What is young David Livingstone doing on the run in Africa, with his mother’s credit card in his pocket and the Tanzanian police in hot pursuit? And what is he doing on Hell Road, a potholed obstacle course to the Zambian border, where cannibals lie in wait — car cannibals that is — and the rumour of Duma the Cheetah keeps spreading?
The truth is that David can’t answer these questions himself. He’s bent on reaching Victoria Falls, the Smoke That Thunders.
This is a very funny, deadpan, provocative book. And PJ Reece knows from the inside an Africa few of us have read about — colourful, contradictory, and confounding every stereotype of the “dark continent”.