.) She has many contacts in Johannesburg so hopefully will find her feet soon. She obtained her British passport via the ancestral Walker connections. She has also collected Aerobic Certificates along her life path!! Jeanne Marie, our younger daughter and a bit of a 'laat lammetjie' is now 25 years of age. She has been married to Jerran for 2 years and they live in our garden cottage (where my Mum, Marie, stayed before she packed herself off to Fairhaven Home). She was given a talent in sport that, unfortunately, has caused her and Jerran to do a 360-degree readjustment to their life plan. Two months after their marriage she developed back problems and to cut a long story short, has undergone treatment - back surgery - and has not been able to work. Because of all her sport activities she wore her disc away almost completely. Two years down the line and she will only begin to do some tennis coaching this year, God willing. She got a full tennis scholarship at De Paul University in Chicago, U.S.A. where she was for 4 years after she matriculated. She got a degree in Bachelor of Science in Physical Education. While there she played in satellite tournaments in France, coached at the Nikki Tennis Camps etc, so had a wonderful time. She and Jerran were at school together so the romance survived, he here in the Motor Industry, and her there. He spent a few months with her in the States and Europe. She came home and was offered a job to be the Tennis Professional at Club Med in Cancun, Mexico where she spent six months. We all went for a holiday and it was spectacular. Their plans to return to the States, he on transfer and she to resume tennis career, were aborted and the rest is history. We are just grateful for her positive attitude and fortitude they have both displayed in adversity. Just to add that Jeannie is so like her brother Wayne, it is quite uncanny. "Fluit fluit, my storie is uit!!!"

WALKER, Estelle Rosa (nee Pallister)

Estelle WALKER | 16 Nov 1944

ESTELLE ROSA[3] PALLISTER (GEOFFREY FLEMMER[2], EDWARD[1]) was born 16 November 1944 in Boksburg, Transvaal, South Africa. She married DEREK GRAHAM WALKER on 10 December 1966 in Barberton, Transvaal, South Africa. He was born on 21 February 1943 in Port Elizabeth, South Africa. She is the granddaughter of EMMA BETTY MARTHA[6] FLEMMER (TOGER ABO AUGUST[5]) born on 12 June 1876 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa and died on 24 April 1908 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa. She married EDWARD PALLISTER on 26 January 1907 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa. He was born on 6 January 1879 in York, England. I went to Rhodes University (after matriculating at Union High School in Graaff Reinet) in 1963 where I managed to scrape home with a Social Science Degree (an academic I am not!!! ). My husband Derek also matriculated at Union High School with so and me our romance continues to date. He joined the Hide and Skin and Wool Industry and has been in it ever since. About six years ago he and a group of his colleagues went on their own and we are SO blessed that it has turned out to be a very rewarding career move. He is now most anxious to retire!! I was not able to get a post in Social Work in Johannesburg where we spent three years, so I did Vocational Guidance, Aptitude Testing etc. for what was then called Department of Labour. Then we were transferred to Durban where we spent eleven years before returning to Port Elizabeth (Derek's home town). We have been happily living here since 1980. We had our family in Durban so I have been a 'Home Executive', nursery school teacher and part time sales merchandiser since. We are privileged to spend Christmas at the Wilderness year after year with the immediate families and it was there that we lost Wayne, our eldest and only son, and Geoff's son Garth, in a freakish bakkie accident in 1986. Wayne was 16 years old. He was a complex child with an insatiable hunger to LIVE life. There were never enough hours in the day for him and sleep was a waste of time. His passion was the outdoors, animals and anything related to the sea or water. Built his own surf boards at age 13, wind surfed etc, etc. He and Garth were such buddies. Marcelle is my oldest daughter, now 32 years of age (was 16 months younger than Wayne). She married in January last year (2002) and they have just relocated from London to Johannesburg where Chris, her husband, is opening a branch for a European based Company dealing in courier work for dangerous goods. They have only been there four weeks, so everything is very hectic. Marcelle has only had one passion and that is ballet. Went to University of Cape Town Ballet School and danced and qualified as R.A.D ballet teacher. She taught in George and then went to London. She taught for a while in Wales and then back to London to enter the business world, necessitated by lack of money which, I may add, she loathed. She has now qualified as Pilates Instructor (new field working in conjunction with Physiotherapists and Chiropractors, sports training and, of course, Ballet studios.) She has many contacts in Johannesburg so hopefully will find her feet soon. She obtained her British passport via the ancestral Walker connections. She has also collected Aerobic Certificates along her life path!! Jeanne Marie, our younger daughter and a bit of a 'laat lammetjie' is now 25 years of age. She has been married to Jerran for 2 years and they live in our garden cottage (where my Mum, Marie, stayed before she packed herself off to Fairhaven Home). She was given a talent in sport that, unfortunately, has caused her and Jerran to do a 360-degree readjustment to their life plan. Two months after their marriage she developed back problems and to cut a long story short, has undergone treatment - back surgery - and has not been able to work. Because of all her sport activities she wore her disc away almost completely. Two years down the line and she will only begin to do some tennis coaching this year, God willing. She got a full tennis scholarship at De Paul University in Chicago, U.S.A. where she was for 4 years after she matriculated. She got a degree in Bachelor of Science in Physical Education. While there she played in satellite tournaments in France, coached at the Nikki Tennis Camps etc, so had a wonderful time. She and Jerran were at school together so the romance survived, he here in the Motor Industry, and her there. He spent a few months with her in the States and Europe. She came home and was offered a job to be the Tennis Professional at Club Med in Cancun, Mexico where she spent six months. We all went for a holiday and it was spectacular. Their plans to return to the States, he on transfer and she to resume tennis career, were aborted and the rest is history. We are just grateful for her positive attitude and fortitude they have both displayed in adversity. Just to add that Jeannie is so like her brother Wayne, it is quite uncanny. "Fluit fluit, my storie is uit!!!"
MARJORY MERLE[3] ROUS (JAMES COLE[2], JAMES COOPER[1]) was born on 26 August 1904 in 'The Pyramids' Pretoria, South Africa, and died April 1964. She married WALTER WARDEN on 1 February 1934. He was born in 1894 in Edinburgh and died 1982. Marjory was the daughter of ANNA LOUISE[6] FLEMMER (CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) and was born on 28 January 1874 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa and died on 22 February 1941 in Frances Street, Observatory, Johannesburg, South Africa. Anna Louise married JAMES COLE ROUS on 26 March 1902 in the DRC Cradock, Cape, South Africa, son of JAMES ROUS and ALIXA COLE. He was born on 25 April 1874 in Pretoria, South Africa and died on 9 May 1931 in Middelburg, South Africa. ----- As told by her daughter Vicky Canning: Marjory was the only daughter of James and Anna Louisa (Louie) Rous. She would never tell me her age, and after her death I never liked to look it up so I can only say that she was born on the 26th August. Years later, after her father’s death she was helping sort his papers and found his diary for the year of her birth. Eagerly she looked up the date. It said “Daughter born. Returned plough to Joubert.”! I am not sure of her early education except that she and her brothers had a governess when living at Riverside farm. They detested the poor woman and when out walking took switches and beat tufts of grass saying “That’s Miss ----“. She went to Rhodes University where she majored in Latin and Greek (to the end of her life she read a chapter of the Bible in Greek every night – though she said her Greek was very bad). She took a teacher’s diploma and taught at Eshowe in Natal where she made friends with the local doctor who lent her a thoroughbred and she would gallop over the golf course before breakfast. What the golfers thought is not recorded. She married my father, Walter Warden on the 1st of February 1934. Walter was born in Edinburgh but educated in England. His father, an actuary, developed consumption and was advised to emigrate to a dry climate. He asked his wife (my grandmother) to pick where and she chose Salisbury, Rhodesia. When World War I broke out Walter was too young to join up so lied about his age and got in as a dispatch rider in East Africa, first on a horse called Stockings but later on motor bike. When World War II broke out his lie caught up with him when the SA Army declared him too old. He joined the Royal Artillery and became a captain. On his return to Johannesburg (uninjured) he joined the Sunday Times as a sub-editor. I was born in October 1936 and christened Judith Plesance but prefer my nickname, Vicky. During the War my mother took me (then three) to live at the Hilton-Barber’s holiday resort, Halesown, near Cradock. It was a happy time but later she rented a very grand house in Cradock from Garlakes. It was a double storey and had two small canons on either side of the front steps. Shortly after the War my parents were divorced and my mother rented a house on about an acre and half in Parktown North, Johannesburg (My dear, it’s so far out”!). We were very happy there and I acquired a donkey. (“Can’t I have a pony mummy? Sorry we can’t afford it.”). Kit Carter’s step-father, Jack Heathcote sold me a donkey for 10/-. In a short time I realized she was pregnant and she gave birth to the most adorable animal I have ever seen – a baby donkey. I rode the mother to school at Parktown Girls’ High. The headmistress, Miss MacGregor, was most understanding and said I could certainly keep a donkey there “provided it didn’t interfere with school work”. My mother taught all this time and though her salary was low we always had enough. We had a wonderful, dear servant, Dorah who I loved quite as much as my mother. Marjory was very popular and our spare room was hardly ever empty. I also remember people sleeping on the big couch in the dining room. We all enjoyed it very much and many interesting people came back several times. I went to Wits. where I majored in logic and moral philosophy and came out more bewildered than when I went in. But I enjoyed my time there; friends told me I went around smiling like an idiot. At least I was a happy idiot. Marjory died in the 60’s and I married a civil servant Hugh Canning. Unfortunately they never met as I’m sure they would have liked each other. After Hugh’s untimely death I couldn’t bear places we’d shared so emigrated to Salisbury, Rhodesia where I spent 10 happy years until Mugabe started putting South Africans in jail without trial. While there, assisted by Jill Swart, I started The Rhodesian Society for Parapsychology (hoping to make contact with Hugh). Through the Society I made many dear friends but finally decided that ESP was a mixture of coincidence, wish fulfillment and downright fraud. I also did two years of a three year honours course in psychology and economics at the University of Rhodesia which I loved but sadly had to leave in 1982 because of politics. Back in SA I started the Sandton Literary Agency through which I have met many delightful authors and publishers (and made a bit of money). I love Johannesburg (though I miss the CBD which always reminded me of the song ‘Downtown’). Looking back as an old woman I must say I have had a happy life, on the whole. This is probably mostly to do with good health, good friends and many beloved pets.

WARDEN, Marjory Merle (nee Rous)

Marjory WARDEN | 26 August 1904 - April 1964

MARJORY MERLE[3] ROUS (JAMES COLE[2], JAMES COOPER[1]) was born on 26 August 1904 in 'The Pyramids' Pretoria, South Africa, and died April 1964. She married WALTER WARDEN on 1 February 1934. He was born in 1894 in Edinburgh and died 1982. Marjory was the daughter of ANNA LOUISE[6] FLEMMER (CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) and was born on 28 January 1874 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa and died on 22 February 1941 in Frances Street, Observatory, Johannesburg, South Africa. Anna Louise married JAMES COLE ROUS on 26 March 1902 in the DRC Cradock, Cape, South Africa, son of JAMES ROUS and ALIXA COLE. He was born on 25 April 1874 in Pretoria, South Africa and died on 9 May 1931 in Middelburg, South Africa. ----- As told by her daughter Vicky Canning: Marjory was the only daughter of James and Anna Louisa (Louie) Rous. She would never tell me her age, and after her death I never liked to look it up so I can only say that she was born on the 26th August. Years later, after her father’s death she was helping sort his papers and found his diary for the year of her birth. Eagerly she looked up the date. It said “Daughter born. Returned plough to Joubert.”! I am not sure of her early education except that she and her brothers had a governess when living at Riverside farm. They detested the poor woman and when out walking took switches and beat tufts of grass saying “That’s Miss ----“. She went to Rhodes University where she majored in Latin and Greek (to the end of her life she read a chapter of the Bible in Greek every night – though she said her Greek was very bad). She took a teacher’s diploma and taught at Eshowe in Natal where she made friends with the local doctor who lent her a thoroughbred and she would gallop over the golf course before breakfast. What the golfers thought is not recorded. She married my father, Walter Warden on the 1st of February 1934. Walter was born in Edinburgh but educated in England. His father, an actuary, developed consumption and was advised to emigrate to a dry climate. He asked his wife (my grandmother) to pick where and she chose Salisbury, Rhodesia. When World War I broke out Walter was too young to join up so lied about his age and got in as a dispatch rider in East Africa, first on a horse called Stockings but later on motor bike. When World War II broke out his lie caught up with him when the SA Army declared him too old. He joined the Royal Artillery and became a captain. On his return to Johannesburg (uninjured) he joined the Sunday Times as a sub-editor. I was born in October 1936 and christened Judith Plesance but prefer my nickname, Vicky. During the War my mother took me (then three) to live at the Hilton-Barber’s holiday resort, Halesown, near Cradock. It was a happy time but later she rented a very grand house in Cradock from Garlakes. It was a double storey and had two small canons on either side of the front steps. Shortly after the War my parents were divorced and my mother rented a house on about an acre and half in Parktown North, Johannesburg (My dear, it’s so far out”!). We were very happy there and I acquired a donkey. (“Can’t I have a pony mummy? Sorry we can’t afford it.”). Kit Carter’s step-father, Jack Heathcote sold me a donkey for 10/-. In a short time I realized she was pregnant and she gave birth to the most adorable animal I have ever seen – a baby donkey. I rode the mother to school at Parktown Girls’ High. The headmistress, Miss MacGregor, was most understanding and said I could certainly keep a donkey there “provided it didn’t interfere with school work”. My mother taught all this time and though her salary was low we always had enough. We had a wonderful, dear servant, Dorah who I loved quite as much as my mother. Marjory was very popular and our spare room was hardly ever empty. I also remember people sleeping on the big couch in the dining room. We all enjoyed it very much and many interesting people came back several times. I went to Wits. where I majored in logic and moral philosophy and came out more bewildered than when I went in. But I enjoyed my time there; friends told me I went around smiling like an idiot. At least I was a happy idiot. Marjory died in the 60’s and I married a civil servant Hugh Canning. Unfortunately they never met as I’m sure they would have liked each other. After Hugh’s untimely death I couldn’t bear places we’d shared so emigrated to Salisbury, Rhodesia where I spent 10 happy years until Mugabe started putting South Africans in jail without trial. While there, assisted by Jill Swart, I started The Rhodesian Society for Parapsychology (hoping to make contact with Hugh). Through the Society I made many dear friends but finally decided that ESP was a mixture of coincidence, wish fulfillment and downright fraud. I also did two years of a three year honours course in psychology and economics at the University of Rhodesia which I loved but sadly had to leave in 1982 because of politics. Back in SA I started the Sandton Literary Agency through which I have met many delightful authors and publishers (and made a bit of money). I love Johannesburg (though I miss the CBD which always reminded me of the song ‘Downtown’). Looking back as an old woman I must say I have had a happy life, on the whole. This is probably mostly to do with good health, good friends and many beloved pets.
JOAN GWENDOLINE RHODES[2] BODY (FREDRICK WILLIAM CHARLES[1]) was born on 22 October 1931 in Tanga, Tanganyika. She married JOHN ANTHONY REGINALD WARREN on 28 March 1958 in Lidgetton. He was born on 10 May 1929 in Kimberley, South Africa. Joan is the daughter of MARGUERITE 'MADGE' DISTIN[7] FLEMMER (JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) who was born on 12 August 1900 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa and died on 15 August 1988 in Howick, Natal, South Africa. She married FREDRICK WILLIAM CHARLES BODY in January 1931 in Tanga, Tanganyika. He was born on 7 January 1900 in England and died on 21 June 1974 in Howick, Natal, South Africa. ----- Story of Joan Gwendoline Rhodes Warren: ------------------------------------------------------------- Born in Tanga, on 22 October 1931. Lived in Tanga until age 5 when the family moved to Durban, partly to get nearer to schools. After leasing houses for 6 months, they settled in Durban North, next door to the Junior School so that they only needed to duck under the fence to be in the school grounds. My Father was the Director in the Durban office of an indent agency called Carst & Walker. We spent 6 months in 1944 living in Bryanston, Johannesburg, while he ran that office. Then I started at the Durban Girls’ High School for only 1 year, going by 2 double decker buses right across Durban. This was too tiring so I asked to become a boarder at PMB Girls High. Became head Prefect in 1949 and Captain of the netball team. My parents moved to Cape Town. I attended the University of Natal, Pmb, to do a BA, majoring in English and Psychology, with a view to doing a one year Diploma in Pre-primary school teaching. This I did at Berkley House, Claremont, Cape Town. I finished my thesis in the British Museum while traveling abroad. I joined the staff of Berkley House demonstration school and lectured at the training college in the afternoons. I left Cape Town to marry John Warren, whom I had met at University. We married in 1958 on 28 March and lived on Burnside Farm in beautiful Balgowan, dairying and running sheep. A lack of available water to irrigate the pastures necessitated selling. John then managed Bosch Hoek for Mr Punch Barlow, from 1964 – 1969. Carolyn had been born in April 1959 and Anthony in August 1960 while at Burnside. Left Bosch Hoek for John to take up lecturing and research at Cedara Agricultural College in 1970. We moved to our own farm, Preston Farm, in 1973/4 to do vegetables. John by now was doing extension officer advisory work in the Midlands. It was not long before we bought jersey cows and started dairying again and John returned to full time farming. We survived a horrific fire which burnt down 2 thatched houses on either side of our own. My Father died on 21 June 1974. This was followed by Anthony’s death months later on 2 Dec 1974, leaving us all very sad. After being approached by an inspector of pre-primary schools late in November 1977, I agreed to convert a play-school in Howick into a proper pre-primary with 4 teachers and myself. This was very rewarding, but I needed to get back to being a farmer’s wife and a mother, so only stayed for 1 year (1978). In 1979, I traveled to Europe with Carolyn to get her started on her overseas trip. John set to work to build a house for my Mother next to ours. She moved in 1982 but soon realised that she needed company in her house. Her brother Neville joined her later in 1982 but not for long, as he died in Grey’s Hospital, Pietermaritzburg on 2 Dec 1983. After a long period of caregiving for me, I still had to work on the investment trusts set up by my Father’s will. My sister, Pam, died on 21 April 1981 and I then was entrusted with helping her 3 children on the financial side. My Mother died in August 1988 during a visit to SA of my brother, Ron and his family from Canada. Our son Grant, was by this time living and helping on the farm, as John’s health was faltering. After a period of adjustment, they settled into a happy and cheerful co-operation. Grant married in September 1993 and Granny’s house was happily taken over. We are now very lucky to be able to watch Grant playing cricket on the lawn with his sons and to enjoy being part of their growing up and to see the farm thriving under Grant’s wonderful management. We have had the 2 wedding receptions for our 2 daughters on the lawn in front of the house. Carolyn and Neil now live near Alton, Hampshire in the UK with their 2 sons and we have enjoyed several sojourns with them in Prague, Czech Republic and in the UK. Diana and Ross live in Pmb with their 2 sons, so we are blessed with 7 lovely grandsons!! Story of John Anthony Reginald Warren: ---------------------------------------------------------- John was born on 10 May 1929 in Kimberley to Leslie and Doris Warren. Leslie was a civil engineer, so the family lived in several places. John attended Western Province Preparatory School in Claremont Cape Town and St. Andrew’s College in Grahamstown where he was a prefect and head of house. John read a BSc. Agriculture Degree at the University of Natal, Pietermaritzburg, majoring in Animal Husbandry. John played rugby for the university for 3 years and was Vice-captain for 1 year. On completion of University, John spent 1 year in New Zealand at Ruakura Animal Research Station in 1953 and then traveled in Europe. John returned to farm in the Balgowan area and then in 1956 he and his father bought Burnside farm in Balgowan. Hon joined Mr. “Punch” Barlow on his farm Bosch Hoek as farm manager in 1964. In 1970 John left to lecture and conduct research at Cedara Agricultural College. While at Cedara, he purchased Preston Farm and built our house. When the family moved in John did extension farm advisory work until the farm was ready for full time management and the running of sheep and a jersey dairy herd. Grant, our son joined him in 1990 and is now running the farm. John loves dogs and his interests are farming, golf and music. Story of Carolyn Burchell, nee Warren ------------------------------------------------------ Born in 1959, Carolyn went to school at St Anne’s College, Hilton and wrote matric in 1976. She graduated with a BA degree from the University of Natal, Pietermaritzburg and the following year did a secretarial course. After travelling in Europe for a number of months, she started work and had a long career in the commercial and retail property business where she was involved with PR, leasing and letting. In 1992, she married Neil Robert Burchell who was born of British expatriat parents in Abedan, Iran in 1959. At the time of their marriage, Neil worked in London but soon after the birth of their first son, Timothy Robert in November 1993, he was transferred to work in Central Europe. They lived in Prague for a number of years and while there, their second son, Michael John was born in May 1995. They returned to England in 1999 and now live in Hampshire, England where Neil runs his own consultancy business and Carolyn works from home doing therapeutic massage and transcription typing. She is also involved with local clubs and charities for which she does voluntary work. When she can she also enjoys tennis and walking in the beautiful English countryside. Story of Grant and Inma: ------------------------------------ Inma: Attended the University of Valencia where she studied French and Spanish Literature. She loves languages and music and teaches French at Hilton College. Grant: Born when John and Joan Warren lived at Bosch Hoek, Balgowan. He attended Cowan House Prep school in Hilton and then Hilton College. He achieved honours in hockey, playing for the Natal schools hockey team and was the cross-country champion. He attended the University of Natal, Pmb and read a BSc Agriculture with a major in horticulture. Grant did his compulsory military training and then traveled overseas where he met his wife Inma in Paris. In 1990 Grant joined his father, John on Preston Farm, which was a dairy farm and he extended and developed the farm to include potato, cabbage and maize. His interests are: golf, hockey and his family. Children: a: Matthew Grant Warren b:29 November 1995 in Pmb. Attended Howick Prep and in 2004 moved to Cowan House. Currently in Grade 4. Interests are: READING, golf, snooker and cricket b: Anthony John Warren b: 5 July 1997. Attends Howick Prep School and is in Grade 2. Interests: CRICKET c: Alex David Warren b: 13 October 2001 and is at Pre-primary school Story of Diana and Ross Lewin -------------------------------------------- Born in 1968, Diana matriculated from St. Anne’s College in 1985, after which she read a BA degree at the University of Natal, Pietermaritzburg. On completion of this degree, she went to the University of Cape Town and obtained a Post-graduate Diploma in Human Resource Management, which enabled her to work as an HR practitioner. Diana moved to Jhb in 1990 and stayed with Carolyn while working for Eskom in Management development. Diana worked for Eskom for 5 years before resigning and traveling overseas to work and travel for a period of 1 year. Diana returned from the UK to work in Pietermaritzburg for Sappi Forests in Organisational Development and Change and then as the Training Manager. During this time she and Ross married at St. Anne’s and the reception was held at Preston Farm (April 1997). Ross was working as an Agricultural Engineer for a local Engineering firm, as was mostly involved in establishing rural water schemes. In 1999, Ross started his own company Intermap as a software development company specialising in web-based business solutions. He started in the spare room at home but this has now grown to 30 staff members and they occupy space at a local business park. In January 2000 Douglas Ross was born and after 8 months of working from home as the Training Manager for Sappi, Diana resigned to become a full-time mother, apart from a few consultancy jobs every few months. Murray Ross was born in November 2001 and all consultancy jobs ended! When Murray was 18 months, Diana began to assist Ross with the Human Resources function at Intermap and that role has grown considerably since then.

WARREN, Joan Gwendoline Rhodes (Body) & Families

Joan WARREN | 22 October 1931

JOAN GWENDOLINE RHODES[2] BODY (FREDRICK WILLIAM CHARLES[1]) was born on 22 October 1931 in Tanga, Tanganyika. She married JOHN ANTHONY REGINALD WARREN on 28 March 1958 in Lidgetton. He was born on 10 May 1929 in Kimberley, South Africa. Joan is the daughter of MARGUERITE 'MADGE' DISTIN[7] FLEMMER (JOHN DISTIN[6], CHRISTIAN LUDVIG[5]) who was born on 12 August 1900 in Cradock, Cape, South Africa and died on 15 August 1988 in Howick, Natal, South Africa. She married FREDRICK WILLIAM CHARLES BODY in January 1931 in Tanga, Tanganyika. He was born on 7 January 1900 in England and died on 21 June 1974 in Howick, Natal, South Africa. ----- Story of Joan Gwendoline Rhodes Warren: ------------------------------------------------------------- Born in Tanga, on 22 October 1931. Lived in Tanga until age 5 when the family moved to Durban, partly to get nearer to schools. After leasing houses for 6 months, they settled in Durban North, next door to the Junior School so that they only needed to duck under the fence to be in the school grounds. My Father was the Director in the Durban office of an indent agency called Carst & Walker. We spent 6 months in 1944 living in Bryanston, Johannesburg, while he ran that office. Then I started at the Durban Girls’ High School for only 1 year, going by 2 double decker buses right across Durban. This was too tiring so I asked to become a boarder at PMB Girls High. Became head Prefect in 1949 and Captain of the netball team. My parents moved to Cape Town. I attended the University of Natal, Pmb, to do a BA, majoring in English and Psychology, with a view to doing a one year Diploma in Pre-primary school teaching. This I did at Berkley House, Claremont, Cape Town. I finished my thesis in the British Museum while traveling abroad. I joined the staff of Berkley House demonstration school and lectured at the training college in the afternoons. I left Cape Town to marry John Warren, whom I had met at University. We married in 1958 on 28 March and lived on Burnside Farm in beautiful Balgowan, dairying and running sheep. A lack of available water to irrigate the pastures necessitated selling. John then managed Bosch Hoek for Mr Punch Barlow, from 1964 – 1969. Carolyn had been born in April 1959 and Anthony in August 1960 while at Burnside. Left Bosch Hoek for John to take up lecturing and research at Cedara Agricultural College in 1970. We moved to our own farm, Preston Farm, in 1973/4 to do vegetables. John by now was doing extension officer advisory work in the Midlands. It was not long before we bought jersey cows and started dairying again and John returned to full time farming. We survived a horrific fire which burnt down 2 thatched houses on either side of our own. My Father died on 21 June 1974. This was followed by Anthony’s death months later on 2 Dec 1974, leaving us all very sad. After being approached by an inspector of pre-primary schools late in November 1977, I agreed to convert a play-school in Howick into a proper pre-primary with 4 teachers and myself. This was very rewarding, but I needed to get back to being a farmer’s wife and a mother, so only stayed for 1 year (1978). In 1979, I traveled to Europe with Carolyn to get her started on her overseas trip. John set to work to build a house for my Mother next to ours. She moved in 1982 but soon realised that she needed company in her house. Her brother Neville joined her later in 1982 but not for long, as he died in Grey’s Hospital, Pietermaritzburg on 2 Dec 1983. After a long period of caregiving for me, I still had to work on the investment trusts set up by my Father’s will. My sister, Pam, died on 21 April 1981 and I then was entrusted with helping her 3 children on the financial side. My Mother died in August 1988 during a visit to SA of my brother, Ron and his family from Canada. Our son Grant, was by this time living and helping on the farm, as John’s health was faltering. After a period of adjustment, they settled into a happy and cheerful co-operation. Grant married in September 1993 and Granny’s house was happily taken over. We are now very lucky to be able to watch Grant playing cricket on the lawn with his sons and to enjoy being part of their growing up and to see the farm thriving under Grant’s wonderful management. We have had the 2 wedding receptions for our 2 daughters on the lawn in front of the house. Carolyn and Neil now live near Alton, Hampshire in the UK with their 2 sons and we have enjoyed several sojourns with them in Prague, Czech Republic and in the UK. Diana and Ross live in Pmb with their 2 sons, so we are blessed with 7 lovely grandsons!! Story of John Anthony Reginald Warren: ---------------------------------------------------------- John was born on 10 May 1929 in Kimberley to Leslie and Doris Warren. Leslie was a civil engineer, so the family lived in several places. John attended Western Province Preparatory School in Claremont Cape Town and St. Andrew’s College in Grahamstown where he was a prefect and head of house. John read a BSc. Agriculture Degree at the University of Natal, Pietermaritzburg, majoring in Animal Husbandry. John played rugby for the university for 3 years and was Vice-captain for 1 year. On completion of University, John spent 1 year in New Zealand at Ruakura Animal Research Station in 1953 and then traveled in Europe. John returned to farm in the Balgowan area and then in 1956 he and his father bought Burnside farm in Balgowan. Hon joined Mr. “Punch” Barlow on his farm Bosch Hoek as farm manager in 1964. In 1970 John left to lecture and conduct research at Cedara Agricultural College. While at Cedara, he purchased Preston Farm and built our house. When the family moved in John did extension farm advisory work until the farm was ready for full time management and the running of sheep and a jersey dairy herd. Grant, our son joined him in 1990 and is now running the farm. John loves dogs and his interests are farming, golf and music. Story of Carolyn Burchell, nee Warren ------------------------------------------------------ Born in 1959, Carolyn went to school at St Anne’s College, Hilton and wrote matric in 1976. She graduated with a BA degree from the University of Natal, Pietermaritzburg and the following year did a secretarial course. After travelling in Europe for a number of months, she started work and had a long career in the commercial and retail property business where she was involved with PR, leasing and letting. In 1992, she married Neil Robert Burchell who was born of British expatriat parents in Abedan, Iran in 1959. At the time of their marriage, Neil worked in London but soon after the birth of their first son, Timothy Robert in November 1993, he was transferred to work in Central Europe. They lived in Prague for a number of years and while there, their second son, Michael John was born in May 1995. They returned to England in 1999 and now live in Hampshire, England where Neil runs his own consultancy business and Carolyn works from home doing therapeutic massage and transcription typing. She is also involved with local clubs and charities for which she does voluntary work. When she can she also enjoys tennis and walking in the beautiful English countryside. Story of Grant and Inma: ------------------------------------ Inma: Attended the University of Valencia where she studied French and Spanish Literature. She loves languages and music and teaches French at Hilton College. Grant: Born when John and Joan Warren lived at Bosch Hoek, Balgowan. He attended Cowan House Prep school in Hilton and then Hilton College. He achieved honours in hockey, playing for the Natal schools hockey team and was the cross-country champion. He attended the University of Natal, Pmb and read a BSc Agriculture with a major in horticulture. Grant did his compulsory military training and then traveled overseas where he met his wife Inma in Paris. In 1990 Grant joined his father, John on Preston Farm, which was a dairy farm and he extended and developed the farm to include potato, cabbage and maize. His interests are: golf, hockey and his family. Children: a: Matthew Grant Warren b:29 November 1995 in Pmb. Attended Howick Prep and in 2004 moved to Cowan House. Currently in Grade 4. Interests are: READING, golf, snooker and cricket b: Anthony John Warren b: 5 July 1997. Attends Howick Prep School and is in Grade 2. Interests: CRICKET c: Alex David Warren b: 13 October 2001 and is at Pre-primary school Story of Diana and Ross Lewin -------------------------------------------- Born in 1968, Diana matriculated from St. Anne’s College in 1985, after which she read a BA degree at the University of Natal, Pietermaritzburg. On completion of this degree, she went to the University of Cape Town and obtained a Post-graduate Diploma in Human Resource Management, which enabled her to work as an HR practitioner. Diana moved to Jhb in 1990 and stayed with Carolyn while working for Eskom in Management development. Diana worked for Eskom for 5 years before resigning and traveling overseas to work and travel for a period of 1 year. Diana returned from the UK to work in Pietermaritzburg for Sappi Forests in Organisational Development and Change and then as the Training Manager. During this time she and Ross married at St. Anne’s and the reception was held at Preston Farm (April 1997). Ross was working as an Agricultural Engineer for a local Engineering firm, as was mostly involved in establishing rural water schemes. In 1999, Ross started his own company Intermap as a software development company specialising in web-based business solutions. He started in the spare room at home but this has now grown to 30 staff members and they occupy space at a local business park. In January 2000 Douglas Ross was born and after 8 months of working from home as the Training Manager for Sappi, Diana resigned to become a full-time mother, apart from a few consultancy jobs every few months. Murray Ross was born in November 2001 and all consultancy jobs ended! When Murray was 18 months, Diana began to assist Ross with the Human Resources function at Intermap and that role has grown considerably since then.
COLLEEN MARY[9] FLEMMER (NOLAN GEORGE[8], OSWALD NOLAN[7], MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) was born 6 January 1967 in the Mater Dei Hospital in East London, South Africa. She is married (by De Facto law in New Zealand) to DAVID JOHN STRETCH, born in Gore, New Zealand on 16 August 1962. ----- PERSONAL HISTORY OF COLLEEN FLEMMER - WRITTEN 23 JANUARY 2003 Engaged to David John Stretch on my birthday (06 Jan 2003) in Mozambique. A bit about my past: I was born in East London on 6 January 1967 at the Mater Dei Hospital. We lived in the wonderfully huge family home that had been in the family for many lifetimes - St Anthony, 205 Old Transkei Rd, Nahoon Valley, East London. The house was situated a little higher up than most other houses on the Nahoon River and we had a tennis court and a swimming pool, maid's quarters and a huge garden which we spent a lot of time playing in. I fondly remember a huge Jakaranda tree on the roadside of the house and a gorgeously scented Frangipani tree. I grew up with my 2 sisters, Shirley and Helen and my brother David who came a few years later!!! My dad worked as a lawyer at the family practice called Drake, Flemmer, Orsmond and Vermaak while my mom owned a clothing boutique where she worked. That was probably when we were a bit older, I don't think she worked while we were young - I can't remember much from the early days! (Sorry mom!) But I do remember having a wonderful live-in African maid called Felicia who looked after us. She brought her children to the house a lot and I remember playing with them (especially Noomsa the daughter). This was in the days of apartheid with racial segregation so it was unusual to have a black friend but Felicia's kids were like brothers and sisters to us. As a child I played a lot of tennis and took it seriously enough to play in tournaments and was top at school. I was a skinny child with awfully long skinny legs but I had a strong forehand. I used to practice every day with a friend from up the road (Craig Cullingworth) and I loved my tennis. I also played hockey and did a lot of swimming. We were a busy household, always a lot of visitors and of course our cousins, the de Villiers' (Dan, Robert and Jax - children of Sally and Mike de Villiers) and the Flemmer boys (Justin, Keith and Peter - sons of Dan and Pat Flemmer) spent a lot of time at our home playing with us. We were close in ages and loved each other like one HUGE family. We were also extremely close to our parents best friends (Gay and Tallis Snr Hurly) whose kids we loved like cousins (Katherine, Mari, Penny and Tallis). Our parents used to travel overseas for a few weeks every other year and we would be left behind with either the Divs or the Hurlys. We loved those times. Those were fun days playing in the pool, on the tennis court and swimming in the Nahoon River. Before the days of computers so no sitting around inside but I was a big reader and I do recall closing my bedroom door and spending a lot of time alone reading. I was born with very bad eye sight and at the age of 3, I had my first eye-op to correct my stigmatism and another shortly after to help with my short-sightedness. I wore glasses (the thick black bottletop type) for most of my childhood which I hated and was very conscious of them, coupled with my frizzy Flemmer hair - yip I was not a pretty child. As soon as I turned 16 I was allowed contact lenses and life changed for me. I was always the quiet nerdy bookworm child but not anymore. It gave me huge confidence and opened up a whole new world of dating, boys, and partying. I remember loving my teenage years (my parents may remember it differently!!!!). As for the rest of the family, I remember my grandmother (Granny Dot) fondly but I never got to meet my grandfather who had died before I was born. I remember Gran coming for lunch every Sunday which cramped our fun a bit as we could never go out on a Sunday and always had to eat the same thing - roast chicken with veggies. I also remember fondly our Aunty Patsy (who must have been granny Dot's sister I think). She had never married and as far as we knew she had never had a partner. She had polio as a child and so walked with a limp, she was a happy positive sort and we enjoyed her visits. The Divs (de Villiers'), Flemmers and Hurlys always used to come around for tea on a Sunday afternoon. We also hosted a few orphans from the orphanage (dad was on the board for the orphanage at the time) which was always hard work to be nice to these strange kids who we didn't know. But always ended up fun by the end of the day - and it's so nice to think back now to how special those days must have been for those kids who had so little and came to this house with so much fun and entertainment!!!! There was not much we lacked for growing up - although not like it is today with all the possessions kids need - life was simpler then and we didn't need for much. I guess having the river as a playground was also a bonus - we would spend hours swimming across to the island in front of the house and then throw mud at one another or slide along on the mud, we camped many a night on the island amongst snakes and legavarns (small breed of crocodiles) and were never scared off by water snakes or huge fish. You'd never see me in that water nowadays!!! High School days I attended Clarendon High School for Girls and really enjoyed it. I matriculated in 1984 and chose to study hairdressing in Port Elizabeth at the PE Technical College (1 year full time). I then moved to Cape Town and worked as an apprentice hairdresser in an up-market salon in Sea Point. Qualified after a year. Worked as a qualified for another year and gave it all up to travel to Europe for a year. Spent 3 months working on a kibbutz in Israel, backpacking around Greece, Turkey, Italy, France and ended up in England where I worked for a couple of months. Returned to SA after a year and changed careers. Enrolled in art school at the AAA School of Design and Advertising (1 yr full time). This was still the days before computer design. Graduated and got my first job as an assistant to a fashion photographer. Taught myself DTP (Desk Top Publishing) and changed jobs to work for an advertising agency. Spent the next 9 years in Cape Town working in the ad industry. 1998 saw me take leave of family and friends (I had been engaged to a long term boyfriend Etienne Bruwer which ended abruptly) and embarked on a life-changing journey through Asia. Spent a year travelling in India, Nepal, Thailand, Singapore, Malaysia, Cambodia, Laos, Indonesia, Philippines and finally across to Australia. Met a super Dutch guy who I was mad about and thought I would end up living in Holland but I was realistic and returned home after the year was up. On my return to SA, I was offered a job in an advertising agency in Dubai (United Arab Emirates) which I took the chance at. Spent three wonderful years there. However I did manage to take an 8 month sabbatical to visit my lifetime dream country, South America. Had, in the interim, met my now fiancé Dave Stretch - from New Zealand - who had since moved to Mozambique to work on a 6 month engineering contract for Mozal Aluminium Smelter. We spent his last 2 months in Mozambique together and then we headed to South America, visiting Argentina, Chile, Peru, Bolivia and Ecuador. I was unfortunately under obligation to return to Dubai to my old job and Dave started a new contract in Johannesburg for 6 months. His next contract was to be in Mozambique again, so after 5 months back at the job, I decided to pack Dubai in and move there. We have been living here since Feb last year (2002), I'm still working for the same company in Dubai but via e-mail and an ISDN line. Live a wonderful expat lifestyle working a few hours every day and spending my time gardening, reading, socialising, playing bridge and travelling on weekends. Couldn't be happier. Dave's contract will be up end of May this year, when we'll return to Dubai again for another year or two, before finally moving permanently to New Zealand to build a house and settle into "life in the burbs" (and can't wait!!!!!!). All my travels have been significant events for me, including 2 trips to New Zealand which were both mind-blowing. Another significant event was when I risked a laser eye-operation. I now sport 20/20 vision and am grateful every waking day to modern technology. The day I decided to brave the big world and leave the comforts and security of my life in Cape Town and travel east. That was a big day... Of course my biggest love is travelling. Anywhere. I love the great outdoors and any form of adventure although I have a crippling fear of the sea and watersports (which I wish I didn't have). Love hiking, tennis, reading, have a wild passion for books of any sort, love good design and interesting architecture, fashion and trends, gardening, history, cooking and fine dining, and of course my friends and family. Love life!!!!!!! Updated Oct 2014: --------------------------- Dave and I now have two children, Troy Kelby Stretch (born 31 May 2004) and Stella Mia Stretch (born 22 May 2006). Troy was born in SA (East London) as Dave's next job posting was St Petersburg, Russia and I didn't want to birth him there. At 6 weeks old Troy and I flew to Russia to join Dave and stayed all of 3 months before the project was shelved and we returned to NZ to await the next posting. Off to Western Australia, Bunbury (2 hrs south of Perth) where we stayed just under 3 years. Stella was born there, but Troy had become increasingly ill with a failure to thrive and was eventually - at the age of 1 - diagnosed with Crohns disease. No family history that we know of. 10 Years down the track with loads of suffering and medical intervention (in and out of hospital), he has never been in remission but 2 months ago had his colon removed which has given him amazing relief and he's now enjoying a huge growth spurt and high energy levels! Long may it last! Stella on the other hand is fit and healthy with no signs of the disease. We moved to NZ when she was 6 months old and built a house on the spectacular Crown Range down south near Arrowtown/Queenstown. Live on a rural block with magnificent views of the Wakatipu area below us and are part of a fabulous community of multicultural friends who all make living here so enjoyable. We have since sold that home and built a second one which we moved into 3 months ago. We also have bought a 9-unit motel along the way which keeps me employed, Dave has been building the house (still doing the landscaping) after which he'll start a business or get a job! In the meanwhile I keep myself busy designing graphic artworks which I sell online and to a few stores in the area. I have now undertaken to redesign and upkeep the family website which I anticipate will be a whole new adventure in itself - a new direction for me....

​FLEMMER, Colleen Mary

Colleen FLEMMER | 6 Jan 1967

COLLEEN MARY[9] FLEMMER (NOLAN GEORGE[8], OSWALD NOLAN[7], MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) was born 6 January 1967 in the Mater Dei Hospital in East London, South Africa. She is married (by De Facto law in New Zealand) to DAVID JOHN STRETCH, born in Gore, New Zealand on 16 August 1962. ----- PERSONAL HISTORY OF COLLEEN FLEMMER - WRITTEN 23 JANUARY 2003 Engaged to David John Stretch on my birthday (06 Jan 2003) in Mozambique. A bit about my past: I was born in East London on 6 January 1967 at the Mater Dei Hospital. We lived in the wonderfully huge family home that had been in the family for many lifetimes - St Anthony, 205 Old Transkei Rd, Nahoon Valley, East London. The house was situated a little higher up than most other houses on the Nahoon River and we had a tennis court and a swimming pool, maid's quarters and a huge garden which we spent a lot of time playing in. I fondly remember a huge Jakaranda tree on the roadside of the house and a gorgeously scented Frangipani tree. I grew up with my 2 sisters, Shirley and Helen and my brother David who came a few years later!!! My dad worked as a lawyer at the family practice called Drake, Flemmer, Orsmond and Vermaak while my mom owned a clothing boutique where she worked. That was probably when we were a bit older, I don't think she worked while we were young - I can't remember much from the early days! (Sorry mom!) But I do remember having a wonderful live-in African maid called Felicia who looked after us. She brought her children to the house a lot and I remember playing with them (especially Noomsa the daughter). This was in the days of apartheid with racial segregation so it was unusual to have a black friend but Felicia's kids were like brothers and sisters to us. As a child I played a lot of tennis and took it seriously enough to play in tournaments and was top at school. I was a skinny child with awfully long skinny legs but I had a strong forehand. I used to practice every day with a friend from up the road (Craig Cullingworth) and I loved my tennis. I also played hockey and did a lot of swimming. We were a busy household, always a lot of visitors and of course our cousins, the de Villiers' (Dan, Robert and Jax - children of Sally and Mike de Villiers) and the Flemmer boys (Justin, Keith and Peter - sons of Dan and Pat Flemmer) spent a lot of time at our home playing with us. We were close in ages and loved each other like one HUGE family. We were also extremely close to our parents best friends (Gay and Tallis Snr Hurly) whose kids we loved like cousins (Katherine, Mari, Penny and Tallis). Our parents used to travel overseas for a few weeks every other year and we would be left behind with either the Divs or the Hurlys. We loved those times. Those were fun days playing in the pool, on the tennis court and swimming in the Nahoon River. Before the days of computers so no sitting around inside but I was a big reader and I do recall closing my bedroom door and spending a lot of time alone reading. I was born with very bad eye sight and at the age of 3, I had my first eye-op to correct my stigmatism and another shortly after to help with my short-sightedness. I wore glasses (the thick black bottletop type) for most of my childhood which I hated and was very conscious of them, coupled with my frizzy Flemmer hair - yip I was not a pretty child. As soon as I turned 16 I was allowed contact lenses and life changed for me. I was always the quiet nerdy bookworm child but not anymore. It gave me huge confidence and opened up a whole new world of dating, boys, and partying. I remember loving my teenage years (my parents may remember it differently!!!!). As for the rest of the family, I remember my grandmother (Granny Dot) fondly but I never got to meet my grandfather who had died before I was born. I remember Gran coming for lunch every Sunday which cramped our fun a bit as we could never go out on a Sunday and always had to eat the same thing - roast chicken with veggies. I also remember fondly our Aunty Patsy (who must have been granny Dot's sister I think). She had never married and as far as we knew she had never had a partner. She had polio as a child and so walked with a limp, she was a happy positive sort and we enjoyed her visits. The Divs (de Villiers'), Flemmers and Hurlys always used to come around for tea on a Sunday afternoon. We also hosted a few orphans from the orphanage (dad was on the board for the orphanage at the time) which was always hard work to be nice to these strange kids who we didn't know. But always ended up fun by the end of the day - and it's so nice to think back now to how special those days must have been for those kids who had so little and came to this house with so much fun and entertainment!!!! There was not much we lacked for growing up - although not like it is today with all the possessions kids need - life was simpler then and we didn't need for much. I guess having the river as a playground was also a bonus - we would spend hours swimming across to the island in front of the house and then throw mud at one another or slide along on the mud, we camped many a night on the island amongst snakes and legavarns (small breed of crocodiles) and were never scared off by water snakes or huge fish. You'd never see me in that water nowadays!!! High School days I attended Clarendon High School for Girls and really enjoyed it. I matriculated in 1984 and chose to study hairdressing in Port Elizabeth at the PE Technical College (1 year full time). I then moved to Cape Town and worked as an apprentice hairdresser in an up-market salon in Sea Point. Qualified after a year. Worked as a qualified for another year and gave it all up to travel to Europe for a year. Spent 3 months working on a kibbutz in Israel, backpacking around Greece, Turkey, Italy, France and ended up in England where I worked for a couple of months. Returned to SA after a year and changed careers. Enrolled in art school at the AAA School of Design and Advertising (1 yr full time). This was still the days before computer design. Graduated and got my first job as an assistant to a fashion photographer. Taught myself DTP (Desk Top Publishing) and changed jobs to work for an advertising agency. Spent the next 9 years in Cape Town working in the ad industry. 1998 saw me take leave of family and friends (I had been engaged to a long term boyfriend Etienne Bruwer which ended abruptly) and embarked on a life-changing journey through Asia. Spent a year travelling in India, Nepal, Thailand, Singapore, Malaysia, Cambodia, Laos, Indonesia, Philippines and finally across to Australia. Met a super Dutch guy who I was mad about and thought I would end up living in Holland but I was realistic and returned home after the year was up. On my return to SA, I was offered a job in an advertising agency in Dubai (United Arab Emirates) which I took the chance at. Spent three wonderful years there. However I did manage to take an 8 month sabbatical to visit my lifetime dream country, South America. Had, in the interim, met my now fiancé Dave Stretch - from New Zealand - who had since moved to Mozambique to work on a 6 month engineering contract for Mozal Aluminium Smelter. We spent his last 2 months in Mozambique together and then we headed to South America, visiting Argentina, Chile, Peru, Bolivia and Ecuador. I was unfortunately under obligation to return to Dubai to my old job and Dave started a new contract in Johannesburg for 6 months. His next contract was to be in Mozambique again, so after 5 months back at the job, I decided to pack Dubai in and move there. We have been living here since Feb last year (2002), I'm still working for the same company in Dubai but via e-mail and an ISDN line. Live a wonderful expat lifestyle working a few hours every day and spending my time gardening, reading, socialising, playing bridge and travelling on weekends. Couldn't be happier. Dave's contract will be up end of May this year, when we'll return to Dubai again for another year or two, before finally moving permanently to New Zealand to build a house and settle into "life in the burbs" (and can't wait!!!!!!). All my travels have been significant events for me, including 2 trips to New Zealand which were both mind-blowing. Another significant event was when I risked a laser eye-operation. I now sport 20/20 vision and am grateful every waking day to modern technology. The day I decided to brave the big world and leave the comforts and security of my life in Cape Town and travel east. That was a big day... Of course my biggest love is travelling. Anywhere. I love the great outdoors and any form of adventure although I have a crippling fear of the sea and watersports (which I wish I didn't have). Love hiking, tennis, reading, have a wild passion for books of any sort, love good design and interesting architecture, fashion and trends, gardening, history, cooking and fine dining, and of course my friends and family. Love life!!!!!!! Updated Oct 2014: --------------------------- Dave and I now have two children, Troy Kelby Stretch (born 31 May 2004) and Stella Mia Stretch (born 22 May 2006). Troy was born in SA (East London) as Dave's next job posting was St Petersburg, Russia and I didn't want to birth him there. At 6 weeks old Troy and I flew to Russia to join Dave and stayed all of 3 months before the project was shelved and we returned to NZ to await the next posting. Off to Western Australia, Bunbury (2 hrs south of Perth) where we stayed just under 3 years. Stella was born there, but Troy had become increasingly ill with a failure to thrive and was eventually - at the age of 1 - diagnosed with Crohns disease. No family history that we know of. 10 Years down the track with loads of suffering and medical intervention (in and out of hospital), he has never been in remission but 2 months ago had his colon removed which has given him amazing relief and he's now enjoying a huge growth spurt and high energy levels! Long may it last! Stella on the other hand is fit and healthy with no signs of the disease. We moved to NZ when she was 6 months old and built a house on the spectacular Crown Range down south near Arrowtown/Queenstown. Live on a rural block with magnificent views of the Wakatipu area below us and are part of a fabulous community of multicultural friends who all make living here so enjoyable. We have since sold that home and built a second one which we moved into 3 months ago. We also have bought a 9-unit motel along the way which keeps me employed, Dave has been building the house (still doing the landscaping) after which he'll start a business or get a job! In the meanwhile I keep myself busy designing graphic artworks which I sell online and to a few stores in the area. I have now undertaken to redesign and upkeep the family website which I anticipate will be a whole new adventure in itself - a new direction for me....
PETER JAMES[9] FLEMMER (DANIEL WILFRED GRAHAM[8], OSWALD NOLAN[7], MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) was born 3 October 1978 in the Mater Dei Hospital, East London, South Africa. ----- Born: 3 October 1978 Eyes: Blue. Hair: Brown & curly. Height: 6'1" Religion: Catholic. Peter was born in East London at St Dominic's Hospital. He went to Playways Nursery School (1982-1984) Followed by Selborn Primary School. There he played rugby, played the Euphonium in the School band and participated in Eisteddfords and School plays. He went onto Selborne College, (1992-1996) continued with his euphonium, ended up playing 1st team rugby, and Craven Week and rowing in summer. He was drum major and a prefect in his final year. He went to Stellenbosch to do a B. Comm Degree, (1997) he carried over one subject and went on to Cape Town to the Triple A Advertising School to do a year's post graduate course in marketing. He graduated from that but was still carrying his financial accounting major. So he is now back at Stellenbosch to complete his B. Comm degree.

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Peter FLEMMER | 3 Oct 1978

PETER JAMES[9] FLEMMER (DANIEL WILFRED GRAHAM[8], OSWALD NOLAN[7], MARIUS TOGER[6], HANS CHRISTIAN[5]) was born 3 October 1978 in the Mater Dei Hospital, East London, South Africa. ----- Born: 3 October 1978 Eyes: Blue. Hair: Brown & curly. Height: 6'1" Religion: Catholic. Peter was born in East London at St Dominic's Hospital. He went to Playways Nursery School (1982-1984) Followed by Selborn Primary School. There he played rugby, played the Euphonium in the School band and participated in Eisteddfords and School plays. He went onto Selborne College, (1992-1996) continued with his euphonium, ended up playing 1st team rugby, and Craven Week and rowing in summer. He was drum major and a prefect in his final year. He went to Stellenbosch to do a B. Comm Degree, (1997) he carried over one subject and went on to Cape Town to the Triple A Advertising School to do a year's post graduate course in marketing. He graduated from that but was still carrying his financial accounting major. So he is now back at Stellenbosch to complete his B. Comm degree.
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