Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Stone haven castle
This is the back entrance to the cottage that we were living in, there was no front entrance, there was a front door, which did not have a lock on the door and was kept closed with 2 screws.

The back entrance was below the level of the ground and when it rained water poured into the kitchen. when we moved into the house 5 years ago there were no shelves, or cupboards in the kitchen, or the bedrooms. we had to supply our own, the kitchen was very tiny, with hardly any space to move around, and no place to put a stove, I was able to fit my fridge into it, and my deep freeze and the wall units I had were used to store our essential in the kitchen, my Bar had to be used to store our groceries.

In the Bedrooms, I had to erect long poles across the walls so that we could hang up our clothes.

The floor of the whole house was raw concrete painted yellow, the same colour as the walls throughout the house. But it was some where to keep us safe and dry from the bitterly cold winters and boiling hot summers. In the yard there were 5 Avacoda pear trees, and all gave a good amount of fruit throuout the years that we were there.

We had water problems, as living in Shongweni the main water pipes came from Hammarsdale, and were old and decayed, often bursting underground and not being noticed untill suddenly a huge fountain of water found its way to the surface, when it would take the municipality water department a few day to come out and fix it.

We also had electrical problems in the house, and if we switched the kettel on, then we would have to switch everything else off, many a computer part was blown because of this shortage problem. But the land lord was not interested in fixing the problem and would not allow us to call and electrician in and the job had never been passed by the housing department. I think the whole cottage had never had plans and had been built first as a cattle shed, then the servants were allowed to build on to it, eventually it had a bathroom built on {that was the best room in the house} The ground was very uneven, and full of devil thorns, a nightmare if you walked out on to it in bare feet. Many a time I had to sort out abscesses on my dogs paws, because of these thorns. And the ticks, so many horrible little creatures, that had to be destroyed daily from my animals. Then there were the snakes, Large Black Mambes these killed 5 of my dogs, and one of my ducks, Zena one of my very brave chows killed 4 large spitting cobras, before her untimly death. We grew our own vegetables, in the garden and had Ducks and geese for their eggs. So we were pretty self contained in what we did.

I worked 2km from work and that is why I walked there every day, I enjoyed my job and my boss David and I got on very well. We worked from his home, which is called Stonehaven castle.

The photo above our cottage is a picture of Stone haven Castle in Shongweni Natal
Well I think thats enough for the day will carry on with this blog and all its heartache another day.

Day one.

It was a tuesday mornin when I received a phone call from my son, who was in a very distraught frame of mind, I was at work at the time this started.
But going back a bit in time to the reason why my son was not at home when all this came about, he had walked with me to work, as at the time I had been recently attacked by three Black men, carrying a grass slasher in one of their hands, I had been choked and had my hand bag ripped off my shoulder, then left lying in the road as they ran off into the bush, after this incident Robin would walk me to work and again fetch me in the afternoon, as I was terrified that the little bastards would come back and try to either rape me or kill me.
That morning he got home to to find his cell phone ringing, and on answering it, found it was our Neighbour Debbie, ranting and raving like a lunatic about our dog Luke having got out of our yard and attacking one of her chickens. Saying that Luke had killed the chicken and run off with one of the babies. Of course Robin was very upset and phoned me to tell me the story at work.
I phone Debbie to apoligise and offered to pay for the chicken, She then told me that the bird was not dead, just stunned, but that she was going to talk to the landlord, to tell him to get us out of the cottage. I then phoned the landlord, who refused to speak to me over the phone, and said that we should go up to his home when I got home from work. If you listen to the recordings you will hear what transpired.
This was the start of our living hell....
The first recording was between my neighbour and my son, this recording is between my land lord and ourselves Sorry you have to download these as I dont know how to place them other then on 4 shared.
http://www.4shared.com/file/98657331/a0585ee1/BI_2.html
http://www.4shared.com/file/98658060/f00d343d/Voice-0001.html
http://www.4shared.com/file/98658172/6da0e67/Voice-0004.html

The last days of our lives in Shongweni Natal South Africa

I am going to first of all try to upload the voice mail conversations that took place between my landlord my son and my self, as well as the voice mail that started the whole ugly process, that came via the telephone from a neighbour.
Please excuse the sound volume as it may not be audiable.

http://www.4shared.com/file/98656243/b869a458/Bill__Inga_Eviction_Notice.html