tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18579803.post-85860937736746653352008-07-17T08:30:00.001+02:002008-07-27T19:03:53.736+02:00

Many people remember being a teenager with a fond, misty, sentimental look on their face. I for one am lucky to crack a grimace at some of the downright outrageous things I got up to during those years. Like the time my friends and I decided to go camping in the Cederberg. At the end of high-school, instead of heading to Plettenberg Bay, the age-old venue for school-leaving parties, we thought

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