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

Stet in a cloud

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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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Not Cuba

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.

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On the road again, again

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

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Ras le bol

Ria Bacon has left the island.

Up where the air is clean

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

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Perry Henzell — Fire in the belly

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.”

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