Work

After working all night giving out more meds and blankets than really saving any lives I find cigarettes and co amoxiclav in the A&E toilets where the addicts have been shooting up moments after we attempt to fix them. My septic man who thinks he's in Iran is right about life when he pulls out... Continue Reading →

Rural life

The car winds around barely visible tracks in the dry sand. We lose sight of the final buildings prior to the lagoon, tracing out a route between palm trees, sand and sea. After some searching, we come to a fence-line and a rusty, ajar gate. My friend has already disappeared beyond it into the trees... Continue Reading →

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 →

Bobby, Disability, and the Housing Crisis

This is a post about disability and the housing crisis, and it intersects with LGBT rights. I know there's an election coming up. And I know the personal is political etc. But this is personal. So I'm going to talk about Bobby and not the political landscape that constrains him. I remember meeting Bobby in... Continue Reading →

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