Years ago, in an article by Dale Hayes in Compleat Golfer, he mentioned that Joops Place was a favourite before leaving Durban. Tonight, following my GPS to a darker side of town, telling me to avoid Joop, I persisted, phoned, re-entered a different address., and arrived there before 8..But, as I say, I did not listen. BTW, over the years I took numerous colleagues and family there. After arriving, and a beer, my R155 BURNT Entrecote steak arrived. Doing the proper thing, I referred it to the Chief chef, via our nice waiter. Cchef being the said mr joop of course. He promptly re-directed it to me, declaring"steak always burnt, always fit for consumption". That is really my story, how to get rid of a average bussiness man's money. Be arrogant, like a Dutchmen, treat him the EU way, I.e. MERDE. Go back to the West... Cheers Joop
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