Plettenberg Bay

Over the years I made various assaults on the wattles with my chainsaw but my…

Back in the day the farm was a bit of a dump – in the literal sense of…

The “lounge” was pretty well-made and lined with tongue and groove but the…

The “bedroom” was tiny with an even lower ceiling than the bathroom and we were…

As far as the kitchen was concerned, there wasn’t one. For the first few years…

I’m tall but not unusually so. Our shack however, was designed for unusually…

When the land we live on was subdivided, our portion amounted to about eight…

Jo and I moved to Plettenberg Bay from Grahamstown, in the early nineties. I’d…

I’ve always been a red wine drinker. In Grahamstown where I grew up, there were…

This is a brief story of how Jo and I started That Wine. As a story it is…