Eight weeks in and it is definitely time for a retreat

The first few weeks in a new country are always a whirlwind of overwhelm. Not only do banks, doctors, local registration, public transport cards bikes, car and somewhere to live need to be organised … but for us, this time, back in The Hague since March, there’s more… One: transit accommodation. Being officially just Ian … More Eight weeks in and it is definitely time for a retreat

Finding my homeland

“Some places make you feel more full than others,” said Palestinian author, Nathalie Handal at last weekend’s third Georgetown Literary Festival in Penang. The theme of the weekend was irresistible to me – Hiraeth – a Welsh word that means longing for a homeland that is no longer there. Undoubtedly, this island is a place … More Finding my homeland

Silent in Sandakan

Many confuse Sandakan with Samarkand for no other reason than the names sound similar. I knew Sandakan as the Land Below the Wind, thanks to the writings of American author, Agnes Keith in the early part of the last century. Ian knew Sandakan as the location of WWII allied Prisoner of War camps and the … More Silent in Sandakan

Just like Yorkshire

Maybe I’m just jaded after two months of unrelenting haze in Kuala Lumpur that has burned my throat and prevented me from breathing deeply? Maybe I’m just tired after moving house and having a handful of minor illnesses playing Sardines in my body for a month? Or maybe this is what happens when you are … More Just like Yorkshire