My street braai goes full 'sokkie'

When I moved into a new neighbourhood, I thought hosting a casual street braai would be the perfect way to meet the neighbours.

- SONJA BROWN

When I moved into a new neighbourhood, I thought hosting a casual street braai would be the perfect way to meet the neighbours. You know – friendly chats over boerewors. Easy. Civilised. Delightful.

I sent out cheerful WhatsApps and printed a flyer with little flames and smiley emojis. "Street Braai! Saturday at 3! Bring your own meat, drinks, chairs and smiles!"

I even invited grumpy old Mr van der Merwe from number 14, despite the fact that he once yelled at me because my wheelie bin "looked lazy".

At 2.45pm, the first guest arrived – fashionably early, of course. It was Susan from across the street.