Ever since I was a little boy I dreamed of going to Africa. Growing up in suburban Melbourne in the 1950s, I was lured by images of native peoples, exotic animals, and vast savannahs, fuelled by television series that gripped me and never let go. I could not have imagined then that 20 years later my lifelong interest in Africa would lead to my arrival in Tanzania.
My first experience of Africa was as a volunteer agriculturalist. I later studied for a degree in agricultural extension and rural development at the University of Reading and returned to Africa as Oxfam’s Tanzania Field Director. ...
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