Category: Life

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Podcast Review: Ear Hustle

I’ve been listening to podcasts ever since I lived in China. For those of you keeping score, that’s a long time ago. I can’t even remember how I discovered them, but I know that among the first podcasts I listened to was one on learning Chinese and another on English...

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English cuisine

We’ve just returned from a week in the UK, specifically England, and mostly we ate our faces off. I know that most people don’t immediately think – ah, yes, excellent food! – when heading to England, but there you go. That’s why we go. For the food. Not English food,...

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Toilet review: Raffles, Singapore

Well, it’s been a damn long time since I’ve done a toilet review, but here’s a good one for you. The oh so fancy Raffles Hotel, Singapore, famous for the Singapore Sling and peanut-filled floors. But of course, we don’t care about that sort of thing around here. We only...

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A sparrow’s feast

The sparrows on the roof of the garage are eating the apples that have fallen there from the tree next door. A little feast of fruit, looking like it has spilled from a basket, tumbled from some baka‘s wheely trolley as she struggles up the hill, some dedo‘s donkey as...

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Printing pleasures

There’s lots of things to love about living in a country like Croatia. And one of my favourite things is printing. Yes, printing. No one likes to own a printer. They’re expensive and they die after about 45 minutes, and the cartridges never really work, and they are just in...

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Desert Island Discs

Okay, I know I’m a late comer to this, but boy am I enjoying Desert Island Discs. For those of you who don’t know, it’s a radio program that has been running on the BBC since 1942. In each episode, a (famous) person chooses eight tracks that they would take...

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Kicking off

I just had a writing master class with Jacob Ross, courtesy of the Commonwealth Foundation. It was an amazing session, made me realise what was wrong with two of my stories I’m working on. It also made me realise what I already know, some of it intrinsically. None of which...

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Standing in the rain. 

 I’m standing in the park under a tree. It’s raining. I’m getting wet, but not as wet as out there, in the open. Little balls of hail break through, like seed pods. One hits me on the back of my neck, but it doesn’t hurt. These are the things that...