Tuesday, August 19, 2008

[JDPUB: 77] new book: FLASHES IN THE NIGHT - Helen Watson

Flashes in the Night by Helen Watson has been published by Just Done R160

 

Kitty and Leo are parted shortly after their engagement and their stories are traced as they work and travel in Africa during the momentous era when she shakes off Colonial Rule. They and the Colonials they meet try to make sense of what, to them, is the inexplicable behaviour of the British policy makers and finally begin to see it in some sort of perspective. The story covers rural England, Kenya, Rhodesia and South Africa.

Who is the lady in the russet dress, and what is her significance?

 

Helen Watson migrated as a child with her family from England to Northern Rhodesia (now Zambia) during the post-war exodus. She returned to England to train as a physiotherapist, and then went back to Africa, where she lived and worked until her retirement. The story is very loosely based on her own experiences. She lives in Cape Town where she shares a house with two ginger cats who roamed in and out of the narrative and inspired parts of it.

 

This is a novel written from a colonialist perspective. “I have told the Truth in this story as it appeared to me, then and now, and I believe that there are many people for whom it still largely holds true. It is the Truth as seen through the views and perceptions of the Colonials in Africa during the time span of the story” - Helen Watson

 

EXCERPT:

“April 1955

Gerry the drummer enjoyed watching the dancers at the Saturday night hops. How many romances had he watched begin and flourish over the years? How often had they played a special number – usually a waltz - when a young couple whose courtship he had followed from its tentative beginnings became engaged? It was fascinating. He could almost tell what each said to the other as they either danced or sat out and talked.

Take that young couple now. He had seen her enter the hall, and been struck by her air of vulnerability. The russet dress admirably complemented her red-gold hair and showed off her slim figure; he had a ginger cat the same colours….”

 

Doris hummed happily as she bustled around the kitchen. The early morning chores were finished, and she was about to start preparing lunch for George. He had been out since first light, coming in briefly for a quick breakfast before going back out to the fields. July was a busy time of the year: haymaking, sheep shearing, milking, cleaning out the byre, working on the berry crops and the vegetable garden. It never stopped. But it was their life, and neither could imagine any other. She would make some tea – the postman was due any minute, and perhaps he would have a letter from Leo. It was late this week, but she wasn’t unduly worried. He had said that the postal service was sometimes a bit erratic out there.

She loved his letters – they were so interesting, so full of descriptions of Kenya. He was in a town called Nanyuki. She hadn’t been able to find it on the map, so it must be a small place. He seemed to be enjoying himself: the farmers were so friendly, inviting them in, and throwing parties for them. He had seen a lot of wild animals, with wonderful sounding names: Thomson’s Gazelle, which he referred to as Tommies, kudu, impala, waterbuck…”

                                         

FICTION: Historical Novel, 344 pages

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Friday, August 15, 2008

[JDPUB: 76] NEW BOOK: CANAAN NORTH by TONY GELDENHUYS

Canaan North by Tony Geldenhuys has just been published by Just Done Productions – Publishing R160

 

BLURB

 

1965 – The first gusts of the `Winds of Change’ have reached the southern states of Africa when Derek du Toit inherits his murdered grandfather’s farm, Canaan North, in a Rhodesia that a month previously unilaterally declared independence from Great Britain.  Although confronted with tribal murder, political thuggery, and insurgency, he is confident and enthusiastic about the country’s future and starting a new life on Canaan North with his fiancĂ©e, Sophia.  But he falls prey to a new breed of criminal opportunists spawned by the ever increasing economic sanctions against the country and stands to lose his heritage. 

Desperate to keep Canaan North, he and Sophia undertake a clandestine journey into the wilds of Angola, to find a long buried satchel that holds the key to a family fortune and that will earn them reward enough to keep Canaan North.  Not only must they evade Portuguese security forces, but also a vicious renegade intelligence agent who will kill to stop them.

‘This book gripped me –at times I was reduced to tears and at others I was enraged….’

EXCERPTS

 

Meredith looked down into the terror-filled eyes, and his smile broadened as he slowly placed his full weight on his right foot. Banda’s head jerked back, his neck muscles stood out like cords, the veins pumped full, his back arched, bent like a taut bow, and he screamed. It was a shrill, high-pitched piercing cry of both pain and terror that reverberated off the cave walls, and Meredith’s eyelid drooped and his mouth hung open, his jaw slack, as he felt a sensual tingling run up his spine.

Banda’s scream was long and drawn out. And as the air was emptied from his lungs and the last of the scream died away…”

……

“Derek looked down the road at the far lights, and then lifted his toes off the brakes. Free at last, the Cessna bounded forward like a hunting dog suddenly let loose. The speed built up fast and the road surface became a blur in the cone of the landing light. He pushed the control column and the tail wheel lifted off the ground, simultaneously the landing light arced down and lit up the road all the way to the Jeep.

He kept the forward pressure on the control column, holding the main wheels on the ground while the needle on the airspeed indicator crept to the seventy knot mark. Then, as they bore down onto the Jeep that he now could see clearly in the landing lights, he released the pressure on the control column and eased it back. And the Cessna rose gently into the air.”

……

“The buffalo had been dozing, and the distant sound of the man’s deep voice made it start and lift its great head. It was not sure what it had heard, and it lifted its nose high and sniffed the air. Just the soft wind filtered through the hedge and it could smell nothing that indicated danger. Then it closed its eyes and the weight of its mighty horns seemed to be too much to hold up, and it dropped its head. It then pushed out its parched tongue and licked its dry nose.

Fifty feet away, on the opposite side of the hedge, the soft sand muffled the sound of the man’s tread on the game trail. And the soft wind that passed over him, cooling his hot and sweating body, absorbed his smell and carried it through the hedge to the buffalo.

As the man-smell registered in its brain, it triggered a sudden and violent reaction. Ignoring the thirst and the agony, it now had only one emotion, and that was hate. It forced its seventeen hundred pounds of cunning, hate, and aggression to its feet. It stood the blackness of its skin shining and rippling as the muscles knotted and moved. The tips of its horns that swept backwards and up from the huge corded bosses on its forehead, and that made it look as if it was peering from under a hat pulled low over the eyes, lay back on its shoulders, its blunt muzzle lifted high, its eyes bloodshot, and its red nostrils flared.”

……

“Then she slowly turned her head to look briefly at Derek, and he saw the change - there was now a look of absolute defiance in her eyes - she was not going to give in. He knew she had to make the first move, and when she did, he had to be ready to support her. As she looked at Batista, Derek glanced at the African. He still had the rifle pointed at him, although his attention was focused on Batista and Sophia.

`Good,’ said Batista. `Now get rid of the jacket and the shirt.’”

……

“Behind the bulls in the lead came the main mass of the herd - the younger bulls ahead of the cows and their calves who were close to running to keep up with the herd. Derek tried to estimate their number but the dust hid the end of the herd.

He was aware of the silence of the herd. There was just a soft, rapid, shuffling sound of heavy muffled movement. He could see none of the animals loitering to feed - not one broke the silence.”

 

 

AUTHORS BIO

 

Tony Geldenhuys was born in Cape Town.  After high school he joined the South African Army and became an Armoured Corps instructor then an Army Air Reconnaissance pilot.  He transferred to the SA Air Force and qualified as pilot and flying instructor on various aircraft and helicopters, and served throughout the Southern African region.  He is retired and lives with his wife in Centurion, Tshwane.

 

 

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A5, 443 pages

FICTION, Thriller/Romance/Africa

 

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Thursday, August 14, 2008

[JDPUB: 75] NEW BOOK: THE LAST FOOTBALL GAME AT DERBY by EDWARD GARNER

The Last Football Game at Derby by Edward Garner has just been published by Just Done Productions – Publishing   R180

HAVE you ever questioned this: Why are football matches between local teams frequently referred to as ‘Derby games’? Examples spring easily to mind. Liverpool against Everton, the two Manchester or Sheffield clubs battling it out, or indeed pairing almost any of the many London teams. There are other examples, at Nottingham, Birmingham, Bristol, and as we move into the lesser leagues, more and more of these games come to light. But, why Derby? What ever happened in that town to gift its name in such a memorable fashion?

This book will answer that question and more. It is a fascinating reminder that history (and truth) is sometimes stranger than fiction. 

‘A disgrace to civilization and humanity’ Derby Mercury

“While modern day football bears little resemblance to the older style, there are features that, unfortunately, blighted both. Heavy drinking, by both sportsmen and spectators, remains a feature and so too does violence, on and off the arena. It would be true to say that nothing today has, at least so far, matched the degree and regularity of the near-riots that besmirched Derby’s streets, putting people’s lives and limbs in danger and caused much damage to property.

One only had to be respectably dressed to incur the mindless wrath and abuse, physical and verbal, of the more aggressive gangs of drunken youths roaming the streets seeking to publicly humiliate their so-called betters; a threat still with us. The first game was weaned on brute force, nourished in ferocious passion and earned the town an unhealthy reputation. And when it was finally suppressed, it was, ironically, largely achieved by a dramatic flourish of violence, only this time measured, disciplined and authorised by Parliament.

Just how old the contest was, and indeed those special Tuesday games nationally, has long been debated by historians. Certainly many years, adding up to centuries. In written terms, that at Derby went back over a century before 1846, the year of its suppression. That the sport itself, in its many unregulated forms, dated back to the 13th century is a matter of record. Contests specifically identified as Shrove Tuesday or Ash Wednesday confrontations, and therefore special in the community calendar, came later.

However, there are arguments that might show that these encounters, at least as played at Derby, reached back further, conceivably even into prehistoric times. Then, of course, there was no Shrovetide, but, nonetheless, still a time of the year of special significance. A match of extreme antiquity, remarkably similar to Derby’s own, was once played in a region of France. There it was believed, with seemingly good reason, it went back into the mists of pagan ritual.

Those who might wish to query a tradition or folk memory crossing the boundary between the prehistoric and historic need only consult archaeology or folk history to come across examples where this has happened, or at least give rise to serious thought.

While Shrovetide contests were to be found all over the country, contemporary references to the event at Derby make the claim that its particular form of play was unique to that town. Unfortunately, none of those sources explain that singularity. I have speculated on what that uniqueness might be and, if correct, then indeed it was an ancient ritual. However, it has to be emphasised that it is purely speculation and concede there is too little archival or aural evidence available to give a yea or nay.

Derby’s Tuesday football game remains one of the best documented, if not the best, we have. Despite giving its name to the vocabulary of national and international football, it is curious that its story has never been fully explored before. This is an attempt to fill that gap and at the same time affords an opportunity to weave a little more substance and richness into the tapestry of the town’s history.

Edward Garner

March 2008

Derby-born and educated at the old Derby Central Grammar School, Edward Garner has had an interesting life, being at various times a journalist, soldier, teacher, author and traveler. He lives in Pietermaritzburg.

This is his seventh book, each one being described as ‘the last’. Despite that, he is presently working on another one.

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A5 128 pages, black and white illustrations

Keywords: Football, Soccer, Derby, England, History, Sport

 

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Sunday, August 10, 2008

Choppertech: RECCES IN RHODESIA

Choppertech: RECCES IN RHODESIA

Beaver Shaw talks about the Recces, giving a short background and some other information. Those interested in finding out more can buy "Journey Without boundaries" or "A Greater Share of Honour" to read the personal stories of two of these "Recces".

Friday, August 08, 2008

[JDPUB: 74] New Book: The Irish Ancestry of Stonewall Jackson by Steven Jackson

The Irish Ancestry of Stonewall Jackson by Steven Jackson has been published by Just Done Productions – Publishing.

For generations of Americans, “Stonewall” Jackson’s Irish ancestry has remained an intriguing mystery, and, for American Jackson family historians, his Irish great-grandfather, John Jackson, has represented both the beginning and the end of research into their Jackson lineage. Over the years, various erroneous theories have been expounded, ranging from the suggestion that “Stonewall” Jackson’s family is connected in some way with that of former American President Andrew Jackson to the idea that John Jackson was born in Coleraine, County Londonderry, and was transported from London to America as a convict. This book is the authentic and definitive history of the Irish ancestry of “Stonewall” Jackson, setting the record straight as it follows the exciting, parallel achievements of two distinguished lines of the same family on both sides of the Atlantic.

As direct descendant of the Jackson main line in Ireland, the author is uniquely qualified to provide us with an authoritative account of the family’s history. Steven Jackson was born in Belfast, and is an Honorary Research Associate of Trinity College, Dublin, where he attained his Doctorate in Classics. He has written four books and over fifty articles, all of which have been internationally published. Among his hobbies he lists membership of The Sherlock Holmes Society of London and The Ocean Liner Society. Steven lives with his wife in Durban, South Africa.

A5, 192 pages includes b/w and colour photographs. R180

Keywords: Stonewall Jackson, History, Family, Genealogy, Civil War, Jackson

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