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was too much for him and he flew off down Windsor Road to phone the police (not Tommy

Carse). I left the garage and went to Peter Goles’ house and we watched the police searching
for the robber. We walked down after this and heard his tale of woe. His story was bigger -

the robber had a gun and was a huge and menacing-looking man.

A bit higher up Mrs Goles had built a boarding house named ‘Arcadia’ and the building is

still there and has the same name today.

Then there was the SL Bazaars story. We were all out of school and most of us working.

Looking at the sign, SL Bazaars, on the front facade of the shop an idea was born. A large red

F was painted on newspaper and I was elected to climb up on the roof and paste the F over
the S. To our small minds this was a great joke and it stayed there for about three days before

someone noticed it.

The Olympia Theatre was our only entertainment in those days and things were done in style.

The Olympia had a doorman with a very smart uniform and cap, both with braid etc. Our man

was Reecie Jones, about 35 years of age and very serious about his occupation. In his spare
time he played the soup spoons and always wanted to know where our next music job would

be so he could come along and join the band. The band consisted of Roley Hunt on piano,

myself on drums, Natie Burger and Adrian Harding both on saxophone. The name of the
band was the Glow Worms and believe it or not we were quite good. We got a lot of work

maybe because were cheaper than the others. A method of advertising our band was to play

on the stage of the Theatre or theatres in our area during interval. One night at the Olympia
Roley Hunt’s chair was on the edge of the stage and the audience was more interested in

watching for Roley to leave the stage in reverse than in listening to the music. But Roley

survived and did not fall.

Windsor Road produced two Springboks who were born here and a third taught here: Doug
Hopwood (rugby) grew up in Windsor Flats, Kaiser Cyril Hammond (badminton) in

Duignam Road, and the late Jack Cheetham (SA Cricket Captain) learnt to play cricket in

Windsor Road. I managed to trace his sister, Mrs Henkel, now 81 years old, and she
confirmed this. The Cheethams came to Kalk Bay each year on holiday and stayed with their

aunt, a Mrs Kent, who owned the cafe on the beach. This was in the period 1930 - 35.