I didn’t always live in Shanghai. Or Hanoi. Although this blog places my online identity firmly […]
It’s damp season here in Hanoi. The moldy months are in full swing and I’m feeling […]
I’m surprisingly comfortable with having no clue what’s going on around me. I’ve spent most of […]
The French had a word for those long grim grey drizzly damp Hanoi winters. Le crachin, […]
Have you seen this baby? A year ago today, he made a mad dash for the […]
This one has been worming its way through my head for about a week […]
Last week, I adamantly insisted that Vietnam- or, more specifically, Hanoi- was the place to be […]
We have a house, people. A whole house to ourselves, partway down a narrow scooter-wide lane, […]
We moved out of our little terrace house last weekend. Our dining room full of […]
A few weeks ago, I was randomly contacted by someone working for an expat relocation company. […]
I’m Learning Vietnamese. I Think I’m Learning Vietnamese. I really think so. So I’m learning another language. […]
How many Ikea POÄNG chairs have I bought (and then sold or left behind) in my decades […]