Lindsey mentioned the gala in her last post so here’s a few comments about it. This is an annual event hosted by the school with the aim of raising some money. I have a colleague who used to work in event management at a hotel so she basically did everything to organise it. Continue reading “Made to measure”
Before we arrived in Myanmar we were reading a few other blogs on living here and had read that you sometimes experienced random acts of kindness from the local Burmese people. Continue reading “Random Acts of Kindness”
When we left London, it was 100% my intention to retire from coaching swimming. 16 years of sweating on the pool deck on Friday nights from November to March was plenty. Continue reading “Swimming”
Happy belated Valentine’s Day! Gav and I were back from out little trip in time to celebrate here in Yangon. We did the traditional home-made card exchange and I was quite proud of my creation. It referenced how sweaty I am and I thought I was very clever, but Gav didn’t get it. Oh well. I used glitter and that’s what counts. Continue reading “Love Notes”
A couple of weeks ago we were driving past the local mall and I saw a big ‘Merry Christmas’ sign. My first thought was, ‘well that’s a bit early’, but then I realised that in fact it’s a perfectly normal time to be advertising Christmas and in fact in the UK it starts a lot earlier. Continue reading “Birthday Abroad”
One of the things that I imagine we will most about London is the access to cultural events. I can’t say that I miss that yet because we haven’t had time to miss anything really although Lindsey is starting to miss the cool October weather of London. Continue reading “Culture Chaos, Stickers and Skinks”
Lindsey stole part of my main post idea so this one won’t be long and is mainly about language so feel free to stop reading. Continue reading “The Language of Love”
Yesterday was a very exciting day in the Ailbert household-our shipment was delivered to our house! Since late June we have been living out of 4 suitcases, so we have been waiting and waiting to (hopefully) get all of our things and feel a bit more settled. Continue reading “Our Stuff Arrives!”
This post is going to descend to a pretty murky level quite quickly so I thought I’d start off fairly high brow. In Salman Rushdie’s novel, ‘Midnight’s Children’, Continue reading “The Poop Post”
