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Welcome! I am a British Freelance Writer and Teacher 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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It’s been a few weeks since Bangladesh celebrated its new year but I wanted to give you a little photo tour of how we celebrated it at LAMB and also a little bit of the history behind the national celebration. It’s … Continue reading
Mr J This is the very final post on this series of interviews carried out during the summer with four scallywags who all used to be taught at LAMB school before moving on to bigger and better. In a way, … Continue reading
Well, my final post before Christmas Day itself (in fact for some of you now it is already Christmas day) - leaving me a few days to finish of several series of posts I wanted clear before the year was out; … Continue reading
The 16th December is very important for the estimated 240 million Bangladeshis across the world. In Bangladesh itself it is celebrated with great enjoyment. Unlike Ekushe February, which has serious overtones because of the martyrdom of students for the sake … Continue reading
I’m sitting on my bed (also known as my desk) and across from me I can see my sitar propped up against the wall. Usually, when I look at it I get a little feeling of childlike excitement. … Continue reading