In this section

• Peter Marrian
• A short history of Mweiga Estate
• Letters from Martha Gellhorn
• Monograph and other documents
• Colin Campbell's tribute
• Obituary - by Miles Maskell

The city dissolves about us, and its walls
Are mountains of rock cruelly carved by wind.
Sand streams down their wasting sides, sand
Mounts upward slowly about them: foot and hand
We crawl and bleed among them! Is this Senlin?

In the desert of Senlin must we live and die?
We hear the decay of rocks, the crash of boulders,
Snarling of sand on sand. 'Senlin!' we cry.
'Senlin!' again . . . Our shadows revolve in silence
Under the soulless brilliance of blue sky.

From "Senlin: A Biography" by Conrad Aiken

 

Letters from Martha Gellhorn

Martha remained a good friend throughout her life (I was once summoned to Cadogan Square to give her a cooking lesson!) and would have written the Mzee many letters. These, curiously, were found amongst his brother's posessions after he died. How Morton came to have them is not known but he saw worth in them and they give a little snapshot of Martha's visits in late 1964 and early 1965