I figured that I had more than enough experience of business systems and practices to get some contract work on the South Coast and to enjoy a healthy retirement there. How wrong I was. The bottom had fallen out of the economy down there and the infrastructure seems to determine that it will never recover. People don't choose holiday destinations where the power goes off three times a day for two hours at a time and where the water supply dries up with monotonous regularity (Ramsgate was without water for weeks), when for the same expenditure they have multiple choices of wonderful destinations that actually deliver.
Then Covid-19 hit. My daughter was in the restuarant business and found herself without a job. Things went from bad to worse very rapidly. We were forced to pack up and return to Gangsters' Paradise, otherwise known as Gauteng, notoriously presided over by Johannesburg.
And here we are, happily surrounded by family again, battling harsh reality. Thankfully Covid restriction levels allow for many people to be back at work and, despite the struggles for jobs at any wages, it can make the difference between starvation and fulfilling basic needs; having a simple roof over one's head or being homeless. Homeless, when Covid restrictions tell us to stay at home.
I do believe that many people will take less for granted and be more conscious of what we do have. And perhaps how do do more with less.
I lived fairly well before I retired. I had a nice (though rented) home, medical aid - and so on. Today I live in a room behind someone's house, draw a State pension and rely on government clinics for medical needs. I've had to feel how the others live.
At 70 it doesn't do any harm to simplify one's life, even to this extent. It's certainly opened my eyes - and vision - to a different lifestyle, not least of all, old age.
With all that we have been through in the past two years, nationally and globally, I simply cannot imagine what it would have been like without WhatsApp! Viva WhatsApp!