I posted the first edited draft of my book for two weeks in early September.
A big thankyou to the two people who gave feedback.
So I will be rewriting big sections of it, and posting updates as I go along..
Please remember, that this is a fictional story in which, although the places are real, I have not given precedence to the facts, or the real events,. After all, as they say, why let the truth get in the way of a good story.
1965 – Where I grew up, in the wide open bush between the Munyati and Sebakwe Rivers in Zimbabwe.
A visiting friend Patrick, on the right hold the pole with me. In the background, my cousin Bryan, also visiting, and on the cart my brother Paul.