Tag Archives: early days

The Sound of Islay

Introducing the Bodley Head / FT essay competition. Financial Times | 11 November 2016. 1. Just before I turned 30 I was homeless for a while. Homeless is the wrong word, an exaggeration. But I was in Edinburgh with little money … Continue reading

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A certain kind of South Africa evaporated…

                    …for me when I finally got my driver’s licence, fifth time lucky near a cold northern ring road. No more solidarity with the verge walkers and all those who talk about, worry about, conceive of a whole domain of … Continue reading

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A Touch of Madness – A Walk to Valkenberg and Oude Molen (March 2004)

  I set out on the morning after a night of heavy rain, election posters limp, with colours fading now, after the event. The ANC gained almost 70 % of the national vote, making big advances in the Western Cape. … Continue reading

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Main Road logbooks – St Peter’s Square (March 2004)

  The St Peter’s Square shopping mall is one of the very worst, sited in the middle of an old Muslim cemetery. Below the SPUR’s neon signage is a memorial garden for all the graves exhumed for the building of … Continue reading

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