My great uncle moved to Rhodesia in the 70s with his family. Northern Ireland in the 70s had some dangerous groups and people. Someone in the family was threatened and they had to go. The mainland UK wasn’t far enough, so they chose Rhodesia as his son was offered a job in South Africa.
He worked for a charity (I don’t know which one) and was a piano tuner and handyman. He could fix anything.
Some people went there through circumstance and seeing a better life.
He also supported the anti apartheid movement from day 1. And he was happy when Rhodesia became Zimbabwe. He wasn’t a great fan of the English pillaging and ruining the world through history, despite where he had ended up.
About 15 years ago his bank accounts were emptied by the government (he had worked hard his whole life and had several hundred thousand pounds) and his house and land (nothing grand, small house on less than half an acre) were taken by Mugabe and his cronies.
He moved home, with nothing but the clothes on his back, and lives in the village where he grew up. Turned 93 last week.
Happy birthday, John!
(The chances of him reading this are statistically zero)
My great uncle moved to Rhodesia in the 70s with his family. Northern Ireland in the 70s had some dangerous groups and people. Someone in the family was threatened and they had to go. The mainland UK wasn’t far enough, so they chose Rhodesia as his son was offered a job in South Africa.
He worked for a charity (I don’t know which one) and was a piano tuner and handyman. He could fix anything.
Some people went there through circumstance and seeing a better life.
He also supported the anti apartheid movement from day 1. And he was happy when Rhodesia became Zimbabwe. He wasn’t a great fan of the English pillaging and ruining the world through history, despite where he had ended up.
About 15 years ago his bank accounts were emptied by the government (he had worked hard his whole life and had several hundred thousand pounds) and his house and land (nothing grand, small house on less than half an acre) were taken by Mugabe and his cronies.
He moved home, with nothing but the clothes on his back, and lives in the village where he grew up. Turned 93 last week.
Happy birthday, John!
(The chances of him reading this are statistically zero)