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Ashwin Desai Reflects on the History of the Cemeteries of KwaZulu-Natal

ChatsworthAshwin Desai, who recently edited Chatsworth: The Making of a South African Township, has written an article for The Mercury about his tour of cemeteries in KwaZulu-Natal.

In the article, he describes the cemeteries he visits and reflects on the history that burial grounds point to. There is so much of the story of South Africa buried just beneath the surface.

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High up on the Ridge in Durban’s Berea is a cemetery nestled next to the most beautiful little church. The cemetery has stimulated articles in local newspapers as it opens its gates to people eager to go on tours and get a sense of the history that lies underground.

I quickly phoned in to book my place. The first day was full, but there was a place on the second. I was excited for I know that cemeteries are archives. As Gaston Bachelard, in the brilliant Poetics of Space, put it “there will always be more things in a closed box than in an open box”.

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Chris Thurman on the Symbiosis of Ibo Island Lodge

Guy ButlerChris ThurmanChris Thurman, author of Guy Butler: Reassessing a South African Literary Life, expounds the benefits of the Ibo Island Lodge. Not only is it great for tourists but it is an essential force in job-creation for the people of Ibo.

The old fort is full of intriguing sense data. Walking past one doorway, you hear the clang of metal beating metal and the murmur of voices; through another, you catch a glimpse of a man bringing a fire to life with the bellows of his lungs. The smoke mixes with the salty-stale smell of the ocean blowing in over the ramparts.

Outside, the sun that has flaked the paint on the walls beats down on your skin, and you seek shade under the canopy of the lone tree in the whitewashed courtyard.

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