Category Archives: Humanitarian

Crisis

I could not resist sending you this link: Calais It will take you to a real life account of the refugee crisis in Calais. Maybe, just maybe, it will reach out to you too.  

Crisis

I could not resist sending you this link: Calais It will take you to a real life account of the refugee crisis in Calais. Maybe, just maybe, it will reach out to you too.  

First snow

January 16th, and we’ve finally had our first snow. Mostly we should all rejoice that winter is here and global warming hasn’t completely taken over.  Except I can’t help curl up inside at the thought of having to go out

First snow

January 16th, and we’ve finally had our first snow. Mostly we should all rejoice that winter is here and global warming hasn’t completely taken over.  Except I can’t help curl up inside at the thought of having to go out

Shadows of My Past

Sunday 27th September 2015 I am enjoying this little moment of silence today.  Nothing drives me, nothing demands my time.  I am me and that is enough. Things are starting to fall into place.  A little trip home last weekend

Shadows of My Past

Sunday 27th September 2015 I am enjoying this little moment of silence today.  Nothing drives me, nothing demands my time.  I am me and that is enough. Things are starting to fall into place.  A little trip home last weekend

Quake

Every once in a while, something happens in life to make you realise why you exist.  The Nepal earthquake has shaken me up.  I am scared to read the news or see the pictures.  It is mad to think that

Quake

Every once in a while, something happens in life to make you realise why you exist.  The Nepal earthquake has shaken me up.  I am scared to read the news or see the pictures.  It is mad to think that

My Grandmother’s Words

My grandmother used to always say, ‘Don’t go eating here and there before you travel’.  In fact, she used to stand on the veranda stamping her feet and tell me the devil would curse me to highlight her annoyance.  (She

My Grandmother’s Words

My grandmother used to always say, ‘Don’t go eating here and there before you travel’.  In fact, she used to stand on the veranda stamping her feet and tell me the devil would curse me to highlight her annoyance.  (She