When I started  PG Tops Travel & Tours , I was just another hopeful entrepreneur with a laptop, a minivan, and a mountain of enthusiasm. What I didn’t have was trust. In travel, as in life, trust is the ultimate currency, and it’s not granted easily. It took years of small wins, awkward partnerships, and slow-building credibility before the industry started to see us not as the new kid with a glossy brochure, but as a reliable partner. Once that happened, once the alliances w

I’ve been playing golf since I was 14 years old. That’s 37 years of walking fairways, losing balls, and chasing that one pure strike that makes the whole maddening sport worth it. Over the years, I’ve had flashes of brilliance: a single-digit handicap in school, a few under-par rounds, and one glorious hole-in-one at the Seekers Pro-Am. But mostly? It’s a messy business. Inconsistent, infuriating, and as honest a mirror as life will ever hand you. Fluffed chips, hooked irons,

Last weekend, I went to Oktoberfest with Caroline. Only, it was a local beerfest version. And although there was beer and pork product, it felt off. Caroline and I concurred - it was the bands. They were just not… cheesy enough? On the way to the beach afterwards with the kids, we decided to save our musical day, and I tracked down an Après Ski playlist on Spotify. I was taken aback when half the songs on it were from a kids’ movie I had just watched with the boys the night b

Who gets married at 3pm on a Saturday when the Springboks need to win the Rugby Championship at the same time? My wife’s childhood best...

He was the first guy in the Ryder Cup team whose name my wife could remember. It was because of word association, mixing in a beloved...

The images have, through Netflix and social media, been seen around the world. Keegan Bradley accepting a gut-wrenching call from Zach...

“I knew I had to do something.” I grew up in a small town with a charismatically popular father, a former beauty queen mother and a...

He’s in your head… in your head… Rory… Rory… Rory-y-y… Look, in South Africa, we have our own version of this old Cranberries classic,...

For every Scottie Scheffler, there are a thousand Shane Lowrys. Men who do well but don’t grab the attention or headlines. Except for...

Tomorrow, the Ryder Cup begins at Bethpage Black. By the time you read this, I’ll be in New York, sharing lunch with an old friend, an...

Oh, so good. So, so good. After years and years of early Saturday mornings to watch predictable hammerings or last-minute heartbreak at...

Six years ago, I rehired Yolanda as my assistant. It felt indulgent: surely I could manage my own inbox and calendar? But the truth was,...

The year was 1998, and I was with my dad in Wellington when Pieter “Slaptjips” Rossouw took a short pass from Henry Honnibal to score...

Last weekend we went as a family to watch the Springboks take on the Wallabies at DHL Stadium. We have some new traditions: the MyCiti...

I’m a classic Enneagram Type Seven, “The Enthusiastic Visionary.” I’ve got a lust for adventure, for new experiences, for filling my...

I landed in East London yesterday, enjoying the familiar coastal warmth at sea level. It was a welcome escape from wintry Cape Town,...

I don’t really watch women’s tennis. Bandwidth is low for spending time on sports entertainment, so I focus on rugby (two teams in...

Underpromise and overdeliver. It was the first business lesson my dad taught me, and it’s served him well in building a significant...

I’ve just come off a full week of training with the Entrepreneurs’ Organisation in Johannesburg and Durban, diving deep into the...

This July, we headed back to epic Wild Coast family resort Umngazi. The same winding drive to the Wild Coast, the same cows in the road,...