Nepal. One year on

A year. 12 months 365 days I look back over the past year and I can’t really think off the top of my head what I have achieved.   Lots of things I wanted to do are still not done, many not even started.  Some have been and then abandoned.   Stuff has happened, as stuff always does.   At the time it felt important, and some of it was,

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Tea for good

This past weekend in Stratford Upon Avon I toyed with the idea of documenting our time in the town in cups of tea.  We drank a lot of it.  I drink a lot of it generally and this weekend was no exception.  I get so much from my various daily cuppas that goes far beyond it just being a drink.   And the tea I have shared with other people

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Team Honk 2016 #PassTheProud

I feel like I am on a mission to save the world at the moment.  No sooner am I back from a Syrian refugee camp in Jordan with World Vision than I am knee deep in helping jump start the Team Honk bus for Sport Relief this year.   And please don’t mention the other trip to west Africa with another charity that I have just turned down on health

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#BarefootCoatless

As I look at the rain outside again, and see on the weather forecast that we might get snow at the weekend, I realise how lucky I am in to be at home.  When the 700,000 Syrian refugees currently in Jordan are not.  Through no fault of their own they are no longer not only not in their own home, but not in their own country.    Thousands of them are

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#SupportSyrians

The news is dominated today by news of a conference in London where 70 nations are coming together to discuss #SupportSyrians.   What needs to happen to not only stop the civil war in Syria but how we can all help the Syrians displaced and the host communities now breaking under the burden of looking after the migrants. Six hundred and ninety thousand Syrian refugees are currently in Jordan, the country

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Why the road to Al Azraq made me sing Hotel California

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light Swap the colitas for oranges and the shimmering light for a young chap with a tea tray and this could have been California.    Except it wasn’t it was Jordan, and it was the road known as the desert highway.  The

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Ahmed and Mohammed

It was his eyes that got me.  And his eyelashes.  One of the most gorgeous little boys I have ever met.   With a smile that lit up the room.  And a cheekiness about him that I knew we wouldn’t see today but I wanted to know more about.   Ahmed, on the right in the above picture, is 14 and a keen footballer.   Back in Syria he used

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A day at Azraq camp

I wasn’t sure what to expect during our day at the Azraq refugee camp, 80Km from the Syria border.   I have so much I want to say, so much to process and share.  I wanted to get this out though as we have just half an hour before dinner. The white shelters are iconic now.  They are the picture you see when the media talks about the camp.  There

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A post about Friendship

This is a post about friendship.   I need to process the things we have seen today, and think about the people we have met before I fall asleep and of all the stories we have heard today the overwhelming thread to is all is friendship. Two different families hosted us today, in an area in the north of Jordan called Ajloun.   It’s on the tourist route as Ajloun

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Schooling Syrian Refugee children

In three classrooms of a school in Irdib, the third largest city in Jordan just 20 miles from the Syrian border, is a bustling student community.   From the outside it looks like any other.   A basketball court to the side, an area for playing football at the back.   Nestled amongst houses and small businesses you might not think anything of this building.    But what goes on

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Aintifar’s story

. Four years ago in the middle of night Aintifar woke to the sound of shelling.   Louder than usual she soon realised that her house had been hit.   The house she lived in with her husband, who worked in construction,  and five of her six children, the eldest, Muayed away in Lebanon doing his National Service.    Her children had been injured by shrapnel and the family soon

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#BarefootCoatless — Syria five years on

. I am off to Jordan today, for four days, accompanying WorldVisionUK as they look to mark five years since the conflict in Syria caused the largest migration of people since the second world war.   As part of the charity’s #BarefootCoatless campaign we will be visiting refugee camps and also meeting refugees living with host families in the community.   More than that I don’t really know if I am

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