Beyond the city lights
My mother-in-law could hardly wait to tell me the news: She'd snapped up seven gently used Lawrence G Green books at a local library sale for the exorbitant sum of R35. Not R35 per book - R35 for the whole lot! She knows I'm a huge fan of the late South African journalist and travel writer. Green had no delusions of literary grandeur but instead wrote the way he travelled - for the sheer joy of it. My favourite book of his has always been A decent fellow doesn't work, which is prefaced as follows: “Experiences of an easy-going traveller in search of pleasure, interesting people and places inside and outside Southern Africa - with a little wisdom gathered on the way.” Lawrence Green died 50 years ago, but I like to think…
