Monthly Archives: November 2013

Same but Different

I’ve read the books. I know how important it is to try and do the things that made you happy in one place into your new location. I always feel sorry for passionate mountain-climbers when they move to the Netherlands. … Continue reading

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Gecko Fingers

This morning I woke up feeling tearful and with a Cliff Richard song in my head. ‘Fraid so, readers, I was mad about Cliff from the age of nine until, well let’s not get into that. The words were: “I … Continue reading

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The Newcomer

I am currently reading Lois Bushong‘s new book Belonging Everywhere and Nowhere. She is an Adult Third Culture Kid (ATCK) and counsellor, currently based in Indianapolis and a good friend of mine through the Families in Global Transition Conferences I … Continue reading

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The Writer Has Landed

Yesterday was watershed day. It was my first writers’ circle. I think it was back in Dubai, more than 20 years ago when I first realised that belonging to a writers’ circle was fundamental to my well-being and happiness. That … Continue reading

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Finding my Happy Place

And so, on Sunday afternoon I sat on a rock beside a shallow stream,  listened to the birds calling and frogs moaning as I watched a dragonfly land on Ian’s straw hat. Not another person was in sight. My shorts … Continue reading

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Following my nose

When we got into our hire car the other day I was immediately amused by the large sticker on the dashboard: I loved the fact that, finding no official sign for ‘No Stinky Food’ they had made their own. Ingenious. … Continue reading

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Reasons to be Cheerful, stage 2

There are more good things about living in Kuala Lumpur than bad, but when you are new in town things can get out of proportion. It’s when you are in the throes of the second stage of culture shock (that’s … Continue reading

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How we housewarm

Yesterday marked my own fourth full day in our new apartment and our ninth day here. You see, after abandoning Ian so I could swan off to Phuket on the day we moved in, I only got properly ‘home’ five … Continue reading

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The Aftermath

Sated with spicy salads of soft shell crab and chilled lime we slide onto the beach.   Pale sand, piebald with pools, silent as inkblots. Sideways, barefoot, I find a bamboo beds of peace where I lie pillowed on one … Continue reading

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A great reason to live in Kuala Lumpur

I’d only been in KL six weeks before I got my second plane out of central Malaysia. The first time, if you remember, was our trip to Kuching and Miri in Sarawak, less than a month ago. This time, as … Continue reading

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