Publishing, art and war
No one said publishing wasn’t a frustrating business to be in. The last month saw the first print run of Evie’s War sold out. That should...
Love rocks
​ Swanning. No other word for it. Ten days in Hawaii – sun, sand, surf, Maui mountain rain and volcanic rock in all permutations. I’ve...
Released to the wild
Late July heralded Evie's official arrival into the world (though she'd been with me far longer!). The launch, held in the beautiful...
Evie on the brink
​ Launching a new book is an exciting thing, a beginning but also an ending. It marks the moment when the job is truly complete, and...
All in the paperwork
Africa excels at bureaucracy. No doubt the knack was acquired during the colonial past, but the locals have gone on to develop a...
African air
Flying in Africa is a heady mix. I’m not much of an aviator, airsickness having too often prevailed, but sweeping low along the dry bed...
Automatic rifles and welcomes
One of the smallest and poorest countries in Africa, landlocked Malawi’s 17million people are largely subsistence farmers. Natural...
Evie on the loose
Evie is 18 and eager to tell you her story. Astonishing to think she was born in both 1897 and 2011 (when I first began thinking about...
More writing on the wall
Bulawayo feels like a city in reversion, subsistence poverty overlaid with lush decay. Once grand houses stand empty, crumbling as...
The writing on the (African) wall
You can learn a lot about a place by reading the local signage. Yesterday a restaurant advised that ‘Firearms and or dangerous weapons...
