This is an extract of a review I wrote for The Arab Review. Write down:Arab. a name with no friendly diminutive. a patient man, in a country brimming with anger. My roots have gripped this soil since time began, before the opening of the ages before the cypress and the olive, before the grasses flourished… … Continue reading »
On Egypt’s Revolutionary Trail
Street art, Tahrir Square and a lingering sense of pride in Egypt’s chaotic capital. Continue reading »



