The Gambian border post at Amdallai looks the same as back in 2006. I do not have my belongings searched and am not told lies about carrying illegal materials (such as a radio) as I was back then. There is much less corruption. I walk past the detention cage to the interview room where the... Continue Reading →
I last had breakfast in The Gambia thirteen years ago. I don't remember what the breakfast tasted like, but I do remember feeling both amused and nauseous. Yahya Jammeh, then president, was making a televised appearance. He directly addressed 'all homosexuals' in The Gambia, kindly offering them forty-eight hours to leave the country. At the... Continue Reading →
'AIDS IS WHAT YOU DO NOT WHO YOU ARE' 'Dear Government, our families need closure, when will you start searching for us?'
Fortunately NHS England does not represent the NHS as a whole. Prevention using PrEP is cheaper than treating HIV. So NHS England's argument is null and void on its own terms. Even were the argument sound, moral panic does not undermine prevention of other diseases, so there is no justice in it doing so here.... Continue Reading →
'Bring the flavour to the fish, Bring the flavour to the rice ... Number one spice' Queen of Katwe's soundtrack to Kampala, Uganda's vibrant capital, is a homily to the flavour-giving qualities of Lake Victoria salt. But the word 'spice' has a wholly different meaning in Northern British cities. This kind of spice adds flavour... Continue Reading →