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Thank you Iain Kay
November 17, 2013, 8:07 am

My letter from Zimbabwe today is just this short message: Marondera's brave and long suffering fighter for democracy and change, Iain Kay, has been suspended from the MDC for five years.

Not only was Iain Marondera's MP in the Unity Government, he worked tirelessly on the Constitutional Commission.

Iain has been suspended from the MDC after comparing the MDC to a football team a
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Casting shadows on our streets
November 9, 2013, 6:54 am


Dear Family and Friends,

Standing on the pavement  waiting for a friend outside a shop this week,  I noticed a tall barefoot woman holding the hand of a little boy who was maybe three or four years old. Both the woman and the child looked to be in a bad way: dirty, dishevelled and gaunt. It was a scorching day, the heat was beating down and in the shadow cast by
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Weak at the knees
November 2, 2013, 10:28 am


Dear Family and Friends,

It’s that gorgeous time of year in Zimbabwe when the first rains are beginning to fall  after six long, dry months and everything comes back to life almost overnight. The voices of a thousand frogs at night, the singing of a million cicadas in the day. Giant moths under the lights in the morning,  sausage flies buzzing round in cir
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Sausages and handkerchiefs
October 26, 2013, 4:53 pm


Dear Family and Friends,

Being interviewed by a magazine recently I was asked what the main challenges were that I faced as a writer about Zimbabwean life and how I deal with those challenges. I replied that racism and intolerance were the two biggest issues I had to cope with. I explained that my birth certificate says I was born in Southern Rhodesia. My school and unive
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Licking our wounds
October 19, 2013, 7:39 am


Dear Family and Friends,

There’s nothing quite as refreshing after a blisteringly hot October day in Zimbabwe as that hour after sunset when the night starts to reveal itself. You can almost hear the earth breathe a sigh of relief as the sun turns red and slips into the horizon. From red, to pink and then orange, at last the burning heat is extinguished for another
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