Beneath our radiant southern cross….mumble, mumble, mumble
Sitting here, on the West African coast, I’m dreaming of another coast, the coast of Australia. For an Aussie girl in a foreign land, it’s a an indulgent memory of […]
Sitting here, on the West African coast, I’m dreaming of another coast, the coast of Australia. For an Aussie girl in a foreign land, it’s a an indulgent memory of […]
We woke in the darkness before dawn and drove through the rarely quiet streets of Accra this morning to Christiansborg War Cemetery to attend an ANZAC day dawn service. Like […]
It’s a feast or a famine isn’t it? We lead a pretty quiet life most of the time, hell some weeks could be described as crushingly dull. But the last […]