It was an overcast day, not really cold, but drizzling. I was about 7 or 8 years old, and I had gone fishing for “Shad” with my Dad on Margate Pier (on the Kwa-Zulu Natal south coast). I remember the frenetic activity, huge, burly men, in oilskins and raincoats. The most wonderful smell of bait [...]

Twenty years ago, I drove a cab for a living. It was a cowboy’s life, a life for someone who wanted no boss. What I didn’t realize was that it was also a ministry.
Because I drove the night shift, my cab became a confessional. Passengers climbed in, sat behind me in total anonymity, and told [...]