|"I read a book once"|
I arrived on Thursday, and heard the opening speech by Ben Rawlence: tales from the Dadaab refugee camp in Kenya, from his City of Thorns.
Having spent a full two months with kids -- six weeks of school holidays then two weeks with them sick at home -- I then threw myself into writing: my next picture book, and my adult novel.
|Scribbling at Milktooth cafe, Barrack St (tasty coffee, for the record)|
|Man and waves|
|"I am Batman."|
|Three grown-ups and a philosopher: WY, AM, DY, JS|
|Many beasts, only one microphone|