The man behind the only book on the history of Baardskeerdersbos.
It was a chilly Winter morning, but the sun peeped through the clouds. Driving to B-bos the rays played on the green fields and dew drops glittered on the fences. At the market, it was a bustle, as usual, our monthly reunion with old friends, and since it is school holidays a lot of new faces quickly became old friends. We indulged in cakes, pies and pancakes ... organic veggies and bread to take home for the Sunday lunch.