Bex in Moz

Boom, shake shake shake the room

This morning as we had breakfast what felt like a huge explosion shook our house and vibrated in our chests, leaving us shaken in more ways than one. We looked at each other astonished, and for the first time in my life I realised to some extent just how horrific it must be to experience a true bombardment. Gaza, Afghanistan, Iraq, my God, the Blitz. No wonder my grandmother used to hide in the downstairs loo during thunder storms.

Happily, it turns out it was the army on training exercises nearby and not some undiscovered ordinance accidentally dug up at the building site down the road.

Scary.

Labels: Pemba life

posted by Rebecca @ 9:18 am