The snow fell hard and Chernobyl was a two hour drive from Kyiv. I’d seen enough dash cam footage from this part of the world to sit staring ahead. Hoping the minibus would stay rubber side down. My head hurt from a night out before. Not because of the multiple shots of absinthe, but because a part of the drinking game involved being set on fire and hit on the head with a barrel. And here we … [Read more...] about Two days in Chernobyl’s exclusion zone
If my Granddad were still alive this year, we'd be celebrating his hundredth birthday. We often made fun that his birth was the second major disaster of 1912. When he died he took a thousand stories with him. And just as many songs. He was a guarded man. The few stories we shared only offered a glimpse of the life he'd lived. Born in a field in the Ukraine. Before the First World War. Before … [Read more...] about If You Can Fix Soles, You Can Save Lives.