Living in South Africa is quite hard, and now that we have such a lot of loadshedding, it is becoming less and less the ideal place to live. So now I have to look for a solution for some kind of either solar power, or maybe wind power. The coal power supply plants were neglected to a point where at the moment electricity has to be harvested from oil instead of coal, and is becoming too expensive. The problem is that when the new government took over, the white experienced workers were paid off, as the government instituted affirmative action, without taking the consequences into consideration. So as there was no maintenance done  for years, everything just shut down almost completely.Millions of jobs will be lost, as businesses go under because of this. Also havock is sown under digital and other equipment.
I am using gas for cooking, but it is expensive., Although with all the new gas finds all over, maybe the future for us is gas, as I read in the papers that from next month on,our electricity could be off for two weeks at a time. That is terrible, and I see no future for South Africa, as it is going the same way as all the other African states. Such a pity! We need a leader with less wives and more integrity!
But life has still a lot to offer, and we will make the best of all this!

We indeed have a strange society in South Africa. I had to go to the clinic doctor on Monday. The hours are 7.30 to 8, but at 7.30 only the sister in charge was at her post. She started putting out refuse drums, dusted the place, arranged the chairs, after she had swept the floor. Now this is the head of this clinic. We sat waiting till ten past eight, when the junior sister waltzed in with a huge black bag, from which the blarings of some outlandish song made us all stiffen!
The patients waiting were all upset, and wanted to know from each other why this noise should be tolerated.I knew they would make a fuss, as many an erring doctor or nurse had to be hastily substituted if not up to this people's standard.

At twenty past eight the guy at reception waltzed in, but instead of getting our names and organize our files, he disappeared to the back, from where spurts of laughter errupted.
The people sat moaning and groaning, and then the topic went over to the new doctor. "At least he is white!' stated the one woman, and all the other smiled, and said that at least they did not send an incompetetent fool again! And that is why it is sometimes so strange living in Haarlem, or for that matter, in South Africa. Sometimes a millitant person will walk past me, give me a scorching stare, and mumble: 'F,,,,g Whitey!', But when it comes to their healthcare, they want a 'Whitey" But I must state that most of the people in Haarlem are friendly, and we get along well.