One September day in 1992, I got on a plane, almost blinded by tears, and flew from County Galway to London to take my place as a graduate trainee at Reuters. Eventually I stopped crying, stopped trembling when spoken to by editors, stopped worrying about money and started discovering worlds and people I had never suspected existed. Since then, I have worked with Reuters and The Associated Press in France, Spain, Britain, Ivory Coast and Senegal. I got to wear a pretty, if cheap, frock in Cannes, I hung out with football fanatics in Kabylie in Algeria, I spluttered my way through clouds of teargas in southern France, I fed chimps with bananas in Ivory Coast, and I watched Charles Taylor leave Liberia, suddenly frail and confused as he was shoved onto a plane, destination Nigeria.
After leaving Reuters in 2008, and taking some time to care for my sparky, sparkly daughters, I now freelance in Nairobi. I have written for The Guardian, MarketWatch, The Africa Report, and Open Skies. I also edit and proofread for magazines and individuals.
Sometimes editors still make me tremble.
Here are some links to my recent work: