The K-Files

I am finding myself looking at my last few weeks here with an unshakable feeling of near-morbidity. I refer to any administrative task I have to complete as “getting my affairs in order” Continue reading Winding-Down

There comes the game-changing day when, looking longingly into each other’s eyes, you say the words “I need a poo.” Continue reading The Battle of Watery-Loo.

Things are changing a lot right now: I’m plagued by a monstrous Vice Principal who has made it her goal in life to ruin any sense of self-worth I have (thankfully I’m immune, not having much to begin with) Continue reading Autumn

I then attempted the trumpet, saxophone, keyboard and all with the same horrible result. I had just not grasped one very fundamental problem with all of my musical adventures: I was crap.

Continue reading Lift-Off

http://www.seoulstyle.com/health.php?aid=0000000401 I recently got my mug in an online magazine. Predictably, I am writing about running. Enjoy! Continue reading Publication

No doubt they will have been disappointed, I have not offered any “here’s what I would do if your co-teacher brings a badger to your lesson” advice Continue reading Static

I could detail the entire race for you if I wanted to, but I don’t. All I’ll say is that I was, at one point, wondering when the Ark was going to show up. Continue reading Splash Landing

My birthday was on Friday. February is a strange month to be born and my birthday always feels like more on an inconvenience than a celebration; though celebrate we did. Having a turgid hangover and feeling guilty that nothing had been blogged for over two months, I decided to get my writing cap on and … Continue reading The Importance of Elsewhere.

Patriotism is one thing when arguing the merits of Costco, the addition of the letter “U” to the word ‘Colour’ and the correct method of playing pool (whoever invented the “ball in hand” rule needs shooting.) Its friendly banter between fellow english speakers and can cover all subjects, including sport. The FIFA 2010 world cup … Continue reading Running With Son Gee Jung

I’m stuck. For a good nine/ten month period I’ve been delaying and delaying my date with the reality police on the decision to stay or go. They’ve recently come a’ knocking. So I tried to make a snap decision, flipping a coin, taking Kobe-style free throws at my laundry basket with socks, rolling duct-tape across … Continue reading Here’s To The Future