It could have been an ordinary Saturday anywhere, with happy children ranging in age from six to sixteen playing football in the jerseys of their favourite soccer teams. My eye was caught by the boy with dazzling teeth dribbling the ball in a Chelsea shirt emblazoned with the name of Frank Lampard.
Except this was Dadaab in Kenya, home of the world’s largest refugee camp, and within yards of these happy, healthy kids tens of thousands of hungry, destitute Somalis were on the last leg of their long journey to safety, queuing at its gates for food, water and shelter.
