You were aware that you were policing it, that it was against the law.

You didn’t have a sweaty smell, you had a feul-ly smelly.

And I walked away from the chinook. And that was it. I hold that quite dear in my heart.

It’s almost like a friend, because it’s always there and it’s always beating deep into your soul and you can’t get away from it.

He walked in, handed over the door and walked off.

Water, fresh produce, everything we take for granted, The World Food Programme were taking to small villages who had nothing.

You're looking at this bottle of water and a towel thinking.. how am I supposed to wash with this?!

Ignorance is no longer allowed.

Footprints on the mess ceiling

One bomb stuck in the cradle

Deep down, one didn't expect to last long

“We don’t know exactly what you’re going through but we get it".