Camping

Who you gonna call?

Who you gonna call?

Ghosts are blamed for a variety of everyday events in Niutao, and we’re not talking about Casper here, these ghosts are anything but friendly.   If your bike won’t start, it’s because there is a ghost in the engine.  If you don’t catch any fish, the ghosts are stealing your bait.   Fall out of a coconut tree , the ghosts have pushed you, and if you get too drunk and wake up with a hangover, you can safely blame it on the ghosts, and fortunately for me they all live in the jungle, specifically at the end of the island where the Scout camp was located – it was time to go ghost hunting.

“Ke Manuia Te Kilisimasi”

“Ke Manuia Te Kilisimasi”

“Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse…” ants, cockroaches, mosquitoes, geckos and roof dwelling, tap dancing rats perhaps, but certainly no mice, so that’s good.

Video Killed The Radio Star

Video Killed The Radio Star

I never dreamed my first words on national radio would be in Fijian; in fact, until last week I wasn’t even sure Fijian was an actual language, but now, sat in the air-conditioned studios of Fiji Radio One, that’s exactly what I was attempting to speak.  Donning the headphones I tried to explain our role as Scout ambassadors to the 60,000 (potential) listeners to the fortnightly Scout radio programme broadcast all over Fiji, and the world – although I think a hastily written Facebook message did little to boost the international audience figures.