Huh, Other People

As Satre put it, hell is other people. Although he said it in French, which probably made it more profound. As someone who lives in London, I can definitely relate to that sentiment. Waiting to get through the barriers on the tube, navigating around dawdlers on the street when I’m late (as always), or just […]

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Man, I Feel Like a Woman

Every time I’ve travelled before (and by that I mean more than a holiday) I’ve been on my own, or in the presence of other women. Living in China, travelling round South East Asia, in Botswana for a month, I was never with a man. We’ve just arrived in Santiago, and it’s the first time […]

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Cultural Collision or Communion?

I’ve just spent 10 days in Singapore. At the tip of the Malay peninsula and the crossing point between India, Australia and China, it has been a meeting point for for many years. Everywhere you walk you can see and feel the these influences. So what impact can a combination of cultures have? My daughter […]

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Staying Sane on a Plane with a Baby

If you listen to Mr. Daily Mail, you will not inflict your offspring on anyone until they are capable of being in public spaces without being annoying. When they get to 25, perhaps. If you find yourself longing for a bit of adventure beyond Bognor before then, you’re going to have to get on a […]

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Can You See Yourself in History?

When we visit places, we always look to the past. Seek out the origins to better understand the culture and the town that sits there now. Certain places wear their history more openly than others. With the clustering of temples on every corner, the profusion of old-fashioned wooden buildings and streets thronged with people wearing […]

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Big Moments, Little Moments

Moments of consequence only become so after they have passed. Once you have enough distance to appreciate their magnitude. Sitting on a plane, the world shrunk to a line of glass circles, the only thing I have in my head is a string of lyrics to an inane pop song. At some point I will […]

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Packing Up is Hard to Do

Apparently I’m a Xennial. Caught between two generations. Not clueless about the tide of technology and social media like Generation X, nor steeped in it since childhood like the Millennials. People in this age bracket have the luxury of just about being able to afford a home, but a dubious future pension. The activities we […]

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