Did you really mean to be here? Hmm. I’m not convinced. But not wishing to disappoint in case you tripped over this site by accident and stopped to read, here’s a taste of things to come.
Based on the premise that no-one reads the first blog the first day it’s up, I’m going to start very small, aim very high and not say very much. It would be a waste, wouldn’t it?
Socks. Wet socks to be specific. These humdrum items were very important in my life, in fact they were, without exaggeration, life changing.
Spoons. These are very useful weapons when facing burglars on a pineapple farm – if you’re deluded. I don’t mean cake-baking sized spoons, but large wooden spoons of the type often used to stir mealie-meal porridge or nshima in Africa. (Even so – deluded.)
Sunsets. Everyone loves a good sunset and Africa has a few. One a day in fact. They can be spectacular, depending on where you happen to be at the time. The one that’s heading rapidly through the pastel-pink-sugar-almond stage to the black grape phase on the banner is in the Luangwa valley, Zambia.
Stones. Here we get a bit technical. It’s where some people perk up and others glaze over. Archaeology. Cleavers, choppers, flakes, microliths, burins, cores…. And digging, blisters, camping, long-drop (and not so long drop) loos, tsetse flies, AK47s, lovelorn youth and so on.
There we have it, just some of the exciting topics you can look forward to in the coming days, months, years – or whenever I finally get around to sorting out the blog’s appearance to my satisfaction and begin to have a clue what I’m doing. Until then, if you’d like to read something I’ve written that is a bit more grabby from the start you can always tuck into ‘A Wake of Vultures’ which is available from the Cosi & Veyn website as a paperback and on Kindle as an ebook. Quarter of the profits go to the Liverpool University Africa Endowment Fund (see – it’s not just a cheap piece of blatant self-promotion!).
Oh – and did I say – this is a memoir so I can write in it whatever I want – a memory, a plan, an adventure – or total fiction. Yes, my blog, my rules! I can also delete your post if you are unpleasant. Trolls be warned, you’re wasting your time.
It’s also MINE, all mine. Don’t plagiarise me and if you quote me say so. Thanks.