Reunion with Africa (on holiday) - Part 2/2
I’d forgotten about the noise of Africa. People shout; car exhausts roar - it’s a hubbub of busy-ness. Whether strolling the beaches, walkin
Reunion with Africa (on holiday) - Part 1/2
The dried-sweat smell of much handled tacky dollar notes is a familiar scent, and ironically stirred up some weirdly comforting memories. As
Seeing My Family Story in Print (Part 4 of 4)
I chose to get the manuscript professionally edited despite having lived and breathed my book for four years and being certain it had been a