So, my father’s slides, dusty, languishing for about 60 years, are not visible to anyone. My family moved to Ethiopia when I was about 4 or 5, in 1959. My father worked for Dunlop Tyres, and spent four years as their representative, visiting the countries of the Horn of Africa, and also the Hadramawt. On occasion, the entire family went along, in the company Landrover. I have vivid memories of overland trips from Addis Ababa to the Red Sea coast, Massawa, Assab, and places en route, like the beautiful city of Asmara. We also travelled to Khartoum, and to what was then called Tanganyika. I may get some of the place names wrong in detailing these images. In recent years, I have revisited many of these places myself. Its thought-provoking to see how the places have changed in 60 years.

So, the slides he took are now going to reach the world. Getting these slides scanned and identified has been a collaborative family enterprise.