Bob Marley In His Own Backyard

AS YOU drive through the white-pillared gates into the grounds of 56 Hope Road, the first thing you notice is that the road doesn't have any holes. Even here, uptown in New Kingston, the road surfaces are pitted and scarred, as if someone had scratched their spots; great boulders are kicked casually into the gutter. All the damage, we're told, is because of the recent flood; but the fact remains that in Bob Marley's yard, the tarmac is new, shiny, and unblemished.