Dawg

I needed to speak to my ex-colleague Jackson who I worked closely with in Cambodia. He’s since moved to another NGO there but has recently been successful with some German government funding that we have our eye on for Mozambique. When I asked whether we could catch up, he said ‘yeah dawg’.

We had a very useful call, which included a hefty slice of reminiscing about Phnom Penh japes. That was such a fun period of life, although bloody hard work too. Jackson and I used to strategise every morning over a frappuccino. A colleague I’d be lucky to have again in the future.

Lunchtime walk with vestiges of snow and ice by the river around the back of Trinity College.