So I spent this month travelling through Ethiopia with Thahir Shah and his mangy crew in search of King Solomon's gold. It was a truly horrendous journey through dirt, squalor endless pot holes, insects, scorching dessert and mosquito ridden forests . I braved tribes with a penchant for killing visitors and hanging their testicles round the neck as trophies, thankful that I was at least spared that one particular test... only to arrive at the final chapter where he does not find the mines. Shar actually comes back a second time and re traces the whole journey and fails again to find the mines. Mercifully he describes the second journey in one single paragraph.  So here I am holding the book wondering what on earth made him write a book where he failed not once but twice in his quest...but then again on hindsight I am struck with the thought that my  month through the book was actually much easier than the one I actually lived through in real time... so bravo Thahir and Yesss!!!! bravo dear old me... we both are true winners....