I was on the train traveling back from Zimbabwe and held up at the town of Mafikeng on the border between Botswana and apartheid South Africa.
The delay lasted for some 24 hours which gave me the chance to get off the train and go in search of the museum. Amazingly, I found it with the Visitors Book open at the day: May 5 1981. I made my entry: Bobby Sands, MP, died today.
He’d been on hungerstrike in Northern Ireland for 66 days.
Apartheid South Africa was at that time an unpleasant place to be in and as soon as I made the entry I legged it back to the waitng train with the intention of returning one day. But I never did. Next time I was up near the border Mafikeng was a hotspot with white supremecists riding shotgun round the town in one of apartheid’s last choking gasps. Two months later, apartheid officially came to an end on October 7 2010.
Bobby Sands was part of the global struggle for freedom.
My tulip.Cant you almost sip the claret.
Ignore this as itv is merely a test…
Date is Easter Monday. Following day is still Easter!
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My new book, My Home is Your Home: A Journey Round Syria. Please scroll down to read more about the book.
My Home is Your Home
“Beautifully written, mixing historical observations with first-hand experience, Russell’s book will be a welcome introduction for all visitors to Syria.”
Dr. Eugene Rogan, Middle East Centre, University of Oxford
My Home is Your Home
A Journey Round Syria
Syria is a country few people know much about – apart from the political upheavals of the last few months. My Home is Your Home will change all that. Equipped with notebook, biro, bicycle and, occasionally, a bus ticket, Mary Russell travelled not only to places such as Aleppo, Homs and Hama but also to some of the more remote parts of eastern Syria taking, unexpectedly, an overnight taxi ride across the desert from Damascus to Baghdad. The result is an enthralling and quite unique account…
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My task for 2020 is to write a short story a month. To encourage myself j am reading two collections of short stories by William Trevor.
The stories I am writing don’t have to be prize winners but they do have to be finished not cast aside in despair or exasperation. Finishing them is the challenge. Too many distractions lurk in the corners of my mind….
Writers I like:Carver and of course Frank O Connor.
Halloween ( the eve of All Hallows) is a prechristian celebration of the underworld and remained so until the dastardly Christians took it over and linked it to their church. Hang in there ye Celtic pagans!
The above is a turnip which in Ireland was the traditional vegetable to carve to make a lamp.