Ah, Johannesburg. Unlovely, sometimes almost unlovable, and yet still much-loved Joburg.

Johannesburg in October, months after the arrival of the jasmine flowers promising a spring to come; Joburg, weeks after the winds that are supposed to blow winter away. Jozi, beset with jacaranda blossoms, teased by thunder and clouds gathering and then disappearing in the hot, heavy air. Johannesburg, dry as a bone, waiting for rain.

BL Premium

This article is reserved for our subscribers.

A subscription helps you enjoy the best of our business content every day along with benefits such as exclusive Financial Times articles, Morningstar financial data, and digital access to the Sunday Times and Times Select.

Already subscribed? Simply sign in below.



Questions or problems? Email helpdesk@businesslive.co.za or call 0860 52 52 00.