Apparently I was born in a mining village in the old Western Transvaal, South Africa, but my memory does not want to stretch that far back. My dad got into some kind of political trouble, so he moved his family to South West Africa, now Namibia. I had a great childhood in that country, which then was still wild and uncivilized, doing an incredible amount of travelling. Although I did attend school from time to time, most my education I received from my dad while in a Land Rover, or on foot, in the Namib desert or in the bush. When we eventually moved back to South Africa, never staying in the same place very long, I had to attend school full time, What a bore, and if I add up correctly, I actually attended 8 different schools in my life. My dad did settle down and became a farmer, and I was sent to university to further my education, after I did a stint in the SA Navy for my National Service, I quickly learned that to make it in society you have to "Yes and Amen" all those in authority appointed over you, like "cut your hair", "wear a tie and jacket" and "Go to Church". This awoke the family trait of rebelliousness in me, and I got expelled. I started working, first for an international company that built Power Stations, and then one that made and sold computers. This was not for me, so I obtained my Professional Hunting license, and I was off on living my life. Done many things since then, news reporting, construction, smuggling, and even ran a pub among other forms of employment. Went through one marriage, a number of engagements and a list of girlfriends. Have now settled down, farming, like my dad, happily married to a delightful Indian girl, have a beautiful daughter, enjoy writing down my memories and taking my family to the far-off places I had been.