On place and belonging

Sometimes I suspect people both here in Bangkok  and at home think I’m insane. There are various (many justified) reasons for this, but I’m going to focus on one: they think I’m insane because one day, I want to go home. Now why would I want to do that? Leave Thailand to return to a … Continue reading On place and belonging


Fall for winter

I'm on a brief trip to a frosty but sunshiney UK and have been playing with words. For grandma, and for London, with love How little she appreciated the cold, all her life, until she left it behind. As a child it was the beast that woke her in the night, coating the inside of … Continue reading Fall for winter