One of the saddest examples of Knysna’s degradation and small business closure was visiting the old Crabs Creek a few weeks ago. Sad not only because it’s synonymous with decay but because of memories of the good times i had there with beer, rib racks and friends. A sign, once absolutely charming, was made ominous by our present, economic reality that our politicians rarely dare to speak of or face: “A place so special even the tide visits us twice daily.” Instead of children, overgrown trees stretching towards weeds hung … Read the full article…