My Name is not Mzungu

A hopefully reasonably coherent string of tales about the odd, funny, exhilarating and at times sad experiences I have survived through many years in Africa.
I have endeavoured to let the characters I have met along the way be the thread that carries the reader through the abundance of colour, music, pure human energy and determination to succeed which constantly confronts the observer in Africa.
Restless and aimless but with highs of love and lows of broken promises and dreams characterise my relationship with Africa.
The Africa that will never let go of me.