So many things are internalised during our childhood that we remain largely unaware of what drives us to start something, to keep trying or to give up, sometimes even before...Read More
My mother's nickname at school was Froggy because of her long legs. Now she's in her eighties but she still attends school reunions where former classmates call her Froggy....Read More
Friday night finds me in bed at 8pm. There are six weeks left in my teaching qualification and, after 10.5 months of reading, workshops and assignments interspersed with 15...Read More
We eat a quick breakfast outside on the deck at Kanga Camp overlooking Kanga Pan. At the end of the dry season in October, it's the only inland waterhole in Mana Pools National...Read More
