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As we reach the end of the financial year in Australia, we would like to take this opportunity of thanking our wonderful team of volunteer office holders and, more especially, our growing band of friends and donors

Pride comes before the fall apparently, and it also comes before mountains and singletrack if you are me on a bike. I’ve just finished riding the 3-day Kushanya MTB ride in Juliasdale.

At one of the outlying homes I found that Marge G. has lost 30 kgs and has been diagnosed with cancer. She was very tearful and said she was feeling weary and spending a lot of time inside, on her bed.

I’ve started training for our Europe Tour, but so far training has been a proper pain in the arse pardon my French, courtesy of a very embarrassing and hard to spell ailment of the bottom.

The ZANE carers continue to report on the difficulties the elderly face as they try to survive in the ever-increasing chaos that has become the new normal for Zimbabweans.

Thank God all roads lead to Rome because my Third World has been rather mundane in March. So, apologies for a slim pickings blog with little drama, not much excitement, and no Donald Trump rants

Jenny and I are so blessed to live where we live. But we live in a bubble. Outside our bubble, Zimbabwe grows ever tougher, especially for pensioners.

Imagine living in a country without Medicare or any form of social services provision. This is the harsh reality in Zimbabwe, where the aged and ill face a daily battle for survival.

Sheila B. is living in her own home but is anxious about the state of her home and her inability to afford any repairs or maintenance. She feels old and tired and said everything she owns is in the same state

Jeff H. is living in his own caravan. He is again unwell, struggling with his chronic health problems of glaucoma and congested asthmatic lungs;