Taking photos while going 120 km’s per hour.

It was a 5 hour journey back home. The kids were asleep, hubby was in his element listening to the news and I was about to shout my usual ‘STOP THE CAR,’ I’ve just seen a great shot! But it would be different this time, much to my husbands relief! Instead I played around with the settings on my camera and attempted to take some pics at high speed! Β I am well aware that the composition of these shots are not always great and the focus too. But I am delighted with them! Finally I’m able to get a ‘natural’ shot in Malawi! A photograph that shows every day life along the road, at speed! Here is a peek into Malawi. Nothing overly dramatic or exciting, just the normal every day kind of stuff – but images that still seem to tell a story…

The Cane rider

The Cane Rider

The bicycle is a god-sent form of transport in Malawi. Almost everyone has one or uses one. Bicycles are taxis of people, carriers of goats, fish, chickens and pigs, wood, produce and even coffins. Never limit the capabilities of a bicycle.



No limits

No limits!

Picking up the pieces

Don’t drop your load!

“The bicycle is the most civilized conveyance known to man. Other forms of transport grow daily more nightmarish. Only the bicycle remains pure in the heart.” – Iris Murdoch.

Work bound

Men nurses bound for work

Homeward bound

Homeward bound from school.

β€œHome wasn’t a set house, or a single town on a map. It was wherever the people who loved you were, whenever you were together. Not a place, but a moment, and then another, building on each other like bricks to create a solid shelter that you take with you for your entire life, wherever you may go.” – Sarah Dessen
Daily chores

“Little by little, one travels far.” – J.R.R. TolkienHomeward bound

Homeward bound

Cattle herder


To be slaughtered

To the market for slaughtering

Cane Crunchers


Cattle graffiti

Cattle Graffiti


Market day

Away from the road!


Never no space

There is no such thing as ‘no space!’

Just as I was getting into my ‘lightning’ speed shooting, my son began to complain about feeling ill. And before I could click another button, breaks were slamming, screams were heard and doors were flying open. The photo shoot was promptly ended with a bout of projectile vomiting!