Saturday, November 23, 2013

Excerpt from Kill daddy.

I’d set down next to the old wreck, the ganga boat, it was the same thing as ganga corner, but in a rotten wooden carcass of a ship instead of under a Baobab tree. It provided the best shade on the beach and was certainly inspirational when lying on the beach and dreaming about faraway places, such as the one I was in.