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16
Nov '09

Day 104-106: Friday to Sunday, 13-15 November 2009

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My new itinerary to the end of the South African leg…. Namibian and Botswana legs to follow shortly.

To watch Buddy and Me in real time click here, select South Africa under “Global Fleet Logins:” in the left hand panel, enter cellphone number 0822549129 and password Buddy.

To make a donation to or information on any of the organisations involved in assisting victims of child rape and abuse, please click on one of the following links:

Bobbi Bear Foundation (KwaZulu-Natal)
The Teddy Bear Clinic (Gauteng)
The TygerBear Foundation (Western Cape)
GRIP (Mpumalanga)
StepThru (Gauteng)

Well after a magic evening, I braaied some lovely lamb chops and boerewors, fished from 7:30 until 9:30pm and then retired to bed with my Wilbur Smith book, Monsoon. Unfortunately I woke just after 3am with a terrible, throbbing headache which, even after taking a few headache tablets, would not relent and that was basically the end of my sleep. I did however, after taking three more Lenapains, manage to lapse into a drug infused sleep of sorts, but at 6am my head was pounding so badly I decided to get up, have a shower and walk around the resort in the hope of getting the headache to relent.

After cooking breakfast, boiled eggs and two leftover lamb chops from the previous night, the headache was still with me and so I packed and headed for home, as in Germiston where I intended to spend the weekend before heading out to Krugersdorp and Rustenburg on Monday morning. After arriving home I took yet more pain killers and retired to bed where, after sleeping for a couple of hours my headache eventually started receding.

Saturday was spent catching up on a few house hold chores and repairing Buddy’s faulty front indicator lights. After having driven to every auto spares shop in the Wadeville and Germiston areas to find a new ‘Land Rover’ orange indicator light without any success, I decided to get some epoxy resin body filler and repair the broken indicator unit. The rough roads in the Roos se Oord resort had taken its toll by causing Buddy’s front wheels to bounce excessively and hit the under subunit of the front right indicator unit which is directly over the wheel and under the fender. The repair job proved successful and after rewiring the left unit as well, it had also taken strain from the Roos se Oord rough roads but fortunately not as much strain as the right one, both indicators were working great and all that was left was to repack my office – Buddy’s boot. Sunday was a shopping day to replenish food stuff and cleaning stuff in the trailer and to repack the trailer so that it is once again user friendly and so that I can actually find the things I look for.

During my travels and many talks with people from many different walks of life and in many different and diverse areas, I get asked many different questions and am given many different comments and opinions on many different and diverse subjects.

In one such discussion recently, I was asked the question, “Steve, do you honestly believe that one man can make a difference and change the government’s attitude and make a difference with regard to bringing a halt to child rape.” My response to this was, “Firstly, I am not one man fighting this shocking and horrible crime in South Africa, I have the support of about two and a half thousand staff members of the Beares and Lubners groups behind me, that for starters is a formidably sized force, secondly I have the support of, I would reckon about 90% of the South African population, the balance being child rapists. Secondly, if I though this was a fight that could not be won and if I thought for a second that I could not make even the slightest difference, well then I might as well shoot myself and get buried six foot under ground, because when you stop believing that you can make even the slightest difference there is no point to life.”

The next statement and question was a bit harder to answer and that was, “Do you honestly believe that the government actually wants to stop the raping and sexual abuse of the children of South Africa, because if you look at it, they have reduced the age of consent to a ridiculously low 12 years of age, and when you consider the fact that we see age restrictions of 16 years old for movies which have bad language and some relatively mild sex scenes and so, when considering the fact that the government believes that a kid of 12 years of age can participate in actual sexual relations with grown men, it seems a bit ridiculous to say the least.” Then came the question, “Do you not believe that the government has reduced the age of consent to 12 years of age because as we are continuously told by Africans, as in ‘black’ Africans, it is their cultural right to have sex with a child or to marry them as we so often see and hear about in Africa.”

My response to this question was, “absolutely, we see and hear individuals hiding behind their so called ‘cultures’ every day. Whenever they commit a crime against society we are told ‘It’s my cultural right’. My response to these individuals is ‘so then you must come from an ancestry of child rapists and because your forefathers, as you claim, did it, it does not mean that it’s right for you to follow in their footsteps. In fact if my ancestors had raped children in their day, I would rather try and keep it quiet and lock it away in the proverbial wardrobe with all their other rotten skeletons”.

But yes, I do believe that until the government returns the age of consent to a respectable level of at least 16 years of age, I for one, cannot accept or believe that they are serious about bringing a halt to the rape and sexual abuse of children and it only reflects that they (the government) are aiding and abetting the perpetrators of child rape by providing them with legal argument by saying that the 12 year-old child had agreed to sex, and then rely on the fact that the State prosecutors are not sufficiently qualified to argue the matter with senior council paid for by the State coupled with the fact that this little 12 year-old child is forced to stand up in a court of law and dispute these savages allegations. And then we wonder why South Africa is experiencing a ridiculously low 4-6% conviction rate.

On Friday evening at 11pm in the evening I received an sms from a gentleman from Benoni. Unfortunately, due to the amount of pain killers I had taken for my devastating headache, I only got to read it at 8am on Saturday morning. The sms explained that he needed advice concerning a young girl, daughter of a friend, who had been raped at the age of 14 years of age and had subsequently fallen pregnant due to the rape. The young girl had kept quiet after the rape due to being threatened by the rapist but because of the pregnancy was forced to tell her mother. A charge was laid with the local police and on being released on bail a court order was issued forbidding him to be in the Benoni district.

The mother and daughter are currently residing in a caravan park in Benoni as does the gentleman who phoned me. The child rapist has frequently being visiting the caravan park, where he also used to reside up until the time of the rape, and continues to intimidate the young girl. The matter has been reported to the investigating officer who claims that there is nothing he can do about it, and on one occasion when the rapist visited the caravan park, the gentleman who called me and the mother asked for assistance from four SAPS members who were parked close to the caravan park. In spite of the fact that the court order was produced the four cops refused to help saying that it’s the investigating officer’s problem. And then the police force wonder why the public all over South Africa are saying that they have absolutely no faith in the police’s ability to provide us with the protection and service we demand and are entitled to.

It is often said to me that I must take a lot of strain and stress emotionally due to the nature of the topic I am researching and fighting, but it’s not so much the emotional stress of the topic which gets to me most of the time, it’s the complete and utterly de-motivating and we just don’t give a damn attitude of our police force who at times truly live up to the criticism of South Africans from all over the country when they say the police force “just don’t care”. And then they want South Africans to contribute more of their hard earned money for bigger salaries, Right! The bigger salaries should be paid to those police officers who actually deserve them, and to pay these larger salaries wouldn’t really cost the tax payers very much more because the police officers who deserve them are very few and far between from what I have seen on my travels around South Africa.

So that brings an end to my weekend and so tomorrow I head for Krugersdorp and then to Rustenburg where I will be spending the evening with the Round Tablers of Table 54 and specifically with the Chairman of Table 54, Shawn Harris. So until tomorrow, keep well, keep sending me your e-mails and sms’s etc regarding your opinions and comments on the rape and sexual abuse of children in South Africa, and of course – keep all children safe.

Caring regards from
Buddy and Me (Steve Heath)
steve@buddyandme.co.za

To assist with Buddy’s medical aid (recouping the R9 960.00 spent on repairs to engine and installation of new gearbox, starter motor and front suspension), please make a deposit into the following account:

  Bank: First National
  Branch: Lambton
  Branch code: 251542
  Acc name: Buddy and Me
  Acc number: 622 327 236 78
  Ref: Buddy’s medical aid

All assistance, no matter how small, is greatly appreciated. Any excess collected above the necessary amount, will be donated to the three organisations involved in the project, namely The Teddy Bear Clinic, Bobbi Bear Foundation and The TygerBear Clinic.

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Sun
15
Nov '09

Day 103: Thursday, 12 November 2009

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My new itinerary to the end of the South African leg…. Namibian and Botswana legs to follow shortly.

To watch Buddy and Me in real time click here, select South Africa under “Global Fleet Logins:” in the left hand panel, enter cellphone number 0822549129 and password Buddy.

To make a donation to or information on any of the organisations involved in assisting victims of child rape and abuse, please click on one of the following links:

Bobbi Bear Foundation (KwaZulu-Natal)
The Teddy Bear Clinic (Gauteng)
The TygerBear Foundation (Western Cape)
GRIP (Mpumalanga)
StepThru (Gauteng)

This morning after thanking Roelf and Zelda for their kind hospitality, I headed out of Frankfort in the direction of Villiers. This is another place which I have visited on a number of occasions but never visualised it as being a place that is riddled with child rape to the degree that I have been told it is. The town itself is a very small place but the problems are, according to what I have been told, to be found in the large nearby township called Qalabotjha which is a few kilometres outside of Villiers on the opposite side of the N1 highway.

On arriving in Villiers, I immediately headed for the Vaal Resort which is situated on the banks of the Vaal River only about 1 kilometre from the centre of the town. On entering the office/reception, I explained who I am and what I’m doing, to the lady and gentleman in the reception office and asked if they could assist me with a camp site, preferably sponsored. When I had left Frankfort it was really hot and the sky was clear, but by the time I arrived in Villiers there were some really mean black clouds over head and it was clear that we were in for a major storm. The guy from the office looked outside and said “I don’t think you are going to want to camp in what’s going to hit us in a few minutes so rather stay in a chalet”. I of course was not going to argue with him as long as it was at a affordable rate, which on my budget would be almost free, but when I asked what it would cost, he said “Do you honestly think I’m going to charge you for a night’s accommodation when you’re doing the job you’re doing, it’s on the house”. Man do I get to meet some really great people on this project, to think that the guy who owns the River Resort in Frankfort wanted to charge me R130-00 a night to camp and even after hearing and seeing what the project was about still wouldn’t even sponsor a campsite for me, and by the way, he is reputed to be one of if not the richest men in the region.

Anyway be that as it may, after getting settled into my chalet, which by the way even had an en-suite bathroom nog al, I headed for the police station which is about 800 metres from the Vaal Resort all the time watching the ever darkening sky. I entered the police station and asked to speak to the person who handles child rape cases. The guy just looked at me with this blank look and said “we don’t have anyone here who does that”. When I explained what I was doing and asked if I could see the station commander I was told “he is not in and there is no one else that can help you”. I then asked if they get a lot of child rape cases reported from the Qalabotjha Township and I was told “No the township falls outside of their jurisdiction and all crime is reported to Grootvlei police station and they handle the cases from there”.

This was amazing to me because the township is only about three maybe four kilometres from the centre of Villiers town, but is probably about thirty five kilometres from Grootvlei. This sounded a bit screwy to me, but it was obvious that the cop was not going to be helpful and was adamant that I was not going to speak to anyone concerning child rape in the Villiers police constabulary. I must admit that it made me wonder just what the police in Villiers actually do, if they don’t handle the complaints from the nearby township, and looking at the size of Villiers, or rather lack of it, they can’t be very busy. Later I was told that the township in fact does fall within the Villiers police jurisdiction because it’s situated on the southern side of the Vaal River, it’s only areas on the Gauteng side of the river which are excluded from their jurisdiction. But then I suppose it’s not the first time I have been confronted with a policeman who doesn’t have a clue of what’s going on in his area.

When I asked if there were any NGO’s or other organisations who assist child rape victims in the town I was told an emphatic “No we don’t have child rape occurring in this town”, Wow my first town in Africa that does not have one single child rape case in it’s area, Right and I’m President Obama.

After all this worthless chatter, I returned to Buddy and the rain had started. Although initially only lightly but with huge drops, which in my experience told me that it was going to be a mean downpour and by the time I pulled up outside my chalet the rain was coming down. Fortunately it only rained for a few minutes and then cleared again, typical Gauteng weather, afternoon thunder shower, but it at least cooled the place down a bit. I decided to head for the little pub which is in the resort and indulge in a cold frosty. Here I met a couple of locals who confirmed the information regarding the township falling in the local police’s jurisdiction. One guy told me that the Engine One Stop filling station is directly across the river from the resort, about one and a half kilometres from the resort, and when they experienced a robbery recently, the Villiers police refused to attend because they fall outside of their jurisdiction and they were told that they must call the Grootvlei police who are about 35 kilometres away. “But”, he said “the local cops are always popping in for a free hamburger and coke, then suddenly the fact that the service station and eatery is ‘outside their jurisdiction’ is immaterial”.

I was told that what the cop had told me is a load of codswallop, and that the local residents have been told by employees that child rape is occurring on a massive scale in the township and that as far as they know, there is no NGO based in the area that provides support to child rape victims. So if anyone knows of an NGO out there in Qalabotjha or has information regarding the intensity of child rape in the township please contact me on my e-mail address and give me the details.

The rest of the afternoon and evening were spent catching up on my e-mails and calculating my ever dwindling budget which has been squeezed really tight due to Buddy’s medical aid, so please someone out there, if you have any contacts for me, names of companies or wealthy individuals who can assist in replenishing Buddy’s medical aid, please let me have their details.

And so ended ‘Buddy and Me’s’ day in Villiers. I must admit that I was quite disappointed by the reception I got and attitude of the local police, but I wrote it down as just another bad experience from our esteemed police force and would dearly love to be able to clone a few of the police I have met during my odyssey around South Africa and replace a very large number of the cops I have met with clones of the few really brilliant ones I have had the pleasure of meeting.

<i>My chalet</i>

My chalet

So with that once again we wish you well and please keep all children safe.

Caring regards from
Buddy and Me (Steve Heath)
steve@buddyandme.co.za

To assist with Buddy’s medical aid (recouping the R9 960.00 spent on repairs to engine and installation of new gearbox, starter motor and front suspension), please make a deposit into the following account:

  Bank: First National
  Branch: Lambton
  Branch code: 251542
  Acc name: Buddy and Me
  Acc number: 622 327 236 78
  Ref: Buddy’s medical aid

All assistance, no matter how small, is greatly appreciated. Any excess collected above the necessary amount, will be donated to the three organisations involved in the project, namely The Teddy Bear Clinic, Bobbi Bear Foundation and The TygerBear Clinic.

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Fri
13
Nov '09

Day 102: Wednesday, 11 November 2009

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My new itinerary to the end of the South African leg…. Namibian and Botswana legs to follow shortly.

To watch Buddy and Me in real time click here, select South Africa under “Global Fleet Logins:” in the left hand panel, enter cellphone number 0822549129 and password Buddy.

To make a donation to or information on any of the organisations involved in assisting victims of child rape and abuse, please click on one of the following links:

Bobbi Bear Foundation (KwaZulu-Natal)
The Teddy Bear Clinic (Gauteng)
The TygerBear Foundation (Western Cape)
GRIP (Mpumalanga)
StepThru (Gauteng)

‘Buddy and Me’s’ day started with a trip to the local police station in the Namahadi township which is situated on the edge of the Frankfort town. I was told by a policeman that there is an NGO named NICRO which is based in the police station who provides counselling and victim support for rape victims. After asking for the NGO, NICRO at the charge office and being given a blank stare and told “We do not have anyone here by that name” I asked to speak to anyone who handles child rape cases. I was then shunted from one office to another for twenty minutes and each time I arrived at an office I was told that the individual occupying the office was out. I eventually managed to track down an elderly gentleman and after explaining that I was told that there is an NGO who deals with rape cases I was given the “AAAh you want to speak to the people from the NGO?” I was then shown to the office of ‘Mafube Victim Support Centre’ where I met two ladies who are employed by the NGO in the capacity’s as counsellors and provide support to victims of rape and domestic violence, Maria Motloung and Selina Mosia.

<i>Maria and Selina of the Mafube Victim Support Centre</i>

Maria and Selina of the Mafube Victim Support Centre

Unfortunately all the information I was given by Maria and Selina was all doom and gloom. They told me that firstly the organisation has no money to provide the services which is needed by the victims of rape and domestic violence that are brought into the centre. They get very little if not no support from the police, and after the runaround I was given trying to find someone to speak to when I had arrived at the police station I could appreciate what they were saying. They confirmed that the raping of children in the Namahadi Township is really bad and is escalating at an horrific rate. Although they only receive an average of three or four new cases a month they believe that the actual number of child rapes taking place in the township is much more than this.

The police in Frankfort, according to the two ladies, do not have any specialised investigation unit investigating child rape and the cases are distributed amongst the detectives who according to Salina and Maria don’t have a clue of how to investigate child rape cases – for this reason they have a very low conviction rate. They went on to tell me that they do not have any form of transport available to transport victims to the hospital for medical care and the completion of the all important J88 examination form which is needed by the court in a rape case. According to them the only form of transport is with a police van and this to me is absolutely ridiculous. You now have a woman or child who has been subjected to rape and the humiliation of having to report it to a policeman being subjected to trauma on trauma by having to be placed in the back of a police van to be transported to the hospital. The worst part is that, after having to wait for a police van to be made available to go to the hospital, they usually have to wait hours at the hospital for the police van to come and fetch them, often they never arrive and both the counsellor and the victim are forced to make use of the taxi service.

I was then told that once the initial assistance has been provided, that is once the victim has been seen by the NGO and has undergone the medical examination and the case is handed to the detectives, the detectives will not allow the counsellor to see the victim. According to Salina, they are not even made aware of when the rapist is arrested or when the victim is supposed to appear in court. Part of their functions as victim support is to prepare the victim for court, but according to these two ladies, the police will not allow them to do this, amazing!

Then came my big question. How many child rape cases take place in which the perpetrator is a child himself? The answer initially was in the form of a low whistle and shake of the head followed by “Hoow, too many”. According to both ladies this is a growing tendency in the township and it appears that the police are not really interested in combating this form of crime. The reason is that they do not have detention facilities for child offenders and according to what I was told, the police feel that, because the courts are continuously releasing the child offenders after many hours of hard work have been put into getting a conviction, they feel that it’s not worth their while, incredible! The worst part is that the public in the township, and that includes the child perpetrators, are fully aware of this attitude and this situation is causing the crime and rape being perpetrated by juveniles to escalate at a horrific rate. Once again I was told “The big problem we have here, is that the people no longer have faith in the police force and the courts”.

I asked how the Mafube Victim Support Centre is funded, and I was told “By the Department of Social Development which is funded through the EU (European Union fund) a special international fund which is supposed to be for the use of establishing and funding NGO’s providing services to victims of rape and domestic violence, but we are always told that there is no money available to pay for the things we need to provide the victims with proper support”. Incredible, so what do they actually do to earn their salaries? “Well there is 6 counsellors employed at the Centre and we all have certificates showing that we have passed the course for the counselling of children who have been abused”. The certificate which was shown to me reflects that “So and so – has attended the child abuse and basic counselling skills course presented by Childline Free State”. But unfortunately, not even these basic counselling skills can be put to any use because the police won’t allow them to see the victim once the case has been handed over to the detectives. And so ended my very informative visit to the Namahadi police station and Mafube Victim Support Centre.

I spent the afternoon fishing at the municipal caravan park ‘Water Park’, which I have visited and camped at on numerous occasions over the past 12 years. Unfortunately, this once really beautiful park has been allowed to deteriorate to a shocking state. Due to the state of the park nobody ever camps there anymore and the fact that the local community have free access to it has not helped the matter. The ablution blocks have been ripped to pieces with hand basins being stolen, ripped from the walls, toilets being smashed and electrical fitting ripped from the ceilings and walls. The once, really lovely entertainment area which houses a very large swimming pool as well as kiddies pool has been reduced to a filthy smelly thing which resembles a fish pond with all the paving bricks having been stolen.

<i>The once beautiful Water Park, Frankfort</i>

The once beautiful Water Park, Frankfort

<i>The waterfall at the weir, completely blocked by wood and trees which has been allowed to block the river for about two hundred metres back from the weir wall</i>

The waterfall at the weir, completely blocked by wood and trees which has been allowed to block the river for about two hundred metres back from the weir wall

After spending a couple of hours still chasing that elusive “big one” and still not getting it right, I headed for Roelf and Zelda’s Feathers Pub for a frosty, the afternoon was a real scorcher and so a cold Millers MGD went down really well. During a discussion with Zelda, Roelf and a few local residents about child rape, Zelda said something which really intrigued me and I asked her to write it down so that I was sure to get her words right so I can share it with the world. This is what she said:

Criminals are using the justice system as a means to an end. They struggle to survive in their own communities, hence rendering it viable and justifiable to commit crime for the mere reason that human rights are being attended to more frequently in prison than on the streets of South Africa. They receive lodging, food, education and even have the right to vote all of this creating a means to generate an income… and all of this in a prison… it makes one think, would you want to go outside and struggle, or would you rather commit a crime and thrive in all your basic human rights?
Zelda Pretorius – Frankfort

Perhaps this is why we are seeing criminals being convicted and returned to prison for the sixth and seventh time, whereas in Botswana and Namibia, once a criminal has spent any amount of time in those countries’ prisons, they never return for even a second time. I was told by senior prison officials in Botswana and Namibia that their habitual criminals are all in South Africa because “South Africa is considered to be much softer on our criminals”.

<i>Roelf and Zelda Pretorius inside Feathers, The condition for allowing me to take this photo was that I put in the caption “Vote for Zelda as President” so there it’s done, so one day when you see her name and picture on a campaign board, <b>VOTE FOR ZELDA as President)</b></i>

Roelf and Zelda Pretorius inside Feathers, The condition for allowing me to take this photo was that I put in the caption “Vote for Zelda as President” so there it’s done, so one day when you see her name and picture on a campaign board, VOTE FOR ZELDA as President)

<i>The Feathers pub from the opposite side (entrance)</i>

The Feathers pub from the opposite side (entrance)

Roelf told me that the Feathers Pub has a resident ghost! Evidently the building in which the pub is housed is reputed to be the oldest building in the town and survived the burning down of the town by the British forces during the Boer War way back in 1900. The cellar of the building was used to house prisoners and a few obviously died there. According to Roelf, it often happens that when he opens up the pub in the morning, he finds that bar stools have been moved around and some are even turned upside down. Woman have been reported to have been touched on the shoulder by the uninvited guest and quite often people have seen movement out of the corner of their eye but, when looking around, found no one there.

Roelf also told me that a local resident who owns a Scottish Terrier dog named Stoffel can actually see the ghost and often stands barking at it; obviously no one else can see what he is barking at so it makes it quite creepy. Another dog, a sheep dog also sees him and has had to be taken out of the bar after it lays down and continues to whine incessantly. The ghost is believed to be “Oom Ballman” (Uncle Ballman) who was a previous owner of the original hotel many during the early 1900’s and people believe that he is still doing his rounds switching off the lights, closing the windows and turning the bar stools upside down etc. Real spooky but evidently he is a friendly ghost and so far no real damage or harm has been done.

And here’s another interesting bit of information about Frankfort, this is really a fascinating little town. The massive church which is to be found in the main road of Frankfort was originally built in 1873. In 1900 it was burnt down by the British forces as mentioned in my previous paragraph. The big bell which originally hung from the church’s steeple was used by the British forces as target practice and they shot a few holes in it. The bell now hangs alongside the entrance to the church and one can still see the bullet holes in it. Roelf put some photos of the old church showing it as it was after it was burnt down on a flash disc for me but unfortunately I forgot to download them.

<i>Peak hour traffic in Frankfort, Feathers Pub on the right – the old church on the left</i>

Peak hour traffic in Frankfort, Feathers Pub on the right – the old church on the left

<i>The entrance to the church with the bell on the right</i>

The entrance to the church with the bell on the right

<i>The bell that was shot full of holes by the British forces, there aren't too many holes so obviously their shooting skills weren’t so good back in 1900</i>

The bell that was shot full of holes by the British forces, there aren't too many holes so obviously their shooting skills weren’t so good back in 1900

Another bit of interesting information Roelf told me about Frankfort is the fact that the town boasts having the biggest butter factory in the Southern hemisphere. And you thought Frankfort was just a small one horse farming town whose one and only horse died fifty years ago.

Okay so after that ‘sobering thought’ about a pub being frequented by a ghost and all the other historical facts of the town called Frankfort, I am going to wish you farewell for now and until we meet again tomorrow when I go through to Villiers ‘Buddy and Me’ will say ciao for now, keep well and keep all children safe.

Caring regards from
Buddy and Me (Steve Heath)
steve@buddyandme.co.za

To assist with Buddy’s medical aid (recouping the R9 960.00 spent on repairs to engine and installation of new gearbox, starter motor and front suspension), please make a deposit into the following account:

  Bank: First National
  Branch: Lambton
  Branch code: 251542
  Acc name: Buddy and Me
  Acc number: 622 327 236 78
  Ref: Buddy’s medical aid

All assistance, no matter how small, is greatly appreciated. Any excess collected above the necessary amount, will be donated to the three organisations involved in the project, namely The Teddy Bear Clinic, Bobbi Bear Foundation and The TygerBear Clinic.

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Wed
11
Nov '09

Day 101: Tuesday, 10 November 2009

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Check out my new itinerary to the end of the South African leg…. Namibian and Botswana legs to follow shortly.

To watch Buddy and Me in real time click here, select South Africa under “Global Fleet Logins:” in the left hand panel, enter cellphone number 0822549129 and password Buddy.

To make a donation to or information on any of the organisations involved in assisting victims of child rape and abuse, please click on one of the following links:

Bobbi Bear Foundation (KwaZulu-Natal)
The Teddy Bear Clinic (Gauteng)
The TygerBear Foundation (Western Cape)
GRIP (Mpumalanga)
StepThru (Gauteng)

I woke to a very misty morning after a very cold evening and at 5:30am I could hardly see the river from where I stood 3 metres away from it drinking my tank of petrol for the day (cup of coffee) because of the thick mist. But after the sun was given a chance, it dried up the mist and the morning became extremely hot. I was packed and ready to leave by 9am and after dropping the trailer off at Trevor’s ‘Bushveld Pub’ which is a few metres from the entrance to Roos se Oord, (Yes Edwin, up in Malawi who is obviously reading my blogs, the place is not quite the same without Yster and his CCR problem), I was on the road to Brits.
The visit to the two Beares stores in Brits were relatively quiet ones and I was happy with this because last night I decided that due to the fact that I have a few days off; because of the change in schedule over December, I want to visit the Villiers/Frankfort areas where I have been told the two townships situated close to these towns are suffering with a very high rate of child rape. I have, over the last few years, spent quite a bit of time in these areas fishing, but I was told by the good policeman I met in Temba City that child rape in these areas is regarded as being amongst the worst in the region. So after a short chat with the friendly staff of Beares Brits I headed for the Beares store in the Platinum Mall.

<i>Beares staff, Brits</i>

Beares staff, Brits

At the Platinum Mall, Buddy was treated to his second drive through a huge shopping centre. We were told to enter the centre at one side and drive right through to the other side where the Beares store is situated. Unfortunately the store manager, Sylvia Pretorius was off for the day and so ‘Buddy and Me’ missed meeting her, so Sylvia I hope you got ‘Buddy and Me’s’ message and thanks for organising the drive through the Mall.

<i>Buddy looking very impressive while showing off in the middle of the Mall</i>

Buddy looking very impressive while showing off in the middle of the Mall

<i>Beares, Brits Platinum Mall staff</i>

Beares, Brits Platinum Mall staff

After leaving Brits a little after 3pm, the drive through to, first Villiers and then on to Frankfort was a long one, 286 kilometres for the day through chaotic traffic for most of the way, but Buddy and I arrived in Frankfort in one piece just after 6pm. On arriving in the, what I regard as still a farming town, I headed for the Feathers pub where I knew I would find the owner Roelf, who as soon as I walked in phoned Zelda, his better half, who arrived a few minutes later. I was intending to camp at the municipal park for the three days I intend staying in the region but because of the late hour I tried to arrange accommodation for the night at a B&B, but due to the fact that there is a mass of people staying in the town, all part of a couple of very large contracts connected with Sasol and MTN currently taking place along the N1 highway between Jo’burg and Durban, getting accommodation in the town proved impossible. Of course on hearing my predicament Roelf and Zelda insisted that I bunk down at their place for the night. So now after only being in the town for a few hours I am settled for the evening and have already established contacts and set up meetings for tomorrow with the local police and NGO which I am told is called NICO, to find out exactly what is happening in the Frankfort area with regard to child rape.

One guy I met this evening, Captain Daniel Mashwadiba, who was previously stationed in Frankfort but is now stationed in Bethlehem, confirmed what I have been told regarding the high rate of child rape in the area and said that it has increased at an alarming rate over the past year or two, so I look forward to hearing what the local NGO and police in the area have to say tomorrow.

Right now it’s just after 11 in the evening and I am pretty tired and so will be heading for bed, so I will bid everyone good night and hope you all stay safe.

Caring regards from
Buddy and Me (Steve Heath)
steve@buddyandme.co.za

To assist with Buddy’s medical aid (recouping the R9 960.00 spent on repairs to engine and installation of new gearbox, starter motor and front suspension), please make a deposit into the following account:

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  Branch: Lambton
  Branch code: 251542
  Acc name: Buddy and Me
  Acc number: 622 327 236 78
  Ref: Buddy’s medical aid

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Tue
10
Nov '09

Day 100: Monday, 9 November 2009

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Bobbi Bear Foundation (KwaZulu-Natal)
The Teddy Bear Clinic (Gauteng)
The TygerBear Foundation (Western Cape)
GRIP (Mpumalanga)
StepThru (Gauteng)

Well after all the gripes of the weekend, to say that today, Day 100 of the project was an absolutely amazing day would be a great understatement. I woke up this morning and had finished my tank of petrol (cup of coffee) by 6am and downed my energy breakfast of Oats So Easy by 7am and was feeling great and ready to tackle whatever Mabopane and Temba City in the extreme northern area of Pretoria has to offer. But all this feeling great changed by 8am when suddenly I was struck by some foreign bodied alien stomach bug and felt like I was on my death bed. But I dug into my medical aid box, fished out a dehydrate sachet, waited for 15 minutes and drank a glass of coke and pretty soon all was fine again, I was back in top form and headed out for distant destinations at 9:30am.

How I actually located the Mabopane Beares store I will never know, but lo and behold 15 minutes before I was due to arrive at the store at 10:45am, I pulled into the Central City Shopping Centre in Mabopane Stad and after greeting Kobie the store manager she asked “Where’s Buddy?” I of course looked at her with this stupid questionable look and said “Outside in the car park of course” and she said “No you must bring him in”, so I was taken back to the entrance with one of the staff and the security who had been told to expect a strange vehicle to be driven through the centre, and shown where to bring Buddy in. So Buddy had his first shopping centre drive through on this project.

<i>Beares staff and kids from a local school together with other guests – in the middle of the shopping centre</i>

Beares staff and kids from a local school together with other guests – in the middle of the shopping centre

I got to present the project and what I believe is a solution to solving the scourge of child rape sweeping across our country to a large group of people from various walks of life in the Mabopane district but what impressed me most, was that my talk was also addressed to a large group of school kids who, from their attentive looks and questions, were intrigued by my talk and did not stop asking really interesting, but also scary, questions. Most of the questions revolved around,”Who can we report it to if we are being sexually harassed and abused?” and “But why do family members always rape and sexually abuse us kids?” These are just a couple of the questions I am relaying in this blog, but there were many which indicated that either that individual or someone close to him or her is currently being sexually abused. But after answering all their questions and hopefully giving them some good advice, well I hope it was, because the response from the large group on terminating my talk indicated that everyone was happy with the advice I gave and what I had said.

<i>Buddy in his element with stacks of kids clambering all over him</i>

Buddy in his element with stacks of kids clambering all over him

Then it was a farewell to Kobie and her tremendous team of bears and ‘Buddy and Me’ headed into somewhere even further north of Pretoria to Temba City, and if I had thought I had been good locating Mabopane, finding Temba City was even a greater feat. But our reception at this lovely centre made all other receptions fade into oblivion. Just check this out and then tell me this is not something really fantastic!

<i>This photo was taken from Buddy as we drove into the centre featuring the ‘drummie’ kids from a local nursery school dressed to the nines and singing, “stop child abuse” with a few other lines of the local language that I unfortunately did not understand but got the gist of what they were saying</i>

This photo was taken from Buddy as we drove into the centre featuring the ‘drummie’ kids from a local nursery school dressed to the nines and singing, “stop child abuse” with a few other lines of the local language that I unfortunately did not understand but got the gist of what they were saying

They then led me through the shopping centre singing their “Stop child Abuse song” and believe me, they got everyone’s attention.

<i>The demonstration march through the centre</i>

The demonstration march through the centre

A PA system was set up by Jack Bapela, the Beares store manager, and a few other guests in the form of ladies from the Department of Social Development and Social Services as well as two really good cops from the local SAPS which I will go into a little later in the blog, as well as the Matron from the Crisis-Trauma unit of the local hospital, were given the opportunity to talk to the large crowd in the centre.

But first the kids stole the show and in this photo they wanted to “Show their cards / messages to the world via the ‘Buddy and Me’ website, and those were their exact words, fantastic, and I don’t care who coached them!

<i><b>So, to the South African government and to the rest of the world– Out of the mouths of our kids</b></i>

So, to the South African government and to the rest of the world– Out of the mouths of our kids

Another group of school kids did a cultural version of child abuse sketch but you really need to hear the words and singing to be able to appreciate this, it was really good.

<i>The cultural child abuse sketch</i>

The cultural child abuse sketch

From the time the small kids started their ‘demonstration march’ through the centre people started gathering to see and listen to the day’s events and this photo unfortunately only reveals a small part of the crowd which gathered.

<i><b>Man</b> what a great day</i>

Man what a great day

So, after all the festivities, I actually got to talk to the special guests from various departments around Temba and I particularly want to mention the chat I had with the two police guests, Inspector Gonkgang and Inspector Masango; I sincerely hope I got to spell your names right because it was a definite challenge for me. But these two gentlemen are an absolute credit to the police force. I know I have heavily criticised the police force during this project, but you must admit that I have given credit where credit is due, and these two policemen deserve credit. We discussed the issues surrounding the total confusion which is reigning in the police force at the moment concerning whether or not the FCS unit officially exists or not, and they both confirmed that “Steve if you’re confused and frustrated you must know how we in the police force feel”. These are two extremely dedicated police officers, not only dedicated to their functions as policemen but dedicated to fighting child rape and they have a passion for investigating child rape cases and bringing the culprits to book.

This is exactly what I have previously written about, the need to get dedicated investigating officers involved in a highly specialised child rape and abuse unit – CPU, and both of these officers agreed that by dissolving the original CPU and trying to establish a unit such as the FCS which focuses on many different aspects of domestic violence, which invariably involves the policemen and women spending countless hours investigating what are generally common assault cases in which the wife invariably withdraws the case, has done immense damage to the infrastructure of the police force and taken the focus off the most important aspect of their training, the rape and sexual abuse of children and babies. Yes, everyone I have spoken to agrees, we need an FCS type unit which focuses on domestic violence, but we also need to have a separate, specialised unit within the FCS unit focusing on the sexual abuse of children who are under the age of 12 years of age.

My final message for this evening is to my two police guests – guys you are a credit to the police force and I, for one, certainly hope that your qualities and dedication is appreciated by your superiors and that your dream of once again being posted to a dedicated investigation unit “in a CPU once again” comes true.

<i>This is that amazing <b>Beares team from Temba City</b> – To Jack, I hereby award you and your team the best reception award for giving ‘Buddy and Me’ the best reception we have experienced on this project to date, you guys are the best! Jack is the guy on the left of centre with the grey shirt</i>

This is that amazing Beares team from Temba City – To Jack, I hereby award you and your team the best reception award for giving ‘Buddy and Me’ the best reception we have experienced on this project to date, you guys are the best! Jack is the guy on the left of centre with the grey shirt

Then it was time to bid all the wonderful people at the Beares Temba City Shopping Centre farewell and head back to my campsite at Roos se Oord at Hartebeespoort Dam. This however proved to be a really tiring operation and after leaving the Beares store at 4:30, due to the traffic through Pretoria, I only arrived at my camp at 6:30pm. Then I had to cook food, pasta with some left over chilli beef from last night and write my blog, Ja you see I can multi task – cook, write my blog, drink a frosty, and keep a line out in the hope of “catching that big (elusive) one”.

<i>Computer out, pot on the stove, Millers MGD in the holder of the deck chair and line out in the water</i>

Computer out, pot on the stove, Millers MGD in the holder of the deck chair and line out in the water

The only thing missing from this photo is the million and four frogs croaking from across the river and the two million and two miggies (gnats) which insist on flying around my face and sitting on my computer screen and trying to suck up half my frosty. I am the only individual in this ‘resort’ right now in the bush and it’s pitch dark and very lonely, so I’m going to sign off, make a cup of coffee and retire to bed with my Wilbur Smith book… So until tomorrow when I visit the town of Brits, keep well, keep your feet on the ground but reach for the stars, and of course, above all else, keep all children safe.

Caring regards from
Buddy and Me (Steve Heath)
steve@buddyandme.co.za

PS. Oh yes, I must mention that Gail started a new job today and so is part of the “hard working fraternity” but I know that as dedicated to the cause as she is the blog’s will still get posted just as quick. Gail I hope your first day went well and that I’m not going to keep you out of too much sleep in transferring my blogs from e-mail form to the blog. Many thanks for your support.

To assist with Buddy’s medical aid (recouping the R9 960.00 spent on repairs to engine and installation of new gearbox, starter motor and front suspension), please make a deposit into the following account:

  Bank: First National
  Branch: Lambton
  Branch code: 251542
  Acc name: Buddy and Me
  Acc number: 622 327 236 78
  Ref: Buddy’s medical aid

All assistance, no matter how small, is greatly appreciated. Any excess collected above the necessary amount, will be donated to the three organisations involved in the project, namely The Teddy Bear Clinic, Bobbi Bear Foundation and The TygerBear Clinic.

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Mon
9
Nov '09

Day 97-99: Friday to Sunday, 6-8 November 2009

Posted by steve@buddyandme.co.za

Categories: Buddy and Me

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To make a donation to or information on any of the organisations involved in assisting victims of child rape and abuse, please click on one of the following links:

Bobbi Bear Foundation (KwaZulu-Natal)
The Teddy Bear Clinic (Gauteng)
The TygerBear Foundation (Western Cape)
GRIP (Mpumalanga)
StepThru (Gauteng)

This time I have specifically left the writing of my blog until today, Sunday evening for reasons that will soon become apparent. Friday morning, after thanking Gert and Lizette for their amazing hospitality and great friendship and bidding the family , I packed and headed into Pretoria, Van der Walt Street.

<i>Meet the Delport family, Gert, Hattingh (alias Hattie or better known as <b>‘That Bulls baby’</b>), Lizette and Joyce, who is very camera shy and hid behind Lizette</i>

Meet the Delport family, Gert, Hattingh (alias Hattie or better known as ‘That Bulls baby’), Lizette and Joyce, who is very camera shy and hid behind Lizette

On arriving at the Beares store in Van der Walt Street my weekend woes began. Between the traffic, mainly the lunatic taxi drivers, and the enormous amount of pedestrians, Pretoria central or rather Van der Walt Street and in particular the area in which the Beares store is situated, was to put it mildly, chaotic. The Beares store is situated on the corner of two very busy streets, both very wide one ways, and the intersection is like a mad house. The parking bays outside the store are reserved for loading purposes and there were taxi’s parked two abreast along the edge of the street. I was forced to stop behind one taxi because he had double parked and with the lanes being restricted, due to the double parking of the taxi’s, I could not pull out and overtake because of all the traffic which was building up in the other lanes next to me.

An idiot started shouting at me from the opposite side of the road to “move”. I, of course, ignored him because I could not “move” because of the traffic jam created by the taxi’s. He started walking across the street all the time shouting abusive language at me calling me names which began with “Hey you, white??? Get out of here”. I naturally, by now fed up with all the traffic and this local idiot screaming at me, told him where to go and in what fashion. All the shouting had attracted the attention of the passers-by and a large crowd had started to gather around me and Buddy and from the looks we were getting it was plainly obvious that we were not liked. A few others started shouting abusive things at me and when someone slapped Buddy’s rear end I decided perhaps it was time that ‘Buddy and Me’ made a hasty escape from the area and so pulled out into the traffic ignoring the hooting from other vehicles. A short way down the street I found a parking and pulled in. As I climbed out of Buddy I noticed that the idiot who had started the ruckus was watching and pointing at me. I ignored him and walked back to the Beares store.

I explained to the store manager William what had happened and told him that I was a bit nervous about leaving Buddy all alone out there. It turned out that this Beares store was probably the busiest store I have ever visited and the staff were really running around trying to serve customers and perform other duties, and so unfortunately my time with them was very restricted, and so after a very brief chat about the project and after obtaining a photo of them I bid them farewell and rushed back to Buddy. My biggest concern was the fact that Buddy, being a Beach Buggy with a VW Beetle engine in the rear, the engine is exposed and I was worried that one of the arrogant crowd would damage the engine or cut the exposed wiring. But on arriving back to Buddy, apart from a few glares and under the breath comments, I found Buddy in good health and after jumping in and firing Buddy up, ‘Buddy and Me’ thankfully made a hasty retreat from the chaos and grossly unfriendly area of Van der Walt Street and escaped from Pretoria in one piece.

<i>Beares staff, Van der Walt Street Pretoria</i>

Beares staff, Van der Walt Street Pretoria

It had been suggested to me that I should spend the weekend at the Roodeplaat Dam which is situated on the Eastern side of Pretoria where I could relax and catch up on a bit of fishing. So without any further a do, I headed for Hengelaars Vriend (Anglers Friend) on the Roodeplaat Dam. On arriving at the office and being met by a very un-friendly young lady, I was told that three nights camping accommodation for Friday, Saturday and Sunday nights would cost me R480-00. This is obviously way outside of my budget and so I asked if there was any chance of being provided sponsored camping or at least get a reasonable discount and explained what the project was about. After a deep sigh and one of those looks, she offered me a 10% discount which would reduce the cost to like R450-00 – wow this is a big help, Right! I was told “They are not a charity organisation” and so I left. On reaching the main road I stopped to weigh up my options because I have to be in Mabopane and Temba City on Monday and both of these places are situated in the northern area of Pretoria. I also have to be in Brits on Tuesday, which is close to Hartebeespoort Dam and so with this in mind I decided to return to Roos se Oord on the Crocodile River at Hartebeespoort Dam. My camping fees for four nights here worked out the same as the fees I had been quoted at Hengelaars Vriend for one night. When I told my budget and wallet this they both did back flips.

With big black clouds looming, I hastily set up camp between two chalets, because following my last stay at the resort I had been subjected to some pretty stiff winds and so sought the protection of the two chalets. Soon after having set up camp and relaxing, a bakkie pulled up and one of the owners jumped out and without even a hello or any other form of greeting, proceed to lambaste me about the fact that camping between the chalets is “Strictly forbidden”. I pointed out that the distance from each side of my tent was 12 metres to the nearest wall of the chalets and that the guys camping on the opposite side of the chalet, in a “legal” camping spot was the same distance from the chalet as I was, it wasn’t as if I had squeezed into a space between the chalets.

I also pointed out that nobody, including the lady at the gate nor any of the eight staff members who were working around me while I was setting up camp, had said anything about it being “Forbidden” to camp there, thirdly there is a power supply box right next to where I was camped and this is for the use of campers not chalet uses, so it is obviously a camping space, but my comments fell on deaf ears and I was told “I don’t care, I am telling you, you must just move”. I pointed out that it was raining and due to the fact that my being camped in a “Forbidden” area was partly due to their inefficiency and failure to erect boards identifying the area as not being a camping area, I would move in the morning. He reluctantly agreed to this and without so much as ‘I am sorry about the problem’ or a good bye, he climbed into his bakkie and drove off. The next morning (Saturday) with still a slight drizzle coming down, at 5:30am, I packed up camp and moved 30 metres to a new camp site, which is in fact about ten metres from where I was camped last weekend, and at 8am the arrogant little man drove past in his bakkie and did not even stop to say thanks for moving or a wave of the hand, just a glare and continued driving. I have subsequently been told that “diplomacy” is the art of telling someone to go to hell in such a way that he looks forward to the trip, and boy do I wish I could had perfected that art on two occasions on Friday.

Later I was to learn that I was not the only individual the owners of the resort had annoyed this weekend. The resort had advertised a fishing competition with some pretty lucrative cash prizes for this weekend and a large number of people had pitched up in the hope of winning some of these nice prizes. Unfortunately the resort owners had decided to cancel the competition at the last minute but of course nobody had been advised of this decision. The rules of the competition were that competitors had to have been booked in for the whole weekend, Friday night to Sunday, either camping or in a chalet. The other thing that really annoyed everyone was the fact that everyone booked in for the weekend, and that includes campers, had to be out of the resort by 8am on Sunday and if they wanted to spend the day on Sunday at the river in the resort, they would have to pay the full rate for another day. So you can imagine there were a lot of pretty angry people here this weekend. Anyway the weather was kind to everyone and, except for the rain on Friday night and a slight drizzle on Saturday morning which cleared by 8:30am, the weekend turned out very hot and lovely.

While I’m on a roll let me get my last gripe I have for this weekend off my chest. This concerns a comment made by Bafana Bafana’s new or rather renewed coach Carlos Pereira who, in an interview broadcasted on Jacaranda Radio, said “I am not back to coach Bafana Bafana for the 1.6 million Rand a month salary, but because I want to coach a team that is hosting the World Cup”. Hello, so someone please explain to me, because I am obviously too doff to understand, why then are we not paying him a more reasonable and acceptable salary, such as that which was paid to the South African rugby coach who in fact actually won us the world cup.

So having spent my weekend pissed off with a whole heap of things, this afternoon – Sunday – I decided to visit the local ‘Bush pub’ which is situated about 50 metres from the Roos se Oord resort gate and relax over a frosty (Millers MGD) and watch our South African Protea’s cricket team take on Zimbabwe in a cricket match. I was just getting into the match when a ‘lady’ and a man entered the pub and destroyed my day once again. She professed to be the mother of the girl who had “brought Joost van der Merwe down”. She was very proud of the fact that “her daughter, Marilize van Emmenis, is the girl who is in the sex video which has destroyed Joost’s career and life. According to her, “they” set up the whole thing, with video prepared and all to bring Joost down because “they” believed that he is a womaniser and should be exposed for the type of person he is. The mother confessed to have been a “pole dancer” and her daughter as being a “stripper, but a good girl at heart”.

The problem I have with all of this is that fine, Joost is a womaniser and has other faults, (one being that he was a Bulls rugby player) but come on, that shouldn’t be held against him. I personally would prefer to support a womaniser, as in a man who admits to liking woman than a woman-beater or paedophile as in the case of Michael Jackson who the world considers an international hero. After hearing this woman jabbering about how her lovely “innocent little girl” had destroyed this big bad Joost’s life I was really feeling quite sick and decided to leave the lovely little bush pub and return to my, what was supposed to be a short rib curry, but ended up a really delicious chilli beef/short rib dish.

<i>Trevor, the owner of the Bushveld Pub and his bar-lady Sammy</i>

Trevor, the owner of the Bushveld Pub and his bar-lady Sammy

There is a photo which Buddy has insisted on me showing you. While I was watching the cricket and having my ear twisted by this ‘lady’, Buddy was outside chatting up a lovely beast, so what do you think of this!

<i>Buddy chatting up a bit of …… a mean machine in the form of a Ferrari nog-al</i>

Buddy chatting up a bit of …… a mean machine in the form of a Ferrari nog-al

Okay so that is all I am going to gripe about this weekend and hopefully while eating my chilli beef/short rib/……I will catch a fish (hopefully a really big one) which will make all the hassles I experienced this weekend disappear into oblivion and the weekend will end on a good note.

But I must say that there was at least one good thing that happened to me this weekend and that was the fact that I got a surprise visit from May and her son Richard who arrived at the camp a little after 1 in the afternoon on Saturday and stayed until 8:30 in the evening. Their visit was a really great surprise and made all the bad memories of the past 48 hours or so fade into the distance, so thanks Richard for bringing your mom out and I’m sorry you didn’t get to catch “that big one” either.

So until tomorrow, keep your feet on the ground but reach real high for the stars, and of course, keep all children safe.

Caring regards from
‘Buddy and Me’ (Steve Heath)
steve@buddyandme.co.za

To assist with Buddy’s medical aid (recouping the R9 960.00 spent on repairs to engine and installation of new gearbox, starter motor and front suspension), please make a deposit into the following account:

  Bank: First National
  Branch: Lambton
  Branch code: 251542
  Acc name: Buddy and Me
  Acc number: 622 327 236 78
  Ref: Buddy’s medical aid

All assistance, no matter how small, is greatly appreciated. Any excess collected above the necessary amount, will be donated to the three organisations involved in the project, namely The Teddy Bear Clinic, Bobbi Bear Foundation and The TygerBear Clinic.

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Fri
6
Nov '09

Day 96: Thursday, 5 November 2009

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To watch Buddy and Me in real time click here, select South Africa under “Global Fleet Logins:” in the left hand panel, enter cellphone number 0822549129 and password Buddy.

To make a donation to or information on any of the organisations involved in assisting victims of child rape and abuse, please click on one of the following links:

Bobbi Bear Foundation (KwaZulu-Natal)
The Teddy Bear Clinic (Gauteng)
The TygerBear Foundation (Western Cape)
GRIP (Mpumalanga)
StepThru (Gauteng)

Hi it’s us again, ‘Buddy and Me’ we are back “home” again, home being wherever ‘Buddy and Me” get to sleep for the night and tonight once again we will be with Round Tabler Gert and Lizzette Delport and “that Bulls baby”, Hattingh’. Tonight, so I have heard, is going to be another Round Table “meeting” this time here at the Delport’s and will include the guys from RT Pretoria Bushveld Area 136, so EEEISH I have to get my system ready for it and I have therefore decided to start my blog a little earlier than usual anticipating another late night and will hopefully be able to complete it later tonight.

So this morning my day started with me heading into Silverton, fortunately it did not entail any city driving and was actually quite a nice drive through the Eastern region of Pretoria to the Beares Silverton store. Hendick Nepgen, the store manager had arranged for me to meet two really interesting people in the form of Moses Dingoko from the S.O.S Children’s Village who provide a support structure for victims of child rape, and Inspector Adrie Pienaar from the Silverton police department.

Our chat lasted a little over two hours which unfortunately made me half an hour late for my visit to the Beares store in the Mhube Max City Centre in Mamelodi Township. But the delay was worth it because the talk with my two guests at Silverton was a really interesting one. Inspector Pienaar confirmed that she believes the reason for the ridiculously low conviction rate with child rape cases is definitely due to grossly inexperienced investigation by inexperienced police officers. She is also of the opinion that the confusion within the police force surrounding the FCS/CPU units is also contributing to the inability of the police force to focus on the investigation of these cases and to function as a dedicated unit. She also is of the opinion that until this matter is finalised properly and dedicated police offices are identified and properly trained, the situation will get steadily worse. God help us if it gets any worse than it already is. She made a statement which I can really relate to, and that was “If we mess up our kids, we mess up our country” and that I believe is the fact of life in a nut shell.

Moses confirmed that child rape in the townships surrounding Pretoria is happening at a frightening and steadily increasing rate. Both of my guests were of the opinion that the State has got to get serious and stop pussy footing around with child rapists. The biggest part of the discussion was surrounding the trauma associated with child rape and both of my guests fully supported the comments I made on yesterday’s blog concerning the fact that with hundreds of thousands of kids being raped we are sitting with a situation of the vast majority of them growing up with a huge amount of hatred and anger inside them and this is contributing in a huge way to the sick society we are being forced to live in.

Another aspect of our discussion was the fact that I have always believed that legislation should be put into operation regarding the charging of individuals who are “grooming” children for sex. The practise of “grooming” children for sex has been going on in Europe for many years and has over the past few years reared its ugly head here in South Africa and is, I am told, on an increase in a big way. This “grooming” is also I believe, linked to the human trafficking syndicates and needs to be eradicated from our society post haste. Inspector Pienaar confirmed that she has heard that steps are in place to combat the grooming of children for sex and believes that legislation is on the cards, so that’s at least some good news and I for one will be monitoring the promulgation of legislation in that line with bated breath.

<i>Beares Silverton staff</i>

Beares Silverton staff

While travelling around the Pretoria area I have noticed some very strange road signs which I have never seen anywhere else in South Africa. These are yellow boards with semi circle type things on them which according to me represent athletics stadiums, but I still have not been able to fathom them out. Surely there can’t be that many athletics stadiums in the Pretoria area. So if anyone can help me out with information regarding exactly what these boards represent please e-mail me, or better still, place the facts regarding these strange boards on the blog so that everyone knows what they are because even the people I have asked in and around Pretoria have no idea what they are for.

<i>The sinister <u>‘Yellow boards'</u></i>

The sinister ‘Yellow boards'

From Silverton I was shown the way to the Mhube Max City Centre in the Mamelodi Township by one of the staff of Silverton Beares and arrived at the Beares store half an hour late at 1:30. Here I was met by a group of ??? I’m not sure what to call them, so can only describe them as Mamelodi’s version of transvestites. They were hilarious and had the small crowd which had gathered outside the Beares store, as well as me, in stitches with their parading up and down and around Buddy. I told them that the picture I took was going to be placed on my website which will be seen by thousands if not millions of people all around the world and that if they are contacted for a modelling contract it must be understood and agreed that I will be their agent.

<i>Mamelodi's own transvestites</i>

Mamelodi's own transvestites

The store manager, Daisy Phetla did a sterling job in explaining the purpose of my visit to the small crowd gathered around Buddy and the (?? – questionables) assisted by handing out a pile of flyers which explains the purpose of the project. I was amazed at the interest shown by the people in the project and a number of both men and woman approached me to give their views and opinions on the subject of child rape, and as usual everyone believes that child rapists “should die”.

<i>The small crowd in the car park outside the Beares store</i>

The small crowd in the car park outside the Beares store

And so onto this evening’s events. We had a really great evening which involved an ‘in-door braai’. Yep that’s right, you read that correctly, Gert and Lizette have this really neat facility which involves a ‘Lapa’ structure which is attached to the lounge of the house and has a built-in braai facility, a Jacuzzi and a bar. So no matter what the weather, come rain or snow they can still braai. Check this out.

<i>The Delport Lapa, neat hey?</i>

The Delport Lapa, neat hey?

As I said in the beginning of my blog, we were joined by the guys from the Round Table Pretoria 136 club and the Chairman Daryn Pretorius and his side kick Paul Dold pinned me with their club’s lapel pin and presented me with their club’s pennant/flag.

<i>Being pinned and presented with RT 136 pennant – Daryn on the right of the pic and Paul on the left</i>

Being pinned and presented with RT 136 pennant – Daryn on the right of the pic and Paul on the left

While watching some motorbike racing on the telly with one eye while chatting over a few frosties and seeing a few of the bikes take some nasty falls, Paul made a comment about the “Arrive Alive” campaign which says “Don’t fool yourself – speed kills” and said “Actually it’s not the speed that kills, it’s the sudden stop that kills” and so with my sick sense of humour I obviously thought this was pretty good.

Anyway the evening was a really great one and Gert once again proved successful in his culinary skills – I’m beginning to think he should give serious consideration to joining me on my crusade because his culinary skills could come in pretty useful.

<i>The group of guys from the evenings get together – from the left – Paul, Gert (Senior) Hennie, Daryn, Gert (Junior)</i>

The group of guys from the evening's get together – from the left – Paul, Gert (Senior) Hennie, Daryn, Gert (Junior)

And so that brought an end to our evening’s events and we retired for the evening at a slightly more respectable hour than last night. So now it’s time for bed, so good night, keep well and keep all children safe.

Before I sign off, I would just like to re-iterate that Buddy’s medical aid seriously still needs assistance, so if anyone knows anyone who is in a position to assist, a name of a company etc, please e-mail me the contact details, your help will be greatly appreciated.

Caring regards from
Buddy and Me (Steve Heath)
steve@buddyandme.co.za

To assist with Buddy’s medical aid (recouping the R9 960.00 spent on repairs to engine and installation of new gearbox, starter motor and front suspension), please make a deposit into the following account:

  Bank: First National
  Branch: Lambton
  Branch code: 251542
  Acc name: Buddy and Me
  Acc number: 622 327 236 78
  Ref: Buddy’s medical aid

All assistance, no matter how small, is greatly appreciated. Any excess collected above the necessary amount, will be donated to the three organisations involved in the project, namely The Teddy Bear Clinic, Bobbi Bear Foundation and The TygerBear Clinic.

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Thu
5
Nov '09

Day 95: Wednesday, 4 November 2009

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To make a donation to or information on any of the organisations involved in assisting victims of child rape and abuse, please click on one of the following links:

Bobbi Bear Foundation (KwaZulu-Natal)
The Teddy Bear Clinic (Gauteng)
The TygerBear Foundation (Western Cape)
GRIP (Mpumalanga)
StepThru (Gauteng)

This morning started off where yesterday left off and by this I am referring to the weather of course. When I woke up the weather seemed pretty okay, just a little overcast, but by the time I was ready to leave and head back to Pretoria it was already raining. Fortunately this time I had the use of a rain suit and so at least I arrived at the Beares store in Pretoria North drier than I was when I arrived back in Germiston yesterday. After a chat with all the staff and filling them in with the purpose of the project, which is to get them to spread the word to all their friends and relatives to visit my website and to get them to forward their opinions and suggestions on what needs to be done to stop child rape, I headed for the Lubners store which is fortunately only about 100 metres from the Beares store. I say fortunately because as I was about to leave it started raining again, but only lightly.

<i>Beares Pretoria North staff</i>

Beares Pretoria North staff

At the Lubners store I had a lengthy chat with a lady who unfortunately has been made a statistic of my crusade and our chat mostly revolved around the horrific impact the mental trauma has on a child after being subjected to rape or sexual abuse. I was told by a psychologist in the Eastern Cape that the majority of woman, and many men as well, who are in institutions for mentally handicapped people, were in fact not born mentally handicapped but are in that state due to child and toddler rape. I have not undertaken any form of research into this mind boggling comment and so must take his word for it, but if there is anyone who can provide more information regarding this statement I would really appreciate you contacting me either on my e-mail or the website comments blog.

But if one considers the fact that according to the report released by Solidarity about four months ago which stated that South Africa is currently experiencing approximately 580 child rape cases on a daily basis, and the fact that at present only between 18 and 20% of these cases are being reported with a very small number of victims being provided with proper counselling, it is horrifying to think how many kids are being forced to live their lives with the extreme mental stress and trauma associated with child rape and sexual abuse. And then we wonder why there are so many delinquent kids in our society?

<i>Lubners Pretoria North staff</i>

Lubners Pretoria North staff

Meet Jacky Maluleka, who is celebrating his 33rd year with Lubners – man that’s what I call dedication. According to him, the only reason he would consider leaving Lubners is if I offerd him the opportunity to join me in Buddy on our crusade to stop child rape. He looks pretty settled in don’t you think?

<i>Jacky getting acquainted with Buddy</i>

Jacky getting acquainted with Buddy

After a chat with all the staff, and because it had stopped raining, I bid all the friendly staff of Lubners Pretoria North farewell and headed off in the direction of Garsfontein where, once again, I was being hosted accommodation by that lovely couple from Round Table TP 151, Gert and Lizette Delport. Now there is something that I have to share with everyone. After all this time of researching and fighting child abuse, I have now got proof that I have witnessed the worst case of child abuse I have ever seen in my life!

<i>Come on! You have to admit it, this has got to be the worst case of child abuse you have ever seen. I mean forcing a small baby to wear something like that! Actually it’s Gert and Lizette’s 10 month old son Hattingh and <b><u>I</u></b> think secretly Gert agrees with me, because although he has lived in Pretoria all his life, he is in fact a <u>Lions</u> supporter, ag shame so both he and Lizette have problems, Lizette is in fact the one who forced Hattingh to wear the babygrow, but don’t worry Hattingh my boy, one day when you get big I know you will make the right decision and change the babygrow for a <b>Sharks</b> jersey</i>

Come on! You have to admit it, this has got to be the worst case of child abuse you have ever seen. I mean forcing a small baby to wear something like that! Actually it’s Gert and Lizette’s 10 month old son Hattingh and I think secretly Gert agrees with me, because although he has lived in Pretoria all his life, he is in fact a Lions supporter, ag shame so both he and Lizette have problems, Lizette is in fact the one who forced Hattingh to wear the babygrow, but don’t worry Hattingh my boy, one day when you get big I know you will make the right decision and change the babygrow for a Sharks jersey

The evening was spent enjoying great food, a braai with all the goodies to go with it – obviously this included a number of frosties, with yet another crazy bunch of Round tablers.

<i>Round tablers of TP 151 Fron left: Jacques, Rudolf, Gert (my host) me, Andre in the yellow shirt at whose house the ‘meeting’ was held, Fraans (seated) Eddie and Ernest (other wise known as Klippies)</i>

Round tablers of TP 151 Front left: Jacques, Rudolf, Gert (my host) me, Andre in the yellow shirt at whose house the ‘meeting’ was held, Fraans (seated) Eddie and Ernest (other wise known as Klippies)

Then it was time for me to be ‘pinned’ again with yet another Round Table lapel pin to be added to my ever increasing collection of pins and to receive another pennant/Round table flag.

<i>Me being pinned by Rudolf</i>

Me being pinned by Rudolf

<i>The whole group including wives getting acquainted with Buddy, in the rain</i>

The whole group including wives getting acquainted with Buddy, in the rain

And so as, usual with Round Table ‘meetings’, the evening became early morning and Gert and I arrived home quite ‘latish’ (somewhere on the wrong side of 1:30am – Eeeish).

I was e-mailed an interesting article by a good friend Robert Jacobs who read this article on News 24 and wondered why we can’t see punishments for child rapists like this taking place in South Africa and articles like this being published in our newspapers.

Riyadh – A Saudi court has ratified the beheading and crucifixion of a young man who raped five children, among them a three-year-old boy left to die in the desert, a newspaper reported on Monday.

An appeal court in Riyadh approved the death sentence handed down in June by a lower court in Hail, where the convicted 22-year-old man carried out his crimes, Okaz newspaper said.

The man was arrested several weeks ago, the paper said, as he tried to seize another youth after offering him a ride home from school.

Saudi Arabia has executed 56 people this year under laws that allow the death penalty for rape, murder, apostasy, armed robbery and drug trafficking. In extreme cases, the convict is executed and his body crucified in public.

Very interesting don’t you think??

Anyway, that’s all for today’s blog, it’s now 4:45am on Thursday morning and so I must try and get a little more sleep before I head off for the Beares store in Silverton and Mhube Max City, wherever that is. So cheers for now, keep well and keep all children safe.

Caring regards from
Buddy and Me (Steve Heath)
steve@buddyandme.co.za

To assist with Buddy’s medical aid (recouping the R9 960.00 spent on repairs to engine and installation of new gearbox, starter motor and front suspension), please make a deposit into the following account:

  Bank: First National
  Branch: Lambton
  Branch code: 251542
  Acc name: Buddy and Me
  Acc number: 622 327 236 78
  Ref: Buddy’s medical aid

All assistance, no matter how small, is greatly appreciated. Any excess collected above the necessary amount, will be donated to the three organisations involved in the project, namely The Teddy Bear Clinic, Bobbi Bear Foundation and The TygerBear Clinic.

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Wed
4
Nov '09

Day 94: Tuesday, 3 November 2009

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To make a donation to or information on any of the organisations involved in assisting victims of child rape and abuse, please click on one of the following links:

Bobbi Bear Foundation (KwaZulu-Natal)
The Teddy Bear Clinic (Gauteng)
The TygerBear Foundation (Western Cape)
GRIP (Mpumalanga)
StepThru (Gauteng)

This morning found me heading back into Pretoria central area firstly to the Beares store in Andries Street and then to the other Beares store in the Quagga Centre, but first it involved me getting horribly lost and having to retrace my route and eventually arrived at the Andries Street store 10 minutes earlier than I was supposed to, I was quite impressed with myself for having achieved this great feat, especially considering that I first stopped outside the Union Buildings to photograph Buddy’s first visit to the historic and important building.

<i>Buddy outside the Union Buildings. I was going to go in and see if maybe I could get Mr. Zuma to listen to my proposal on what needs to be done to stop the raping of children in South Africa, but thought “Naa he will have to wait in anticipation until I reach Cape Town, those buildings look more impressive to Buddy and Me</i>

Buddy outside the Union Buildings. I was going to go in and see if maybe I could get Mr. Zuma to listen to my proposal on what needs to be done to stop the raping of children in South Africa, but thought “Naa he will have to wait in anticipation until I reach Cape Town, those buildings look more impressive to Buddy and Me

At the Pretoria Andries Street Beares store, I had a great time chatting to the Beares staff and in particular the manager, Shaun Alexander whose words in my Beares store managers book ware very inspiring: Great stuff Steve. This project will change many lives and I support you. Children should be children and it’s good to know that those who have been hurt have a proper support system”.

Shaun asked if any major changes had taken place with regard to our governments approach to child rape since I started my campaign against the raping and sexual abuse of children in 2005, and I was happy to confirm that; I believe due to the pressures placed by many lobbyists which includes the likes of Bobbi Bear in Durban, myself, as well as a couple of opposition political parties, certain changes for the better have been made and these include:

  • The new sexual offences act 32 of 2007 promulgated in November 2007 which, after having the rape act changed in 1998 to exclude the raping of males, both child males as well as adult males, now includes the rape of males on exactly the same basis as that of females

  • Prior to November 2007 sexual offences act 32, the law forbid the testing of rapists to establish their HIV/Aids status. This was one of the aspects of rape I was totally in favour of as was all the previously mentioned organisations. While on the project through Namibia and Botswana this was an aspect of their laws that really impressed me immensely

  • The other aspect of those countries’ laws which had impressed me was the fact that, by law, individuals who are made aware of the fact that a child has been raped (told by the child, etc) are forced by law to ensure that the authorities are notified and that the necessary steps are taken to pursue the matter, and should they fail to do so they are guilty of an offence. Our ‘new’ sexual offences act 32 of 2007 has included this exact piece of legislation. I am aware that many individuals, mainly associated with various NGO’s, social workers as well as teachers are not very happy with this specific aspect of the ‘new’ law, but I believe that if additional changes are made (as per my solution to child rape which will be published on this website soon) to ensure that child rape is eradicated to a huge degree in our country, this aspect of the law will prove to be a masterpiece in bringing about the halt to child rape

And so after a really enjoyable chat I bid the staff of the Beares store in Andries Street Pretoria farewell and headed for the Beares store in the Quagga Centre.

<i>Beares Pretoria Andries Street – That’s Shaun with the black shirt on and the regional manager Matilda, kneeling with the blond hair</i>

Beares Pretoria Andries Street – That’s Shaun with the black shirt on and the regional manager Matilda, kneeling with the blond hair

At the Quagga Centre store I was met by a really friendly bunch and received my first red rose attached to my Beares store managers book of comments by Amelia Enslin the store manager. She was adamant that she was going to join me on my crusade to stop child rape, but alas I don’t think she has the necessary 8 months leave available to pursue her desire to jump into Buddy and head into the blue yonder.

<i>Beares staff Quagga Centre - Amelia is the first lady from the left</i>

Beares staff Quagga Centre - Amelia is the first lady from the left

On Sunday I was notified by a message on my lap top that my security system on my computer had lapsed, and that the computer was no longer protected against viruses. I of course caught a big skrik and phoned home to find out what I need to do. I was told that I must get back to Jo’burg chop-chop and get it rectified, as I could pick up some serious trouble due to all the e-mails I get which could be carrying lethal viruses. So with some really lousy looking black thunder clouds looming in the south, I decided to make a hasty retreat from the Quagga Centre store and head for Jo’burg.

I did however allow for a short stop at the Voortrekker Monument so Buddy can boast about having had his picture taken with the backdrop of the monument.

<i>Buddy at the gates of the Voortrekker Monument with the Monument in the background, just outside Pretoria</i>

Buddy at the gates of the Voortrekker Monument with the Monument in the background, just outside Pretoria

I had no sooner past the Johannesburg International airport, when the heavens opened up and it absolutely poured. Within a few minutes the hail started and I was drenched to the bone and so spent the last half hour’s drive home to Germiston sopping wet and freezing cold, not to mention the fact that I could not see a thing through the windscreen and so had to drive with my head out the side of the buggy with rain and hail hammering me in the face – not a nice experience, but I eventually arrived home, sort of in one piece, and after drying off and a change of clothes, relaxed with a frosty (they are good even when you are cold) and listened to the rain still pouring down outside, thankful that I was inside snug as a bug and not still out there.

So that ended my day in central Pretoria, so with my computer now safely guarded against nasty viruses and whatever other nasties are thrown at it, ‘Buddy and Me’ once again bid you farewell until tomorrow when we return to the Pretoria region, this time Beares in Pretoria North as well as Lubners Pretoria North where I will hopefully get to talk to many more South Africans and get their opinions on what needs to be done to stop the raping and sexual abuse of children. I will once again be staying with that lovely couple Gert and Lizette Delport of Round Table and am looking forward to meeting a large group of Tablers at their weekly meeting tomorrow night.

So until tomorrow, cheers for now, keep the e-mails with your comments coming in, I really need them to finalise my proposal and solution to government on what needs to be done to stop the raping of our children.

Caring regards from
Buddy and Me (Steve Heath)
E-mail comments and opinions to steve@buddyandme.co.za
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To assist with Buddy’s medical aid (recouping the R9 960.00 spent on repairs to engine and installation of new gearbox, starter motor and front suspension), please make a deposit into the following account:

  Bank: First National
  Branch: Lambton
  Branch code: 251542
  Acc name: Buddy and Me
  Acc number: 622 327 236 78
  Ref: Buddy’s medical aid

All assistance, no matter how small, is greatly appreciated. Any excess collected above the necessary amount, will be donated to the three organisations involved in the project, namely The Teddy Bear Clinic, Bobbi Bear Foundation and The TygerBear Clinic.

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Tue
3
Nov '09

Day 93: Monday, 2 November 2009

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To make a donation to or information on any of the organisations involved in assisting victims of child rape and abuse, please click on one of the following links:

Bobbi Bear Foundation (KwaZulu-Natal)
The Teddy Bear Clinic (Gauteng)
The TygerBear Foundation (Western Cape)
GRIP (Mpumalanga)
StepThru (Gauteng)

<i>The big pack–up</i>

The big pack–up

Today, my morning was spent cleaning Buddy as well as the contents of the trailer and repacking it to make it more ‘user friendly’. Then the next five hours was spent working on the new itinerary which will commence from the 4th of January 2010. When I agreed to reschedule the itinerary from the 27th November and restart on the 4th January, I did not realise that it would entail so much work, but it is almost finalised now and so I will be able to publish the new itinerary within the next few days.

The newly packed and user friendly trailer contents

While sitting sorting out the new itinerary, I was distracted by the sound of someone smacking something on the water and the sound seemed to come from across the river. I then saw a guy walking along the edge of the river, a little deeper than ankle deep, wielding a thick stick and whacking the reeds which are now, because of the heavy rains, actually in the river. I then saw him snatch something out of the water from between the reeds and throw it onto the river bank. On checking this operation out with my binoculars, I discovered that he was in fact hitting barbel that were feeding on the thousands of frogs – actually the other night I counted one million and three – with the stick and throwing them up onto the bank. Within a period of about ten minutes, and after covering a distance of about 150 metres along the river bank, he had extracted seventeen fish in this manner and all were, I estimated to be, between about 3 and 8 kilos in size. After picking them all up and disappearing with them into the bush – it took four trips to remove all the barbel he had slaughtered – he returned and continued slaughtering them for another half an hour. All in all I counted 46 fish he had slaughtered in this manner and don’t know how many were killed in this manner before I started watching. No wonder the frogs are breeding at a mean rate and make such a racket at night, the food chain is being broken at a devastating rate by the local population killing off the barbel which are there to keep them in check. I can understand that he needs to feed his family but I can’t believe that he has a family that big that he needs to slaughter that many at a time.

The mass murderer

Before departing from the Broederstroom area, I made one last visit to the Sundance Village Pub to bid farewell to Richard Swan the owner who had threatened to hunt me down should I not pop in to say good bye before leaving the area. So having accomplished this and being able to extricate myself and Buddy with only having consumed one Millers, I headed into Pretoria with a mass of very dark and threatening clouds looming ahead of me. I have been hosted accommodation by Round Tabler Gert Delport and his lovely wife Lizette for the next few days, until Friday morning and so wound my way through the chaotic Pretoria traffic in an attempt to reach the pre-arranged meeting place with Gert which was across the road from the Menlyn Park Shopping Centre before the heavens opened up. But I had to stop off at Loftus, the battle grounds of the recent clash between the forces of the Blue Bulls and the Cheetahs in Saturday’s Currie Cup final. I’m not going to repeat who won because I’m sure the entire world knows that and will be reminded of the fact for the whole of next year when the cup will return to its rightful place in Kingsmead Stadium in Durban where the Sharks will once again take good care of it.

<i>Buddy’s first visit to Loftus</i>

Buddy’s first visit to Loftus

Now while on the topic of rugby, there is one little matter which I would like to bring to everyone’s attention, and that is the fact that we Shark supporters have continuously been criticised for having “bought” all our players. Well just to put you in the picture, I read an interesting article in the Beeld newspaper on Saturday morning prior to the big match that provided the details of the players and this is what was reflected in the article regarding the Bulls players:

Zane Kirchner (Originally from – South Western Districts and Griquas)
Francois Hougaard (Orig – Western Province)
Jaco Pretorius (Orig – Lions)
Wynand Olivier (Orig. – Welkom)
Brian Habana (Orig. – Lions)
Morné Steyn (Orig. – Freestate)
Dewald Potgieter (Orig. – Eastern Province)
Daniël Pienaar (Orig. – Technies)
Captain-Victor Matfield (orig. – Griquas)
Bakkies Botha (Orig. – Valke)
Gűrthro Steenkamp (Orig. – Western Province)
Pedrie Wannenburg (Orig. – South Western Districts)
Hein Adams (Orig. – Boland)
Burton Francis (Orig. – Boland)
Total 14 of the team

So to all those individuals who have in the past criticised the Sharks for having bought all their players, put that in your pipe and smoke it. Phew, so having gotten that off my chest I can now carry on with my days events.

Within a few minutes of Gert meeting me at the arranged spot the rain started but fortunately we only had a couple of kilometres to travel to his house and so I wasn’t too wet by the time we pulled into his drive. After a really lovely evening chatting to Gert and Lizette and after tucking into a delicious curry made by Gert along with all the other goodies to go with it made by Lizette, and obviously after sinking a few cold frosties, it was time to retire to bed and to plan my day for tomorrow in Pretoria central.

Tomorrow, Tuesday the 3rd November I visit the Beares store in Andries Street as well as the Beares store in the Quaggas Centre where I hope to obtain more information on the child rape situation in Pretoria. Although I have spoken to so many people here that I doubt if I will obtain anything new in this regard, everyone seems to be adamant that the death penalty must be brought in for child rapists. Every time I speak to any one concerning this subject the response is the same, the rapists of small children should be removed from society permanently, preferably in the form of the death penalty because most people don’t believe that their hard earned tax money should be spent feeding this garbage for any lengthy period of time.

So until tomorrow when ‘Buddy and Me’ ?On the road again? in search of a solution to the rape and sexual abuse of our country’s biggest asset, our children, we wish you a good night and keep all children safe.

Caring regards from
Buddy and Me (Steve Heath)
E-mail your comments to steve@buddyandme.co.za

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To assist with Buddy’s medical aid (recouping the R9 960.00 spent on repairs to engine and installation of new gearbox, starter motor and front suspension), please make a deposit into the following account:

  Bank: First National
  Branch: Lambton
  Branch code: 251542
  Acc name: Buddy and Me
  Acc number: 622 327 236 78
  Ref: Buddy’s medical aid

All assistance, no matter how small, is greatly appreciated. Any excess collected above the necessary amount, will be donated to the three organisations involved in the project, namely The Teddy Bear Clinic, Bobbi Bear Foundation and The TygerBear Clinic.

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