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Share The Warmth

BraaiBoy Old Brown Sherry

Just because it’s winter, doesn’t mean we need to braai any less… It just means we’ll be making bigger fires and standing a little closer.

I’ve also got some awesome news to share with all of you: With the help of Sedgwick’s Old Brown, I’m going to help all of us accomplish exactly that.

Sedgwicks Old Brown Since 1916

A couple of days ago the folks over at Sedgwick’s got in touch and asked me if I’d like a couple of bottles to share with my mates the next time I braaied… well duh, of course! So then I suggested they throw in a couple of prizes and we make it a REAL party… and this is where you come in.

On Thursday, 13th June I’m hosting an Old Brown party at Aandklas, and I’m inviting 30-40 of you guys over, all I ask in return is that you share your best campfire story with us for a YouTube video. Free booze, braaivleis and good times.

BraaiBoy Old Brown SherryHow do you get invited?

1) Find a buddy or 3 willing to join you on camera,
2) Contact me and give me the high-level run-down of your favourite campfire story.
There are no specific requirements, but stories of fluffy dying on your birthday are a bit of a buzz-kill, so please try to keep them happy (or at least funny).

Based on your stories, I’m going to pick +/- 10 teams to join us for the evening at Aandklas in Hatfield (Pretoria) where you will share those stories with us on camera.

I mentioned Prizes?

  • The 4 best videos (as determined by a random set of selection criteria) will be selected on 18th June.
  • Voting will be opened to everyone and the video with the most likes and comments on 21 June @ 12h00 wins R750 cash + R750 product hamper.
  • The video that comes in second wins a R500 product hamper.

Can’t get to Aandklas on Thursday?

No problem… You can create your own video and upload it to YouTube (or Dropbox etc. it to me and I’ll put it onto my channel) before 18th June and still be eligible for the prizes.


Sound like fun? Of course it does – so what are you waiting for? Get in touch and let’s Share The Warmth with Sedgwick’s Old Brown.

BTW: You can connect with Sedgwick’s Old Brown on facebook, and don’t forget: you can connect with me on facebook and twitter as well, or leave a message in the comments section below – Would love to hear from you guys.

Update: Sedgwick’s Old Brown is also giving away 100 bottles to deserving fans. Simply go share your favourite memory with them to enter and Warm up for 2013.
Update 18th: We’ve been going through the footage from the other night’s party at Aandklas, and while making for some very entertaining viewing, the editing process is proving a little more challenging. As a result, we’ll be foregoing the “top 4” process, and all the videos (that we manage to salvage from all the footage) will be uploaded. The voting will open as soon as a video is uploaded and the 2 videos with the most views, likes and comments on 21 June will still be declared the winners.

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A brush with death – and my desire to take someone with me

WARNING: Although the pics in this post really aren’t all that graphic, they might offend you if you’re a bit of a wuss.

How did I almost kill myself braaing and why am I so angry?

Technically it wasn’t the braai’s fault… the fault should rest squarely on the shoulders of the shooters that were flowing (even though I still maintain ‘I wasn’t all that drunk‘ when the incident occured). And who do I wish to send to hell? Well, that would be the staff at St. Vincent’s hospital in Warmbaths.

But let me take a step or two back here first:
It was a mate’s 30th birthday and we decided to make a weekend of it. Another mate owns a small farm near Warmbaths, and so we decided to have it there. The plan was to watch the Bulls thump the Sharks in the currie-cup semis, have a braai, party the night away and wake up the next morning (with maybe a mild hangover) and then head on home. That was the plan.

It started going pear-shaped shortly after 14h30, and by the end of the game the Sharks were through to the finals and the Bulls weren’t. If you know a Bulls supporter, you’ll know that we don’t enjoy losing (we just aren’t that accustomed to it :-)). Anyway, we still had a braai and some partying with which to console ourselves. We tended the fires and the beers kept flowing and sometime during the course of the evening the potjies were done and those that hadn’t forgotten they needed solids along with the liquids were treated to some chow. The fact that the 1 pot seemed to consist entirely out of potatoes didn’t seem to bug too many people.

Then at about the 01h00 in the morning things went pear-shaped. A photographer friend had the idea that some of us should get onto a couch and she’ll take an action shot as we jumped off. It sounded like a great idea. But, as I was about to get onto the couch, I either tripped, was pushed or the couch moved on its own. Either way, I ended over the top of the couch and falling through a window on the other side.

The useless staff at St. Vincent’s

Brush with Death
Murder on the dance floor

At first I was convinced that the damage wasn’t too bad, I just needed to rinse off and we could carry on. Fortunately the girls at the party had a bit more sense than that and decided I needed to get to the emergency room (even if it was just for them to put on a band-aid). Now we were about a 1/2hr oustide of Warmbaths and nobody had an idea were he hospital was, but 3 or 4 stops for directions we finally made it to St. Vincent’s where the miserable head-nurse clearly hated her life and her job and was doing her best to chase us away. To cut a long, boring story short: The nurse finally called the doctor on duty and he did his best Dr. Frankenstein impression on me and sent me on my merry way without a prescription for any painkillers.

Getting fixed up properly

Brush With Death - Arm Cut
I need some stitches

The next day, things didn’t quite feel 100%, so I popped in to PTA East hospital and a buddy there said he thought we should take another look. To cut another long story short: When they opened me up again I had 1 less tendon where there should be one and had nicked off some nerves to boot. But the doctors here cared enough and they managed to fix me up properly. So thanks to the fantastic doctors and staff at PTA East!

The good news is that I only had to spend the 1 night in hospital (and therefore didn’t have to miss any braai days and my quest still continues uninterrupted). I also spent 6 weeks learning to braai with my left hand and my wife got to clean the grill for me every day for all that time my arm was strapped up. The bad news is that because of the awesome job done the second time round, the scarring is going to be minimal – I’ve heard that chicks dig scars :-).