I was invited to visit the West Bank by a friend who travels there each year to pick olives. He goes as a volunteer to help people with little income and large workloads share the burden of harvesting the often centuries old olive trees.

Over the years my friend had met many people and heard many stories, I was invited to come and bring some of the stories that he had encountered over the years back with us, and to share them with whomever might be interested in listening.

The West Bank is clouded in religious and political argument and confrontation, but when you put aside religious or political narrative you are left with the stories of people.

The stories are a picture of a people that live like everybody does, making the best of their lives, for themselves, their families and the world. An individual experience that is sometimes made difficult by a political climate in which they live.