Clay Wars

As Scott mentioned, there was a tiny little blue water lake just off the back road by Nooitgedacht where we used to gather for the clay wars. This lake had a small orange island about 14 feet long by 5 feet wide sticking about a foot out of the water. The island was about [...]

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Walking On Water

Dis stary start wid far a fi buys till ova de farm doin de (classic) fishin ting. De wata high dan de beach, so all us fishin out de traf. Bri-yan (Quin) ga de bes place a de en. Wan buy kech a kyatfish an we all looking wa appen, wen dung de traf [...]

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Nooitgedacht Races

The back road off the “hill” to Nooitgedacht was a typical un-paved bauxite road, dusty in the dry season, mucky in the rainy season. Just past the bottom of the hill was a sharp left hand turn that got particularly mucky – about 8 inches deep and virtually impossible to ride a bike through. [...]

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Quicksand Sports

In 1967 we discovered a flat little clay area, about 50 yards across, off the road to Nooitgedacht. When it was dry, there were little cracks in the surface, when there was enough rain, it would turn into a shallow pond only an inch or two deep. The way I remember it, somebody (probably [...]

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Some Interesting Hammy Background

Hey Alex,
Yous gon be Toronto dis wikend lak mu bruder ses?
Wha bout you bro??
Seee email copy below….
I’ll definitely try and make it.
We will be stopping in Kingston on Saturday to visit with son Evan at Queens, might be good to keep on going to Toronto for a Saturday evening Sunday morning get together.
What do you [...]

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The Day Of The Locusts

One sunny day I was riding my bicycle down to the club because I expected the “gang” to show up within a half hour. As I was passing Fraser’s house, it suddenly got pretty dark and you could hear the wind pick up. I sped up because this meant a rainshower was sweeping in. When [...]

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Sapodillas

Sapodillas were one of my favourite fruits but I have not eaten one since I left Guyana.
For those of you who don’t remember this delicious fruit, here are some pictures:

The stone of the sapodilla was quite distinctive being totally black and shiny except fot the white stripe down the side.

Sapodilla tree – we had one in [...]

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Malacca Apples & Guineps

Whenever I mentioned Malacca Apples to Dad he would roll his eyes at the memory of all the stomach aches he treated for us kids who used to climb the tree at Watooka Club House (the tree was at the end of the left hand path off the main path down to the boat house) and eat the apples [...]

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Paragu

There was only one real fisherman that I recall fishing for a living, who regularly fished at the farm. His name was Paragu. He fished up and down the river, but often paddled up to the farm in his corial when the tide was favourable. He didn’treally like us amateurs catching all the fish, but [...]

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Snake Encounters

Who remembers the day we came back to school from lunch to find a land camoodi in the tree right beside the school gate? We weren’t allowed to go in and some of the men (can’t remember who) were called to come and deal with the situation. While we were all standing around watching (this [...]

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