When Georgie met the Queen

It was a long drive to London with a new baby in the back seat. Before we set off I had rigged up some fairy lights around the headrests to distract her. That worked fine until we were stuck in traffic, 13 miles of roadworks on the M6. She liked that even less than we did….

We found a way to make Georgie come home

“Well, now you have to come home,” I said, and I’m glad to tell you that she said, “Yes.” Georgie arrived back in the UK on the 6th of April, finally bringing to a close over two years of work in some of the world’s toughest spots. She had spent a total of 18 months in…

The Great Spanish Experiment

A quick update, and some photos of our recent adventures. I’ve tried something a little bit different, which I was hoping to be able to show you here, but I’m afraid, due to the limitations of the site, I’ll have to ask you to make a click on this link which will take you to…

Mountains beyond mountains – Georgie heads East

We were drinking ale and reading the Sunday papers and when we left the pub it was raining. We didn’t really know what to do with our last day together. After spending most of the first year of our marriage apart we had now grown accustomed, over the last three months, to being together again….

Postcard from Barcelona

We live only half an hour from Valencia and yet we managed to visit Barcelona first despite it being four hours away on the train. It was all in a good cause, though, to throw our support behind Roger who was competing in his first (only?) Iron Man competition last week. He finished in an…

Moving Mountains

The sky is pink as the sun breaches the horizon and a golden path floods across the sea, sunlight pouring in through the windows. To the south hazy cloud hangs in valleys between rocky hilltops. The white sand below us is like the surface of the moon – little footstep craters in the deep shadow…

The Iron Man of Wales, and the Iron Men and Women of Ngbotima

As Sierra Leone contemplates the long road to recovery, they are facing new challenges, new obstacles to overcome. But this weekend they will have a new champion facing his own heroic (and frankly insane) struggle in support of their efforts.

OSM OMG!

I’ve made about four attempts at writing this today and it’s proved surprisingly difficult. What, in the end, can you say about someone so amazing, hard working, caring and so utterly deserving of recognition? Nevertheless, I promised an update about something good and, finally and thankfully, here it is: What a nice thing, to be…

Then I guess we’ll just begin again

Things don’t always end the way you’d like them to. Last week, Georgie came home and Liberia reported its first new cases of Ebola since being declared Ebola-free in May. For Liberia it was, perhaps, inevitable given the porosity of the borders between Liberia, Sierra Leone and Guinea but nevertheless it was a worrying and…

Georgie is back in Freetown.

At the moment, in Hereford, it is raining. I am sat at the kitchen table with a mug of tea, listening to the murmur of voices through the wall. Outside a pigeon frets over the wet grass. And at the other end of the internet is Georgie. “So what should I tell people?” I ask…

I guess we’ll just have to adjust.

“Dear All, I am writing to confirm/inform of the death of Victor Kasim Sahid today in Port Loko.” Adam has been keeping us updated on the situation in Makeni, news which is never good and only sometimes less bad. I put them together into an entry to share with you, try to make some sense…

The First Day of our Lives

You stand in line nervously waiting for a man in a white coat to point a thermometer at your head. If the number is low enough you can go home. You breathe in. Then sunlight sparkles on the top of a wave that breaks onto a pebbled beach without making a sound. And Georgie appears,…