And now… tax on tax

The first email arrived so quietly in my inbox that I overlooked it. (Okay, if you saw the state of my inbox, this is hardly an anomaly.) But the second one, a week later, with subtle reproach because we had not voted yet, I spotted, fortunately. By chance.

Alarm bells started to sound.

Here is the deal: the suburb in Hermanus, where our apartment is located, falls within the borders of the “special rating area”, or SRA, that we now have to establish by marking our crosses in agreement.

Perhaps just a few things for the sake of background: If Hermanus were a man, then this would have been, bought an erf in Sandbaai more than 70 years ago and, with the help of members of his congregation, built himself a two-roomed cottage on one side of the property. The idea was that the “main house” would be built in the centre of the erf later on, and that the cottage would then become the garage.