LINDSAY THROUGH THE YEARS

I have traversed the Sahara Desert. Five times Malaria has knocked I down and I survived. I was incarcerated for months because some thought I worked for the CIA. For two weeks, whilst Bob was in Europe, I slept in Bob Marley's bed at 56 Hope Road, Kingston. On his return, neither Bob nor I could figure out how or why. As a Survivor from Survival, a battle was lost a war still to be won. The paradox of it all is that we use our eyes to see, yet our eyes cannot see our eyes. Let the fun begin. We have a book, PORTRAIT OF A LEGEND AND OTHER FOLKS to publish. Time to kick ass. Peace you lot.