In 1960, the year in which the Congo became independent, I was a boy attending the local parish primary school. The good Sisters of Mercy who taught me had links with the Congo and the entire class had been enlisted to raise money to support Congolese children, whose harrowing plight had been made r [ … ]

Sugar is a treacherous product. A child steals sugar and licks it. But it splatters and sticks around his mouth. When the parents accuse him of stealing sugar, he swears her has never stolen sugar yet the sugar crystals are allover his lips and cheeks. Nothing fits this bill like Maj. Gen. Kale Ka [ … ]