Kibbutz

‘I had just turned twenty when I first visited the kibbutz; the year was 1990.’

And so begins this story of a young man’s adventure into the helter-skelter world of life as a volunteer on a kibbutz.

Like thousands before him, Joseph Birchall had arrived in search of sun, excitement, beers by open fires, new friendships, and ‘scantily-clad Swedish girls picking ripe fruit from the trees’.

However, things took an unprecedented turn when a man he’d never heard of before, Saddam Hussein, invaded K...