WELCOM TO ED'S LETTER IMPROV.
OKAY.. SO WHEN MY MOTHER AND I FIRST MOVED TO CAPE TOWN IN THE LATE ‘70s, she rented an apartment in the city's much-maligned but equally loved towers, Disa Park. Much-maligned because, situated at the foot of Devil's Peak, this misplaced triumvirate has loomed over the City Bowl for more than five decades; but also loved – back then for its modern design, and today for its retro-cool cred. While it's the latter that appeals to me now, in the summer of 1977 it was the tennis and squash courts, the huge swimming pool, and the covered concrete parking levels with spiralled car access that made for brilliant skateboarding. Basically, Disa Park was the perfect playground for an eight-yearold boy who, until then, had been living in a basement flat in Benoni. The…
