Zoë Scholtz

Season of 2020 Remember the time of plenty Now so empty It was the time of 2020 Winter was cold and without song Summer was lonely, just as long  Oh for the day it does not hurt anymore World history we try back to claw When the night time brings the darkness Pray to sleep the night away  But find the morning stress Always finds a way to stay I find it hard to face the day But still, I try anyway ~ Andy _____________________________________________________________________       Andrew Crawshay-Hall (Andy) is an accountant by profession, and an artist at heart. He has two daughters, one a teacher and, the other a doctor of art. When he is not running he loves spending time with his three grandchildren.  Andy is an avid runner and completed eight Comrades Marathons, before being forced to retire in 2012, as a result of a knee operation. At the time, doctors predicted he would never run again. Always eager to meet new people, Andy joined the Irene Athletics Club in 2015, and has successf

I’ve been through my fair share of Renovation Trauma. Shortly after I bought my first little two-bedroom, one-bathroom house in 2006, I began to appreciate that owning a home was a never-ending story. There always seemed to be a list of things that needed to be maintained, changed, or fixed. In fact, it was bad enough when I lived alone, back then I only had my own crazy ideas to deal with (and budget for). Then I got married, and instead of one crazy idea-generating brain, we had two! As an aside, no one warns you of this reality before you tie the proverbial knot. Gerhard and I tackled a DIY bathroom renovation at the first home we bought together. The end result was quite spectacular (and I'm happy to report that we managed not to kill each other), but the process was excruciating – at the time it felt as if we lived at the hardware store. We spent an inordinate amount of time buying bags of tile glue, grout, or some weirdly shaped plumbing tool I’d never heard of. We learne