the naming of Rhodes University great field
A Tribute to Ally Weakley
Rhodes University is set to honour one of its most distinguished alumni, Alastair ‘Ally’ Weakley, by renaming its iconic Great Field as ‘The Ally Weakley Great Field’. This tribute recognises Weakley’s exceptional contributions as a sportsman, educator, and advocate for justice and equality. The official naming ceremony is scheduled for 23 November 2024, as part of the university’s RU120 celebrations.
Ally Weakley
Biography Summary
Ally Weakley, born in Queenstown in 1950, graduated in 1974 with an Honours degree in African Languages, demonstrating his fluency in isiXhosa, which he later used to foster inclusivity and bridge cultural gaps. During his time at Rhodes University, he became a legendary figure both on and off the field, serving as the longest-ever captain of the Rhodes 1st XV rugby team during one of its golden eras. Ally was an outspoken advocate for non-racial sport during one of South Africa’s most turbulent periods, defying the Apartheid government and its policies. His role in promoting peace during the early 1990s, a time of great unrest in South Africa, further illustrates his commitment to building a more just society. He worked tirelessly with local peace committees to ensure that democracy would prevail in his beloved Eastern Cape.
Ally Weakley’s Legacy
Ally holds a special place in the hearts of many connected to Rhodes University. While Ally’s achievements in sports were exceptional, his contributions to social justice and anti-apartheid activism are what make him a true hero in the eyes of many. Ally played in mixed-race teams despite facing personal threats, including a notorious confrontation with Dr Danie Craven, who threatened to ban him from rugby. His courage was immortalised during the historic non-racial match between KWARU and SEDRU at the Dan Qeqe stadium in 1976, which was organised by Judge Lex Mpati.
A Life Committed to Justice
Beyond his sporting achievements, Ally devoted his life to advancing social justice, both as a lawyer and as a community activist. After qualifying as an attorney in 1984, he fought for the rights of the downtrodden and marginalised, using his legal expertise to challenge the apartheid system. He also spent considerable time coaching young people in local townships, ensuring that disadvantaged youth were given opportunities to develop their potential.
Ally’s role in promoting peace during the early 1990s, a time of great unrest in South Africa, further illustrates his commitment to building a more just society. He worked tirelessly with local peace committees to ensure that democracy would prevail in his beloved Eastern Cape. His efforts have been lauded by authors and historians, including Shaun Johnson and Justice Malala, for his role in fostering peace and equality in South Africa.
Related Downloadable Documents
Ally Weakley articles
- Ally Weakley 2018 by Steve Olivier over the years
- Hamba kahle, my teacher
- Sunday Tribune April 25 - 1993 Black and white sons of the Kei
- Ambush - brothers shot dead
- Weekend Argus April 24 and 25 - 1993 Are there enough of us to fill the shoes of this fisherman
- Grocotts April 20 - 1993 Alister Weakley - A tribute.pdf
- April 4 - 1993 Murdered man a great defender of liberalism
- Ambush survivor tells of Transkei slaying
- 25 year prison sentence for killers of Weakleys
- DRUM December 1976 - Cheeky shows us the South Africa of the Future(WE HOPE)
- May 15 - 1975 Rhodes crush tiring Swifts with fine tactical play
- August 23 - 1974 Weakley is QC product
- September 9 - 1972 A vital game for Rhodes against Old Selbornians
- Faculty of Law - Degree of Bachelor of Laws
- The Chiel Sinangwana
Messages from family and friends
Hear from Ally Weakley’s friends, family and everyone else whose life he has made an impact.
One thing that always stood out about Ally was his love of animals, and Mom and I always thought he would become a veterinarian. One of his favourite pastimes was going fishing with his dog at the Fish River Mouth, along the Wild Coast and up and down the length of the Eastern Cape coast.
There are many memories of him as a young lad, and one incident I remember well was when he went mountain climbing with his friend and they were chased by some baboons.
Fred and I had many chats with Ally well into the morning with regards to the politics, with which he was deeply involved in his belief in ending racial injustice.
In 1992, Fred and I were on holiday in SA, and we all spent a wonderful Christmas together at Ros and Len’s home - what a wonderful day that was. Then Fred and I went onto Grahamstown and spent New Year at the Holiday Cottage at Port Alfred. We have lovely memories of that time which was just before he was killed.
I do have many happy memories of Ally when he was a baby and I was known to be his “Little Mother”.
I am afraid I am not good and writing down memories of the past, however I can talk about it in persons to my close friends.
Looking forward to meeting you all.Joan Twentyman (Ally’s sister)
Ally was a man of integrity, a loyal son to his Dad and Mom, his siblings and also to his friends. He believed in justice for all and was greatly respected for that.
As a young boy he loved being on the farm and growing up, his best friend was “Stokie”, a Xhosa lad.
His constant companions were his dogs whom he loved dearly, most latterly Bonnie and Tyler, both black labradors. He also loved birds and as a youngster he had an aviary.
Early on he developed a deep love for fishing and this remained a constant for him throughout his life.
Ros
P.S. He loved his beers!Ros Stratford (Ally’s sister)
It is now more than 30 years since Ally began ‘hiding in our hearts’ as Roo, my youngest daughter said at his death. And he is still there, reappearing frequently to Tom, Lucy, Roo and I as familiar memories surface of the times we had together. We didn’t know him during his rugby playing and university days but years later as an active member of the anti-apartheid Democratic Party and an attorney committed to helping those less fortunate.
Ally loved nature and took us to the most beautiful places to enjoy it, particularly the Wild Coast where he and Tom fished and the girls and I explored the stunning beaches. Our shack at Fish River has left us with endless treasured and hilarious memories of Ally including the octopus that exploded from his pressure cooker, his harpooning a marauding monkey to the wall, sandboarding in the dunes, and long evenings spent chatting round his fires sharing potjies and braais in our little private woodland.
We made wonderful friends with the other shack owners and Ally supported our community with legal advice against an impending takeover of the land for a casino. We learnt so much from Ally through his knowledge of the natural world, his make do and mend attitude, fixing anything broken, building and restoring furniture, and even fearlessly chasing away the neighbour’s rottweiler with a cricket bat when it threatened our cat.
He introduced us to so many wonderful friends particularly the Meeks and the MacRoberts and their children with whom we had so much fun over the years. Ally shared his life with us for five years, being patient and kind to the children, never trying to replace their father but becoming their special friend. We will always love him and keep him in our hearts forever.Chloe Thomas
Today, twenty-five years ago, on 13 April 1993, my friend Alastair James Weakley and his brother Glenn were shot and killed at Sinangwana in what was labelled a politically motivated murder. I was meant to be on that fishing trip to the Transkei, but I pulled out the day before during our usual beer night at the Albany Club in Grahamstown's High Street. Today my thoughts turn to Chloe, Tom (who was in the bakkie at the time), Lucy and Roo.
There are so many good memories of times shared with Ally: playing rugby together, fishing at the shack at the Fish River mouth, similar trips up and down the coast and at the St Andrew’s shack at Klipbaai, frying elf fillets in his Allen Street house, long runs from Stone Crescent with his dog Tyler and my dog Murdoch (the dogs were also great friends!), running Comrades and Settlers marathons, League of Gentlemen Club Shows, our lunchtime training swims, rafting in the nature reserve, working for the (then) Democratic Party election team, listening to music on our road trips…
Ally was a man among men, tough, uncompromising, yet with a sharp wit and formidable intellect. Every bit and more a son of Africa, his empathy for the downtrodden and dispossessed was a defining feature of his character. Chloe, Mouse Watson and I scattered his ashes, as per Ally's wishes, on the grassy hill overlooking the beach at Sinangwana, where he was shot by cowards claiming to be avenging the death of Chris Hani, who like Ally had been born in Cofimvaba, about 200km from Sinangwana.
Ally leaves a legacy. He had no children, but my son Alastair is named after him, and Luke was born on 13 April, the date that Ally died. Ally would be smiling down on them, for his namesake is a rugby player with a swagger, seemingly scoring tries at will, while Luke is right in the Weakley mould, tackling anything that moves and willing to run through metaphorical brick walls.
Hamba kahle my friend, as you look down on us from where our shared faith surely took you. I miss you still, but your values will live on in me and my sons.Steve Olivier, 13 April 2018
Nearly 32 years after Ally died I feel like I still have very clear memories of him, and I feel his impact on my life and who I am is stronger than ever. Ally was a role model to me, and one of the strongest influences on my life besides my own parents. He was firm but kind, incredibly strong, frightening at times but always fair. He taught me a huge amount about self-discipline, taking responsibility and courage. He was so tough you just felt safe in his presence, like he would look after you no matter what. Some of my strongest memories of him are (unsurprisingly) associated with rugby and fishing.
Ally taught me how to fish and I loved it. Aged 8-11 I would jump in the bakkie with him and disappear up the beach for the whole day. He was patient with me, teaching me how to catch Blacktail and JBs in the gullies while he was further out. But he also taught me that I was responsible for looking after myself. If we were out all day it was up to me to keep myself busy. If I forgot a piece of tackle he would lend me his once, the next time I was on my own. And if I needed a shit then sand is easy to dig holes in – a bit of a surprise the first time for a young, privileged English kid who preferred porcelain. Sometimes he would take me out to the furthest end of the rocks where he was fishing, perched in some ridiculous spot chasing “cracker” or whatever. That often involved carrying me, with all my kit on his back, or even swimming with me on his back out to Bird Rock at Fish River. I was often properly frightened but always trusted that Ally would keep me safe – he was that kind of guy, inspirational and a bit of a hero. I was kak at rugby aged 10, having only started playing around then. I was tall, lanky and scared and played flyhalf. I think Ally watched me miss a tackle once (I probably missed several) and took it upon himself to teach me. He filled his old Army kitbag up with various rubbish from the garage, like a tackle bag, and made me run and hit it in the garden…again, and again, and again. We didn’t stop until he was satisfied that I was doing it right. Lesson learned – if you want to be good at something you have to work hard at it. Simple.
I’m 42 now. I have a lot of rugby and fishing behind me, and a 20-year career in the British Marines including a combat tour of Iraq and 3 in Afghanistan. My values have become central to who I am, and to getting me through those experiences. Resilience, self-discipline, teamwork – Ally played a huge role in instilling those in me. I think about him often, and I have done whenever things are tough. I have two sons now, my eldest is Joshua Alistair James O’Keeffe, and my youngest has his birthday on 13 April, the day Ally died – strange symmetry to how life work sometimes. I hope Ally would be proud, of me, and of how I’m raising my boys – his endorsement would mean a lot. It was a privilege to know him and I miss him always.Tom O’Keeffe
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The Great Field naming event schedule
Time slots for the naming event.
Nov ’24
Great Field naming ceremony
- 16h30
Nov ’24
Ally Weakley Dinner
The programme will be available soon.
- 18h00
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