Through the ʼ50s and ʼ60s, my dad, Ted Mould, used to run Grand Prix Motors, which was on Jan Smuts Ave, East London. The garage, as its name implies, was situated on part of the original Prince George Racetrack, on the hill above the newer 2.4-mile track at Shelley Beach.
The garage used to host cars/drivers during race meets. My dad grew up in Zimbabwe, so we usually had the 'Rhodesian' drivers, like John Love and Sam Tingle. These guys would be tinkering with their cars late into the night, but I remember Ian Fraser-Jones would arrive with his Porsche Spyder in a closed trailer, where it remained besides for the safety tests, then he'd cruise around to victory in his class. I believe Koos Swanepoel came to us one year, and my fondest memories were of him and Basil van Rooyen in their Lotus Cortinas, snapping at the heels of Bob Olthoff in his Ford Galaxie. We would be watching from Beacon Bend Hill, as my dad was a Moth (Memorable Order of Tin Hats), who had a food stall near the corner. My sister also used to be involved in the control tower, assisting in recording the laps completed by cars or bikes by writing the numbers on a roll of paper (like till slips) as they were called out by someone else. She also used to collect driver signatures, and had the likes of Jack Brabham and Stirling Moss in her collection.