Tag Archives: water
My top tip. And how it leads to Mostar
‘Hiya babe, you all right?’ Ooh, love that man! Big grin, hard hat, hi-vis jacket – and he’s calling me babe. (I know, I should be offended. Just cut me some slack here would you? I can’t always be right-on … Continue reading
On soap, water and being worth it
We’re bumping along a track through scrubby woodland in a because-we-need-it four-by-four. It’s the end of a dehydrating day spent working in a haze of heat and orange dust. Digging, sieving, scraping. Tstetse flies biting through clothing, sweat bees dipping … Continue reading
Doo doo doo doo doodloo doo doo. . . [Thinking, just thinking, in the rain…]
It’s a dramatic change, day for night. It happens so slowly, but somehow you always miss that critical point where light becomes dark. One minute the sun’s merely coy, hiding behind the dove grey clouds, the next minute – pfffft … Continue reading
MEMOIRS OF A HUSK 