IN THE heart of my grandmother’s hut, in the fire’s amber corona, smoke ascended in wispy tendrils, like incense from a thurible at midnight mass. In the shadows, it gathered and enveloped the space in a ghostly veil, then laced its way softly into the woven thatch. Antique cobweb necklaces, jewelled with dust and smoke,…Details
Mother to Taanaye Ishe Rufaro Chigudu-Bunting and a lawyer. She lives and works in Kent, South-East England, but wishes she was home (Zimbabwe) every day! She loves reading, baking, crocheting (very old-school) and getting tattooed! She is a product of St Dominic's and St Ignatius College.