O ne could hardly sip one’s morning tea without the whirr of lycra- clad cyclists flashing past at astonishing speed, as the Cape Epic swept through our village in a blaze of colour and energy. Streets were dressed to impress, shopfronts adorned with cycling flair, and the children - oh, their art- work was fantastic and their enthusiastic cheers as cyclists went by. There was, at one rather tense moment, the threat of utter calamity as a group of startled ponies considered joining the race themselves. Fortunately, swift thinking (and a most generous supply of lucerne) ensured they were safely corralled into the sanctuary of the church garden. One is pleased to report that no roses were harmed. Meanwhile, a new village noticeboard has appeared, and with it, one suspects, the quiet exchange of messages, plans, and perhaps the occasional intrigue hidden amongst the notices. From bootcamp to a knitting circle, Greyton’s social calendar continues to flourish - whether one prefers a push-up or a well-placed purl. But not all has been light amusement. The village has shown admirable unity in rallying against proposed changes
landscape of fences and regrettable patch - work of modern buildings on small plots linked by a plethora of new dogleg roads. And now, a tale that has already travelled faster than the Epic itself. Our esteemed - if currently some- what humbled - editor recently found herself quite literally entan- gled in modern technology. A leisurely cycle down Main Road ended in a most undignified predicament when her trousers became firmly acquainted with the chain of an e-bike. What followed involved much hopping, a growing audience, several well-meaning (if not entirely successful) rescue attempts, and the very real prospect of scissors and a rather exposed journey home. Ultimate - ly, salvation arrived in the form of a well- timed gear shift, freeing both editor and bicycle - though not, alas, her dignity nor her trousers, which were a little dented by the encounter. One can only conclude: #onlyinGreyton. Looking ahead, there is much to delight in. Rose fairs, Open Gardens, the Greyton and Genadendal Music Festival, and a most tempting Wine Festival await us - ample opportunity to remain both entertained and, one hopes, out of further mischief as winter approaches. Yours watchingly
A particularly sharp-eyed resident - clearly in possession of feline-level per- ception - spotted a discreet but deeply concerning amendment: the removal of a protective clause that has long helped preserve Greyton’s character. One shud - ders to think what may have slipped through unnoticed. Progress, dear read- ers, is all well and good, but not at the expense of the very charm that draws so many to our village - our own “Blue Zone” of community and healthy living. Let us guard it well, lest we wake to find ourselves in a most un- Greyton-like
to municipal planning regulations - changes that threaten to carve
up our beloved gardens and erect barriers where once there were open vistas.
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