On the coast of Africa, in a place where the grass hits your feet like emeralds waiting to be touched and the sun blinds you with its light, hypnotising you into a deep sleep, suffocating you with its heat. There in the depths of the tropics laid a Lioness and her one cub.
The world is on edge in so many ways at the moment. Which unless you have been in hibernation or someone who is living on cloud 9, it is hard not to escape the tension. It is not surprising that the Rio Olympics seems a little down played in comparison to the London Olympics. I mean this is the time when we should all be coming together and enjoying the world’s best athletes compete against […]
