
I took part in two events in the last week of the campaign, first a public meeting in the evening then a motorcade taking in the entire ward. The public debate was hosted by Zinto, a marketing and activations company I had many dealings with while running the Soweto Festival Expo, and we were hoping for a decent turnout of local residents but no such luck. Most of the 30 or so people there were DA and ANC activists, which made for a rowdy debate.
Our candidate was Bongani Nkomo, a polished and Wits-educated man in his mid-twenties who was the Constituency Operations Manager (COM) in the Sandton constituency for the past two years where he learned the ins and outs of the party machine. Up against him was Tebogo Sithanthu from the ANC and Thobekile Xaba from the IFP. Coincidentally the Soweto Festival Expo was again a connecting factor, Tebogo having appeared there in his role as a producer of gospel music which is one of the many hats this articulate and presentable candidate offered the electorate. He also had the advantages of living in the ward and a boasting a relatively high profile. I knew this had the makings of a tight contest.
Both Bongani and Tebogo did well in their speeches, Bongani coming across as modest but quietly accomplished while Tebogo was more political and controversial, raising the hackles of the DA activists, many of whom had recently defected from the ANC. It ended with a few of the ANC lot walking out after complaining the chairman was biased, which did not go down well with our chanting and high-spirited contingent.

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The best bit was driving through Alex, which is used to ANC motorcades and revving Harley Davidsons but perhaps not a blue-attired brigade of noisy DA supporters. Pedestrians and home owners looked quite startled at this sight, some showing their support with clenched fists, others turning their thumbs down and giving us rude scowls. The motorcade wrapped up in Klipfontein View but I had to leave early, returning to duty only on election day.
I was posted to the Greenstone Hills voting station, a tent set up on a busy intersection next to a dusty building site. Alongside is a large newly built townhouse development which I was assured would significantly bolster our support as it had attracted many upwardly mobile DA voters as new residents. A DA table and gazebo was set up some distance from the tent with lots of balloons, bunting and posters, well manned by election manager Martin Louw and a team of councillors and activists. Mike Moriarty again made an appearance as did Patrick Atkinson who only stayed a short time as he was shaking off the flu. My COM, Nomzekelo Mohahaa and some of my Soweto activists swelled the numbers.

When I got there around 5 pm less than 400 votes had been cast and our target was to top the 800 mark, but the busy period was still to come so we were hopeful. And come they did, at one stage there was a queue of around 20 voters lined up outside the tent. By 8 pm it was clear we were easily going to hit the target and at 9 the entrance to the tent was closed, with me and Cllr David Lucas inside as the DA agents.
I had to curtail a scheduled call from Stedman Graham in Chicago after only a few minutes, the presiding officer firmly telling me to switch off my phone. As always, the count takes much longer than you expect with a very laborious procedure being followed to ensure accuracy and fairness. 884 votes were cast, and as they were being sorted into parties it was clear we had swept the board, ending with 838 to the ANC's 44 and 2 ballots without the IEC stamp which could not be counted.

It was a very windy route and in the dark - it must have been around 11:30 by now - it was hard to keep up, when suddenly just as we drove past Zinto's offices Bongani in front of me screeched to a halt and leapt of his car, fists pumping the air. "We've won, we've won" came his screams, whereupon all the other cars stopped and we rushed towards him to congratulate the newly elected councillor. The celebrations were infectious, and Bongani looked so proud, being hoisted skywards by Reggie and Given who had big smiles on their faces. Buccleuch, perhaps surprisingly, was overwhelmingly DA and we increased our majority by about 300 votes, up from 51% in 2011 to over 55%.

It was time for me to duck, so I drove home feeling swelled by a good victory and the sense we had a new man installed, filled with enthusiasm for the party and all it stands for.
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