Monthly Archives: December 2014

Annus Mirabilis

Before Things weren’t going particularly well for me as 2013 was coming to an end. From the start of this blog in April 2010 until the “Boys” moved out in May 2012, my weight had yoyo-ed between 20 and 22 … Continue reading

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I have never

I have never watched the Matrix Or The Godfather, or Bambi. I have never tasted snails of frogs’ legs. I have never played a Super Mario game Or watched or played Pok√©mon. I have never been kissed in the rain … Continue reading

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Coming home for Christmas and a Conversation

My last day in Vietnam before Christmas was a mad rush of present-buying and flat-cleaning and packing. I bought very “Vietnamese” presents. I bargained with the market traders¬†like I was meant to do and felt white and guilty for bargaining … Continue reading

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A bargain and a hug

Ho Chi Minh City is divided into 24 districts. Like the Hunger Games, there are 12 that are numbered, i.e. District 1, District 2 etc and there are 12 with names. I live in the Binh Thanh District, not to … Continue reading

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No country for fat men

Vietnam is no country for fat men. I’ve written about this before, but I’m genuinely shocked at how difficult it is to be fat in this country. My job is a proper grown-up one. I train people to be teachers. … Continue reading

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I wouldn’t want to bother them

I think it must be something that I carry with me as long as I remain an Irish person. Something atavistic inside me, passed down through generations of servility. I don’t like to bother people. People who are at work. … Continue reading

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Motorbikes, Saigon, Shopping and Me

Saigon continues to amaze me. I’m still surprised when I see a Buddhist monk on a motorbike. And last weekend I saw a man with an entire, full-size, three-door wardrobe on his motorbike. And no one bats an eyelid. Last … Continue reading

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