It’s Christmas 1997, I’m hitching a lift in the back of a truck, up the steep sides of Mt Elgon. My first day in Uganda and I’m wrapped like a mummy up to the eyeballs, the thin red dust filters through every pore- I imagine as I blink, tiny pockets of it are storing themselves […]


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She woke humming a tune, it must have been blues for there were tears in her eyes and few things moved her to tears like the songs her mother used to sing without category. No. It wasn’t quite soul, for how could she truthfully sing soul, when her own had escaped long ago. “What a […]


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