My dad, beautifully reading a poignant tale of visionary humanity and excruciating humility, a few years before he died. Written by one of his old lecturers at Cambridge University, J.R.R.Tolkien. I still have his lecture notes, and some from C.S. Lewis and F.R.Leavis, too!
Here is a link to some twitter feeds about the event…
I gave a talk about West Africa Motorcycle Mapping (WAMM2017), and our activities in Sierra Leone, building a map and creating postcodes by which to deliver and direct medical and humanitarian relief in a resource-poor post-Ebola crisis environment.
‘Local People, Local Technology, Just Add Knowledge’
I am getting very excited about revisiting the Diamond Country of Sierra Leone next week. Last year, the Missing Maps community in this area managed to map hundreds of communities’ vulnerabilities as part of a Red Cross/MSF collaborative project in the wake of Ebola. In Kono District, updating the map by hand: a geo-located photo. Continue Reading »
Often, when people visit my mountain cottage, with its thermal store, cast iron seat/radiators, double 1920s cooking ranges, and map-room, they exclaiim how they would love to ‘do up’ a derelict like I did. I think about breaking several pickaxes whilst digging out the scores of tonnes of clay-shale necessary for making the house a Continue Reading »
‘Kondewakoro…’. I say it out-loud without meaning to. The young lad responds in Krio. Ahmet translates, although I’m starting to understand Krio. It is what I thought: ‘He says still three hours. 16 kilometers.’ We don’t have time. We have to turn back, but if I’ve got it wrong, there will be nowhere to stay Continue Reading »