“Clearing” the Jungle in Calais, France
As many of you know, I have visited the refugee camp “the jungle” in Calais several times over the past twelve months. The site is
Two real life stories from my spending one day in the slums of Cambodia
A mother had to get herself deeply into debt to get her husband out of gaol. He had been trafficked and escaped and ended up
A follow up to my blog “In Paris remembering Charlie Hebdo………
All my efforts to contact the Mayor of Paris Anne Hidalgo failed. Not to be outdone, though I decided I'd add some of the compost
Visiting “The Jungle”, Calais for the second time – This needs to be read in in conjunction with my earlier blog of 12th October, 2015 called “My trip to the Jungle – Walking with the Refugees on Wednesday, 7th October, 2015”.
I was apprehensive. How will I find it? Had it changed much? Had the attitude of the refugees there hardened? After all, three months had
In Paris – Remembering Charlie Hebdo
Today, January 7, is the anniversary of the Charlie Hebdo slaughter. I arrived in Paris yesterday with an urn of composted Martin Place flowers left
The reason I am in Paris in memory of Charlie Hebdo
I'm here in Paris now because I buried Tori Johnson of the Lindt Cafe in Martin Place after the dreadful siege there. I was also in
My trip to The Jungle – Walking with the Refugees on Wednesday, 7th October, 2015
Like many people, I have been following this European Refugee Crisis, probably closer though than most, because of my radio commitments. I have known for quite some time
An American girl reaches out to me for help
For me life as a child was not an easy one. I was born in England during World War II at a time when my
Paris, Martin Place. A way to build on this.
On many occasions since the fall of the Berlin wall in 1989 the world has come together in hope, only to have those hopes dashed
Paris Reflections
In Methodist house in Westminster there is a room full of plaques. They are in memory of Methodist Clergymen and Lay people who went to