Some time ago at home in Free State, I took a shot of this old lady who called me M'kgwenyana (son-in-law) for no apparent reason... People thought I was crazy shooting everything in my path... Nostalgia
reminds me of the days re tjhetjhisa poone. we cut a tin of car oil in half and add some wire as a handle then remove the meilies from the cob n sort of braai them in the tin.