A few weeks ago, I found an old box full of papers. I had actually forgotten what was in there – but as I opened it, memories came flooding back. There were photos, letters and even poems written dozens of years ago. In amongst the yellowing pages, something...
Once you know what to look for, you see them everywhere. Groups huddled together cooing and fawning around the helpless little thing in the centre of the crowd. There are grown women and men speaking in strange tongues, encouraging, calling for attention. Taking...
