Silly games, a bare-boned word processor that helped me become a fledgling writer, and a machine to play around on and tinker with that helped shape a part of who I was as a person by shaping what I enjoyed to spend my time doing.
But showing me round the camp was a resolutely optimistic 25-year-old called Osman Abdi Bare, who arrived here with his mother in 1991 and has lived here ever since.