I can clearly remember my Drasa Avenue School days, and the homes we lived in on Kadavu Street, Valima Hill and Tagimoucia Street – stretching from one end of town to the other.
I also remember the great abundance and sweet smells of sugar cane and mangoes, and the sound of the regular sirens to signal the change of shift at the then CSR mill. I remember tasting “burnt” sugar for the first time many years ago and taking early morning rides to Saweni on the Free Train.