Looking back – what did you miss?

This is essentially a “best of the last eighteen months” post i.e. since my last post of this kind (See: 7 Links: A Peek Into My Archives). So if like me, you were too busy to keep up with your blog reading this year, have a look and see what you missed. Or if you’ve only […]

Roadside retail therapy in Mozambique

Some of my favourite posts on the Bagni di Lucca and Beyond blog are those featuring markets and shops in Italy (see this post). It is not that I am an enthusiastic shopper, I just enjoy seeing products and produce beautifully displayed. In Mozambique (as in other less-developed countries), a lot of the daily business […]

Natural sweetness

The Wood Carver (revisited)

If you follow this blog, you may remember this man whom I featured last year in the post Arts and crafts in Mozambique  . . . He’s the wood carver who carves the most amazing pieces by hand. Although he has some assistants doing the rough-hewing of the timber, he does all the fine carving […]

7 Links: A Peek Into My Archives

I do not usually formally accept blogging “awards” I get nominated for. Firstly, because I can’t think of anything remotely witty to write as an “acceptance speech”, but I also find it difficult to pass on the “honour”. However, I’m accepting this nomination from 2Summers (see her post here) because it is different.  I had […]

Sharks getting a raw deal – on the dark side of Mozambique

This post is part of the Mozambique 2011 series. The previous post in this series is Chicken run to Pomene. This blog has previously featured shark stories focusing on the large number of big sharks off the South African coast, and the dangers they pose to bathers, surfers and divers. Now it is time to […]

Chicken run to Pomene

Guest post for Notes from Africa by Willie. This post is part of the Mozambique 2011 series. The previous post in this series is Top Chef Mozambique 2011. Some South Africans paradoxically talk about “going to Africa” when they go north of the South African border. The obvious irony is maybe understandable when you have […]