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Welcome! I am a British Freelance Writer and Educational consultant who worked in Bangladesh until December 2013. I also have ADHD.
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Tag Archives: Derrick Bird
Today marks five years since unbelievable tragedy hit my home town of Whitehaven. I still recall vividly how the surreal events unfolded little by little. My family and I were living in Bangladesh at the time believing we were the … Continue reading