Bosmens (Bosch Person)

Soon I’ll be a Bosmens. That is to say, I’ll be living at Stellenbosch. A golden opportunity has presented itself recently. Old friends of the family are away from home on business for the next six months. They have asked my to move into their house for this period. The concern is not as much for the house as for their daughter who is also studying at the university. House breaks (and more serious offences) are not uncommon on Stellenbosch and everyone would feel better if there was someone staying in the house with the girl. That said, I’ve not been given any specific responsibilities or authority regarding the domestic situation; even staying there for the full six month period isn’t mandatory. The arrangement is merely mutually beneficial.

I’m really looking forward to this. Not actually living on Stellenbosch, a student definitely misses out a lot on the entire experience. I haven’t seen the girl in several years, however. The last clear memories I have, we still played together as children. That was a long time ago and neither of us really has an idea of who the other one is anymore. I honestly don’t know what to expect, but I doubt there’ll (too much) cohabitational friction. It’ll be naïve of me to expect that we’ll click like we did when we were kids, but then again, maybe we might. It is this bit of unknown that’ll be unravelled over the next few months that is so enticing for me.

I’ll be moving in next weekend. It’ll be a long weekend and safely spaced away from any impending tests, so I’ll have a few relatively quiet days to settle in.

I enjoy this time of year: there are sporadic volleys of public holidays. Whee!