Ria Bacon: editor & writer

Linguist with wanderlust,
From the hills of New Guinea to the halls of the Sorbonne,
From the beaches of Bassam to the fields of Friesland,
From the catacombs of Rome to the Blue Mountains of Jamaica.
From the heather of the Veluwe to the dust of Dakar ...

Currently resident in the Land of Sea with a small tribe of kids and Mr B.

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Currently translating a manual on how to make a handpump. Background research takes ages but gives great feeling of learning something new.
1 week ago
@RiaBacon helloooo! i've been suffering from exactly the same problem.
2 weeks ago
@lucypepper Good to hear from you. Real life is getting in the way of my virtual self. Maybe I should outsource the overworked part.
2 weeks ago
Fat tax now! RT @AP In 20 years, some 42 percent of the U.S. population will be obese, new government report says: http://t.co/ImZK2ETt -EF
2 weeks ago
@RiaBacon i read that as: Fresh post... random outbreak. Need more sleep.
2 weeks ago

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Now hear dis!

FYI

Stet means "Let it stand" and is used by editors to indicate that the original text should be left untouched.

...in Arcadia ego is a pun on a painting by Poussin.

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“Oh my God, it’s just so like totally egregious, you know?”

That was one of my office-mate’s (R2 OB1) most frequent outbursts a few weeks back. My dictionary gives the definition of egregious as either (1) outstandingly bad or (2) distinguished, eminent. Given that at the time R2 OB1 was talking about how Elva, the InDesign expert (sic), had re-typed (and mis-typed) random data for

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Pauvre type

Just voted in the BBC’s best African song poll. I voted for Mariam and Amadou’s Pauvre type. I first heard them singing Je pense à toi on BBC West Africa in 1998 and fell in love with the song. The last verse rang especially true for me at the time:

Certains t’ont promisLa terreD’autres promettentLe

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Whine anyone?

I didn’t attend the corridor festivities and wasn’t bothered a bit, although I was touched by the reactions of other bloggers to my post. I’ve never in fact had an office party as far as I can recall. That’s because I’ve not worked a regular job in a regular office for most of my

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UNparty

This was the invitation from our director for our Xmas office “party”:

Dear colleagues,

We seem to all be very busy and I do understand that few of us can make the time to prepare dishes for a joint luncheon on Friday.

N. and I have agreed to invite you all for a small

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Before I go to sleep at night …

Each evening when the kids are getting ready for bed, I close the shutters and curtains in the playroom and their bedroom. And each evening I’m struck by the view from each window. From the playroom I can see the Porta San Paolo, which looks like a turreted castle, and behind it, the Piramide.

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