My Passage To Africa.

This is my true account of a journey to Southern Africa with two of my friends in 1971. (approx 25,000 words). With candid honesty it deals with the hopes, fears, experiences and mistakes of three naive young men living away from home for the first time. It also provides an insight into the lost world of another era; living with servants; the absurdities of the apartheid regime and the often-farcical workings of a foreign fire brigade. The world has changed incredibly in the intervening years, so I hope -- and believe -- that this tale will interest, amuse and amaze the reader. ..... I'd given the others strict instructions that if anything DID happen to me, my body was not to be FLOWN home, because I've always been scared of flying. Rhodesia (now Zimbabwe) was physically 2 hours ahead of Britain, but effectively it was 50 years behind. ..... I was instructed that I shouldn't be too familiar with my black colleagues, and not to talk to them as if they were white. ..... the black Rhodes