Would you Adam and Eve it?17 Jul 2020 20:00
So I'm wandering down to the greasy banana leaf to get a full South African to soak up the previous nights Amarula excesses, like you do. I pick up a Johannesburg Metro on the way, like you do. Stone the crows who’s sat in the corner with a large Amarasi doing the same thing?
It’s only Ramphs! Hey Cyril, you look like I feel mate! He looked pleased to see me. I could tell by the way he sobbed and tried to cover his face with his hand. Hands like shovels he has. I’ve told him on more than one occasion he should have played in goal for the Kaiser Chiefs. Does he listen? Does he b*ggery. He usually mumbles something about the greater good and guiding his country into the light.
They could do with new floodlights at the FNB stadium in fairness but who am I to comment? As you know I am not one to say anything controversial or offensive to anybody.
So when you going to stop p*ssing about and sort out the country’s electricity supply and economy by utilising the country’s massive natural resources and leading the world in mining battery storage metals and technology procurement then Cyril?
He went a bit quiet. You know what he’s like. Here, I shouted over to Kungawo, two more teas. 7 sugars.
Numpty, he said. Always uses the formal version of my name does Ramphs. Never Calls me prick like most people. I am trying but, well, you know there is Gwede. He doesn’t exactly help.
Let me stop you there Cyril. You’re doing a grand job in the circumstances. You can’t stop a few hundred years of intrinsic graft and corruption over night. You are doing good mate.
First smile I got out of him that morning. Thank you Numpty. We need to stop the traditions introduced by the British. Well I would have had something to say about that but then there was a tapping on the window. Tap tap tap tap. I know what you’re thinking but you’re wrong. It wasn’t Greta Garbo. She' been dead for 30 years for Fortune’s sake.
It was Fortune Mojapelo. Dressed up to the nines clutching a spiderman lunch box. Cyril waved him in. Kungawo shouted across, you cannot eat your own food in here. Fair enough innit. Bring me some Biltong and a tea. 5 sugars, Fortune sat down with a sigh.
What’s going on Mr Mojapelo? You have the largest natural resource of Vanadium being mined in the world with the highest grade and lowest production costs and a deficit is round the corner with steel strengthening alone. VRFB's are quickly becoming recognised as the superior technology for stationary grid scale energy storage. You’re building an electrolyte plant, have interests in a number of OEM's plus a lot of other stuff I’m getting too pi**ed to bother mentioning and the SP is in the toilet?
He looked at me a while and a smile slowly came across his face.
Numpty, do you play dominoes?