One of the Saturday evenings they had a party for several of the other farmers & their families in the area all of whom were Afrikaners & all speaking Afrikaans. I was feeling a bit weary and grabbed a seat to rest after a long day hunting when I was grabbed by a middle age chap dragging me out of the chair & pointing at an old man saying "staan vir die ou Oupa jongmens" stand up for the old grandad youngster. I was quite shocked at this, fortunately Fritz's brother had seen it & intervened telling him "Sy mooi so hy verstaan nie want hy is 'n rooi nek maar hy is goed" , basically he's English & doesn't understand but he's ok. It was a very enjoyable holiday & showed me a glimpse of what was probably a typical self sufficient Boer lifestyle which few rooi neks get to see.
Tales of Colonial Policeman in Northern Rhodesia