10 September 2023 – 00:00
If you get into trouble in Spain — big trouble, global shit hitting your fan trouble, tear your hair out kind of trouble (if you have any left) — one person will always stand in your corner. Your mother. Your mammacita. Your maternal rock. She will stand by you and your indiscretions, she will declare your innocence, she will tell anyone who’ll listen that you would not hurt a fly and, if all else fails, she’ll switch up a gear and go into full self-sacrificial mode. She will lock herself into a church and go on hunger strike until the injustice against her son, her hijo, is brought to a grinding halt…
I don’t know where I’ve been lately but I suddenly realised that the Rolex gang operates across state borders — it’s a global racket not just a plague on the time keeping aficionados of Joburg’s well-heeled suburbs, writes Aspasia Karras