As you know boxes are my business.
I love wood. Its texture, shape, grain and smell.
On Monday, I was at Silverton Houthandelaars collecting some cedar wood planks. If you’ve ever visited a timber supplier you’ll understand my fascination. This huge warehouse is filled with wood, from Pink Beech to Rhodesian teak to white oak. Mist fans cool the stifling warehouse, high-powered saws whine as they slice into timber and aromatic wood peppers the air.
The long drive home from Pretoria to Johannesburg in the traffic was less arduous than usual. David Gray belted out Feels like lightning running through my veins. The pungent fragrance of cedar permeated the Prado as I munched on nougat (my replacement solution for Marlboros).