Just finished Skypeing with a prospective landlady ahead of our move in four days. It wasn’t the most coherent of conversations as she kept breaking off and shouting in W_____ (local language) at the noisy mob of women surrounding her. She ended every phrase with, “Inch’allah!” — not sure if this is a positive sign.
She […]
Diptheria, tetanus & polio booster? — check!
Hepatitus A & B? — check!
Meningitis ACWY? — check!
Rabies I, II & III? — check!
Typhus fever? — check!
Mantoux test? — check!
TB — check!
Yellow fever? — check!
Malaria tablets? — check!
We feel like a family of pincushions after all the vaccinations we’ve had these last few weeks.
No, we’re not staying in […]
Ria Bacon has left the island.
Sunday morning found us itching to get out of town and away from the smoke and smell of the still burning landfill (see previously).
So we headed for the hills.
We looked down across the Liguanea (say: Li-ga-nee) Plain; a blueblack cloud covered the city and sealed in the noxious smoke.
At over 4,500 feet above the smog,
we […]
I’ve just heard that Perry Henzell died this morning. I spoke to his wife, Sally, only a few days ago when we were staying at her hotel, Jake’s, in St Elizabeth. I asked her where Perry was and she pointed over her shoulder, “He’s up there in the house right on top of the hill.” […]
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.
Currently resident in Dakar, Senegal.
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.
Ria[dot]Bacon[at]gmail.com
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