Dear Investors, Who can believe it is already November 2018 and we are on the downhill run to yet another Christmas. Some uncharacteristic weather of late can forgive one for not fully contemplating how close we are to cooking that Christmas Turkey and munching away on seasonal desserts crammed full of raisins! As I sit

Dear Investors, I realise the scarcity of my newsletters this year has been on par with our expectations for rain, but with the highly active WhatsApp group – I ran the risk of a lot of duplication on occurrences. However, it is November and the investors are definitely due some written word from our piece

Dear Investors, Let’s hope Rudolf and his reindeer team have got their SPF 50+ ready for their journey to the Kingdom later in the month, because the mercury is rising and we are sparring with another hot summer! December 2016 – a blink of the eye, 3 double G & T’s and we will be

Dear Investors, Since my last newsletter in December 2015, I trust you have all had a festive break. It is hard to believe we are already a third of the way through 2016 as we anxiously await the possibilities of good rains to come September / October time. That being said, if we consider the

Dear Investors, Greetings from a dehydrated and parched Swaziland. Month 12 of 12, 2015 – where is the rain? Every week without water from above systematically rewrites the record books for the past half century on drought severity. We must be close to the worst drought in the past 50 years! That’s a long time

Dear Investors, Month 7 of 12, 2015 – and a solid wave of greetings from the Kingdom! So what to report since late February, some 5 moons ago? Brown earth, elusive grass, dusty days and spectacular sunsets are a couple of adjectives to throw into the mix as this drought tightens its grip on Northern

Dear Investors, Belated compliments to you all. 2015 is upon us. The Chinese Zodiac calls this the year of the sheep or more appropriately in Swaziland, the year of the goat! (True). The Mayan Calendar predicted a comet hitting Jupiter yesterday spelling doomsday and some hippie haven in New Mexico will be packing their tents