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Monthly Archives: September 2013
House of Ants
When your Land Rover is in bits with the local back-yard mechanic in Inhaminga, Mozambique after a head-on collision with a fully loaded timber truck, your illegal pistol is in the hands of the police and the timber company blames … Continue reading
Head On
A few weeks later, Jack, my friend and foreman, Shakwe, my dog, and I were travelling one of the tracks in the area east of Inhaminga on a Saturday morning. It was sandy and narrow, winding through thick semi-deciduous Millettia … Continue reading
Posted in Backgrounds, Exploring Africa, Shaping a writer, Writing novels
Tagged head-on collision, Inhaminga, Mozambique
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Helicopter Recce
Frank Merryweather, my foreman, Jack, and I, based ourselves in Marromeu, the village on the south bank of the Zambezi, near its delta to the Indian Ocean. It was the hub of the surrounding Sena Sugar Estate, which lay in … Continue reading
Posted in Backgrounds, Exploring Africa, Shaping a writer, Writing novels
Tagged Bell Jetranger, Frank Merryweather, Marromeu, Sena Sugar Estate
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