
The sun had set and we were sipping wine and eating farm bread by candlelight at
Stuurmansfontein near Carnarvon – a
corbelled house in the Karoo, now an unusual guesthouse. It felt as if we’d fallen through a wormhole into the past.
There was old wooden furniture, satin-finished and honey-coloured with the patina of long years. There were deep windowsills confirming the thickness and cooling capacity of the stone walls. In the kitchen, a Dover stove (with a gas hotplate for modern conve...
Published on January 08, 2014 04:27