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Welcome! I am a British Freelance Writer and Educational consultant working in Bangladesh. I also have ADHD.
In these pages I discuss all of these things and I try to give you a picture of life in this part of Asia too.
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Category Archives: Travel
Last Friday we took a trip out to a village in Rangpur. We hadn’t been there in nearly three years – not since my adopted daughter, Elbina, got married and went to live there with her husband’s family. Elbina (Bina … Continue reading
Bangladesh: An Inspirational Journey By Helen Bintley As the plane came to an unceremonious stop I readied myself for a new challenge. This was the first time that I had worked as an obstetrician and gynaecologist outside of the UK. Having only worked with … Continue reading
By now I hope I’m lying on a beach somewhere in Thailand. If you’re reading this, I guess I am! While I’m away, I’ve asked my friend Kruti, from India, to write a guest post for Kenthinksaloud all about her new novel … Continue reading
Part II The Morning The first thing I noticed when Sathi greeted me at the gate, was how small she was. Somehow I had expected this fiery woman, whom no one in their right mind would want to mess with, … Continue reading
I do some strange things sometimes. Even for me, this one pushes that fact a bit. Over four days I’ve travelled to a new land and culture without leaving this one, got in trouble with the law and nearly wrecked … Continue reading