This short article had been posted within the Spectator on 2 February 2002 by Boris Johnson, the Foreign that is new Secretary previous editor of this mag.
You would want a heart of rock not to have been relocated by the tiny Aids-ridden choristers. We sat under a mango tree, before a dancing-space of loaded earth that is red and exactly what a preposterous delegation we had been. There clearly was Mr Rod Liddle, the major chief that is white of Today programme, maybe maybe not looking particularly kempt. There is Vicky Scott of Unicef, and there clearly was your correspondent, addressed over over over and over repeatedly by the pleasing title of ‘Mr Honourable Johnson’. And before us: dozens of tiny children in lacy, embroidered dresses as we sat in our armchairs, as though at some durbar, the choir formed in a semi-circle. Continue reading The Boris archive: Africa is chaos, but we can’t blame colonialism