Amitié: Ben et Mamadou

Mamadou looks up from the green metal floor of the deck. ‘I was the only one there’, he says. ‘My mother went out for five minutes to buy some charcoal to cook with. She asked me to make nana breakfast. Whilst I was boiling the water, nana died. I found her, still and cold. I... Continue Reading →

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 →

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 →

From Kalokol to Eliye

On the beach at Kalokol, the sky is pregnant with a sense of foreboding. The breeze is becoming cooler. The mountains appear crafted from he dusty horizon. There are only fisherman and birds here. We drive back through the town. The only buildings not made of tin sheeting are the churches and mobile phone masts.... Continue Reading →

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