When I was born Aunt Mattie gave me one look and said :Elton he is the spitting image of
Elton” “Elton? Elton who?” asked my father “Elton John of course”. You did not argue with Aunt
Mattie, not about Elton John. She met him in ’83 in Sun City and became an expert. Aunt Mattie was always there in good times and when it was not so good I would hear Aunt Matti say “Don’t
worry Elton, life is strange but lekker! No matter what happens Elton, the sun will always go
down in exactly the same way and tomorrow it will rise.”