Good golly and gosh!
I can remember when Bop Air used to run a schedule to the Republic of Bophutatswana, a land that was, as it were, in an altogether different continent subsisting within a sub continent and yet within in its own right. It was a marvellous and magical land, full of palm trees, sultry ladies and the remnants of Bloemfontein society masquerading as storm troopers in khaki shorts and old Mercedes Benzes.