Well here I am in Africa, well away from corporate life in London. I feel completely relaxed and at home in this village next to Lunghi Airport- so close to the runway you can feel the house vibrate as jets take off in the middle of the night.
I have been invited to help with the cooking – something I cannot wait to try. Here, I am prepping plantain. A local crop similar to banana but savory rather than sweet.
For me the abiding smell of Africa is wood smoke – you smell it everywhere from the cooking. Here with the ancient method of three large stones with wood gradually pushed onto the centre.