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Errant lawnmowers with fangs

The evening sounds of the Okavango Delta permeated the canvas of my luxury safari-style tent. Baboons barked in the trees above before thudding onto the tent struts, crickets chattered insistently, and go-away-birds called out true to their name. After a while, all creatures were drowned out by a rhythmic, ripping noise that demanded attention. Perhaps […]

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Photostory #10

 Taj Mahal, Agra, India. This photo symbolises my hope that we will soon return to gazing upon wonders and embracing each other across the artificial divides of household or culture. And that even in tragedy we may find inspiration, like Mogul Emperor Shah Jahan who lost his beloved wife but gifted the world this […]

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VE Day: Victory and Virus in Europe

It is sad that we cannot publicly commemorate Victory in Europe Day (VE Day) this 8th of May yet it also feels apt and even more poignant that its 75th anniversary should fall as we battle our own invisible enemy. Today many of us continue to stay at home to save lives while 75 years […]

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Photostory #9

 Cattle ranch, Uruguay. Señora Vaca what startles you so? Is it the rare sighting of the lesser spotted gringo in the middle of Uruguay’s lockdown? Or perhaps you have just realised how grim your job prospects are in a country that consumes the most beef per capita in the world?

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Dinner with elephants

An almighty splash and primordial trumpeting wrenched me from the velvet embrace of the canopied bed. I strained my senses beyond the ghostly mesh of the mosquito net, past the stylish teak furniture and below the veranda to find them, to fathom their purpose. Yet I need not leave my bed to see them as […]

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The Lisbon Underworld

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Below the picture-postcard Lisbon is another Lisbon. A Lisbon without trams, decorative tiles or salted cod, from where the cobbled streets and red roofs wrapped around the city’s seven hills cannot be glimpsed, a little-known underworld where only adventurous souls enter and only after donning hard hats. Their reward is…

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Photostory #8

 Ljubljana, Slovenia. A land where a dog can be entrusted to sell usnjeni copati (‘leather slippers’) in the street. That may well be a safe bet given Slovenia’s ranking as the 10th most peaceful nation on earth (Global Peace Index), with the 8th lowest crime rate (World Population Review). Apparently language is no obstacle […]