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A boy kicks a football in the red, barren dust. A cloud of burned, breathless […]
When it comes to colour in South Africa, perhaps there’s no better place to start […]
Dust in red still stains my shoes And drumbeats soothe my sleepless senses I am […]
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On The Road… Apartheid Memorial in Liliesleaf, where Mandela once lived & was betrayed Zoom…These […]
On The Road… The rules of Apartheid: now decorating the inside of a toilet bowl […]
On The Road… Where Mandela gave his first main speech as a free man. Zoom…These […]
Why South Africa is called the Rainbow Nation I’m in South Africa right now and […]
Cairo I knew that change was coming; I never dreamed it would be this bad. […]
This photo shows an ancient Egyptian monument in front of the burnt-out remains of the […]
Aswan For over two thousand years people have stood where I’m standing now. And yet […]
When I close my eyes, I see two sides of Egypt. No, wait a moment, […]
The problem, if you happened to be a slave owner, was that slaves just kept on dying. It was bad for business. Arguably, this also caused problems if you happened to be a slave, but…
Sometimes I dream that I am falling. Apparently, everyone does. But more often than that…
It’s an inauspicious start. No map. No SatNav. No cash – my very last dihram cleared out by the unexpected fuel charge.
No internet access to check the route. No signal on my iPhone. Just a pen, a scrap of paper and a hastily scribbled map, uneven streaks of biro connecting Moroccan towns that appeared on a picture in the hotel lobby.
The sand I’m standing on is soft and bleached, the type that squeaks beneath your soles if you walk too fast.
So much of Morocco reminds me of Andalucia. The heat, the orange-red earth, the metal lanterns, intricate tiles…
Both, too, wear a mixture of myth and mystery…
I found this beautiful image in the well-trodden yet overlooked town of Maun in Botswana, southern Africa. The town sits at the edge of the Okavango Delta and pilots, tourists and enterprising locals buzz around the small airstrip, restless to leave Maun behind and to let nautre brandish the blues and greens of the Delta beneath them.
I’m never quite sure what to say when Easter swings around. It sashays onto the calendar in many parts of the world, yet it’s interpreted in so many different ways. As a time for sorrow, prayer and then jubilation. As a time for eating a lot of chocolate and trying not to cheat when playing hunt-the-eggs…
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