When I was in primary school I had a best friend, whose real name was Genni, but who I called Oons. Other than bumping into each other once (in 30 years!) we lost all contact. But on a recent trip to Jo’burg I visited her and met her beautiful daughters, Tyra and Tina. Life has passed by so fast since those glory days of 1983, but nothing really seems to have changed somehow and I feel lucky to have been able to take these photos.