When Ian Grindrod and I met all those many years ago, it was an almost instant meeting of the minds, and we had endless discussions about books, philosophy, politics, world affairs; in fact, just about anything because Ian knew something about everything.
Then, now almost three years ago, came this totally unexpected and oh so sad message, "Hello Padma and Peter. We lost Ian last night at 8 pm. I have been nursing him at home and he died at home here with me. Please no phone calls for now. I know you will be thinking of us" - click here.
What a sudden and sad end to a lifetime of toil during which he built and maintained, single-mindedly and single-handedly, the magnificent 100-acre property "Sproxtons" which is now to be auctioned off - click here.
The fall of the hammer on Saturday, the 7th of December, may be your last hurrah, Ian, but I will always remember you as I walk Old Nelligen Road. It was a pleasure and a privilege to have known you as a friend.
