When I was very little my parents took my sister and I there for a picnic. We thought it would be fun to hide from them so we climbed into the boot of my dad's car.
It took my parents "ages" to find us. They were "nearly about to call the police you two were so well hidden!"
Over the years, whenever we've had special family birthdays and anniversaries we've always gone for lunch to the restaurant at Boschendal because the Sunday buffet is amazing.
I remember once pigging out on the oysters and brandy snaps.
When I turned 21 my dad opened a huge bottle of Boschendal Lanoy to celebrate.
The last time we were was last year, my sister back from San Francisco, me and my mum and dad.
Earlier today I was in the Sainsbury's near my house. A day when everything and everyone is a little depressed and gloomy.
And in the aisle towards the back of the shop I go to the rack marked "South African". There Kate Bush is on my iPod singing.
These moments given are a gift from time.
Just let us try to give these moments back
To those we love, to those who will survive
And because I'm a little odd, I just stand near the bottles and think about where they've made their way from.
On some days just I feel homesick, I don't know why. It's just because.