Love among the cable huts

On the shores of Suva Harbour, just along from Government House, there was once a row of concrete constructions. They were called the cable huts. It was probably because they were built there by Cable and Wireless. This was an organisation that,…

Where I came from

Where I came from there was no electricity. Before nightfall each evening you could hear the sound of Tilley lanterns being pumped up to full pressure. They ran on kerosene and their illumination came from fine cotton mantles in the form of…

The hanged and the haunted.

At the time when this tale takes place there were still executions at Suva gaol. The established method was hanging. This story, like many, was told to me by my father. It still haunts me. One of my father’s medical colleagues was the appointed…