Dear Manchester Suicide Bomber

Dear Manchester Suicide Bomber,   While the names of the dead aren't familiar, the places they're from are.   All the schools they went to and other places in North Cheshire and South Manchester where I spent most of my own childhood.   These are not places where people talk politics - well, they probably... Continue Reading →

Manchester bombing

This is a copy of my Facebook post tonight. I'd love to write about this in more nuanced detail, but between 12-hour student nurse shifts and my final assignments to qualify as a nurse, I'm a little short of time: Much as our political process had a role to play in the rise of the... Continue Reading →

Lodwar

I arrive at Nairobi and pass through security three times (everywhere else it has been a mere twice). Nonetheless, I'm at the departure gate within half-an-hour of my arrival at the airport. It's much bigger than I remember, and completely unrecognisable: it burnt down and has since been rebuilt. I don't know a great deal... Continue Reading →

And so it begins

And so it begins. It didn't feel real today when handing in university work, seeing mates, driving across the Peaks, and then having dinner with Mum. But now I'm a mixture of very excited and a little petrified at the prospect of a month alone in Kenya, Uganda and Rwanda. Perhaps my tiredness is speaking... Continue Reading →

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