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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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My rating: 4 of 5 stars Jeremy Williams is one of the top writers on climate change. His book, The Economics of Arrival, written with Katherine Trebeck, is arguably one of the best modern books tackling climate change and economics. His website – The Earthbound Report – is recognised as one of the best on […]
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Tag Archives: Sundarbans
I just recently read Chelsea Fagan’s post ‘The 23 Hardest Things About Moving Home After Living Abroad‘ on Thought Catalog and found myself pondering her words as we now approach the last few weeks left in Bangladesh. Emotionally, we’re wrecked – or … Continue reading
I looked down at the ground with my son at the tracks pointed out by our guide. The tiger prints were clearly fresh – made this morning, so our guide thought – and were huge. “Oh cool!” Said my boy, … Continue reading