Have you ever felt invisible? My phone rang. I answered it. At the sound of my voice the caller erupted into a flood of tears. She wailed, ‘I am invisible. Why do I bother?’

Have you ever been locked in a stair well? ‘You have got to be kidding me’, was the thought which came to mind. 3 lifts to move hundreds of people. Bodies squeezed in to fill to capacity each lift.

Mary balanced and swayed in rhythm with the donkey, kilometre after gruelling kilometre with her already swollen feet getting larger by the hour as they dangled in space by the donkey’s side.