Cap Skirring

We descend the rang-rang [dust road] surrounded by dense vegetation. Eventually it swings around and Issa and I catch our first glimpse of sand. From here to Venezuela there is only sea. We emerge onto a vast beach. Atlantic waves crash powerfully onto the distant shoreline. We walk towards Guinea-Bissau, taking care to avoid rabid... Continue Reading →

Filming, Street Children, Development and Religion (but no lunch) all in my first day back in Senegal after five years.

We're outside a 'daara', or koranic school for street children (talibes). There's a film crew from Lebanon, a drone pilot from Ghana (for aerial shots) and a TV news reporter from New York. They are documenting the experience of the talibes, and so they've asked Issa to take them to an 'especially terrible' daara -... Continue Reading →

Circular Structure

I first came across circular structure back at school. The teacher was a certain Miss Murphy - a Scouse dyslexic with a first class degree from Oxford who was always passionate and encouraging. I was a little in awe of her. If I remember rightly the text, from an exam anthology, was called The Train... Continue Reading →

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