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Blitz Spirit

This article was first published in the April 2017 issue of Standpoint.  The irony wasn’t lost on any of the 12 high-powered women who had gathered in the House of Lords at 2.30 pm on March 22. The Afghan Women’s Support Forum was holding one of its quarterly meetings to discuss keeping the issue of Afghan…
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Afghanistan in the Balance

The article was first published in the January 2017 edition of Live Encounters Magazine.  Afghanistan may no longer command the front page but somehow our fascination with the country is like an addiction to heroin, and we keep going back for one last hit. In London, I went to a play called Pink Mist about what…
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Kabul in Stilettoes

This article was first published The Jewish Chronicle on 20 February 2017. She reported from war zones, but always looked glam. Anthea Gerrie met the journalist they called ‘Heidi High Heels’. The fact that Heidi Kingstone went to Afghanistan at all is proof you can’t judge a book by its cover. Especially when that cover is…
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Excited commuters discover ‘Dispatches’

Originally published by Books on the Underground. On 22nd November, the Books on the Underground team had a mammoth 100 copies of Heidi Kingstone’s Dispatches from the Kabul Cafe. We had fun with where to hide the books, and saw lots of engagement online from people who found them! It was such a delight to be…
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Afghanistan: Myth of the Splendid Sisterhood

First published by Mantraya on 14 October 2016 Stories of abuse and the mutilation of women in Afghanistan are so common we are almost desensitised to it. Violence against women and particularly domestic violence has fed the headlines certainly since our recent escapade into the country, one attack more horrific than the next. Male abuse…
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Do Svidaniya, Olga!

This article was first published in the September 2016 issue of Standpoint. Walking around the old Soviet factory in Narva, Estonia, recently, yards from the border with Russia, I saw her. Stuck on a pillar, Olga gazed out from an old propaganda poster. Grey and grainy, she typified hearty, hefty Soviet womanhood. She was built…
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