ME
About my book
and
my monkey
A Life Safari
Genre: Memoir
Word Count: 43000
MY Story
Sometime in my early fifties…
Now what, Kevin?
That was the question.
More specifically, what am I now supposed to do?
It was a question I was hoping never to ask myself again.
When standing at a crossroads, I’ve always picked the road that was not smoothly paved, the unconventional route and it was these unconventional choices that now came to bite me in the arse in a conventional world.
This problem ran through my mind while sitting on a station bench in Exmouth, UK. A week ago, I was still in the African sunshine; now, I have to start over again. At 52, I’m not sure if I felt like it anymore.
The sky was bleak and grey, my soul a shade greyer.
As the train pulled into the station, an idea exploded like a firework in my head.
This flash came from a part of my brain with which I have a love-hate relationship. It is the part where the monkey lives and these ideas are spawned, the part that makes my half-Afrikaner, half-Yorkshireman blood fizzle with excitement - the monkey did summersaults.
“I will write a book...”
In the Swahili language of East Africa, the word “Safari” means “To go on a journey.”
This is our life safari…
