We had driven for more than 10 hours from Accra to the Mole National Game Park in Damongo, Ghana's largest wildlife refuge. Driver was exhausted, and I too was ready for a cold shower, and a much-needed

I went to the same estate agent with whom I had registered nine months earlier, in the hope that he might find me a place to live this time. Got to his office, where the old boy sat beaming across the

I remember in my early days of blogging on Steem, I used to be so concerned about formatting. The markup language used here isn't very broad, so it only has basic text formatting. Many people don't realise,

On the Road to Kumasi, Ghana, West Africa I thought I’d left out much too early this morning to catch the luxury coach to Kumasi. It was barely 6 AM when I left the house, and already it felt as if I’d

School Life in the second largest city in Britain--Birmingham. Image source The National Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Children (NSPCC) recently reported that kids as young as ten in England

I met Lorna Hamilton-Brown back in 2006-2007 when we were both part of Narrative Laboratory at De Montfort University (DMU), a project which explored the opportunities for writers and other creatives to

Image source “HIV! HIV! Go fuck yourself!” she said, and then I woke up. Or maybe it wasn’t like that at all. Maybe a working girl outside my door was actually cursing her punter, and I wasn’t dreaming.

A random act of kindness has been the hallmark of my life for as long as I can recall. Like the random act of kindness when I was six years old, and Miss Ivy plucked me from the streets of Kingston, fed

“I like to say hello to anyone I see who looks like me,” said the elderly man walking up to where I sat on my backpack outside the Lost Property Office at Tokyo Station. My travelling companion, Jonah,

“I like to say hello to anyone I see who looks like me,” said the elderly man walking up to where I sat on my backpack outside the Lost Property Office at Tokyo Station. My travelling companion, Jonah,

“I like to say hello to anyone I see who looks like me,” said the elderly man walking up to where I sat on my backpack outside the Lost Property Office at Tokyo Station. My travelling companion, Jonah,