Is that jingle bells I hear?

No you twit, it’s just the phone…Rudolf has arrived! And is waiting at the port for collection, along with a rather hefty price tag. Huseong takes me to the port, helps me first find crowbars, then unpack the bike from its crate and then demolish the crate, which an irate…

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You have a small head

When I board the plane in Istanbul for leg two, to Seoul the realisation hits me! I begin to feel nervous anxiety and I start to consider – for the first time – that soon I will be teaching. I really hadn’t thought this through!My recruiter Soojung and I, walk…

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A million thank-you’s

My basket is still empty. I’ve been walking the isles with a skew mouth and furrowed brow around a strangely large supermarket for over half an hour. In the end, bewildered by the vast array toilet rolls, perplexed by the multitude of biscuits and confused by another new currency, I…

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"I just can’t ride it….."

“You are very mystical!” In response to this I laugh out loud before thinking that perhaps this is not the nicest response to a stranger. “I’ve been called many things, but never mystical! I’m not mystical, and I’m not brave either!” “No, no” replies Jaffa “you are very daring…. Would…

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