I did know, when signing up with Blue Ventures, that they taught English to their local staff, and that part of our duties would involves helping out in the classes. I thought this sounded minor, and probably something I could handle. Well, talk about being thrown in the deep end.
The Night We Monitored Sea Cucumbers
I had never seen, let alone touched a sea cucumber before this night, and tonight we were expected to find 300. They are funny creatures, full of water and when you pick them up they empty themselves.
Don’t Touch Anything! The Weird And Wonderful Dangerous Animals Of Madagascar
Generally speaking, nothing is out get you, not even sharks who seem to just have a bad rep (thanks Jaws!). When animals attack in this part of the world, it's usually because they have been provoked or feel under threat.
Driving in Madagascar
I love a road trip, but I don't always love the road.
Madagascar – Day 1
The first thing I must remember, is that’s it’s day one. On the 24h long journey to get to Antananarivo, Madagascar's capital (Tana for short, you're welcome), I had all the classic thoughts: "What am I doing?", "Why am I crossing London in the freezing dead of night?", "Why don’t I just stay right here... Continue Reading →
The advert that made me angry, really angry.
Normally I don't think I notice adverts. I try and ignore most of them, and I like to (naïvely) think that they don't influence me much. But this particular poster stopped me in my tracks. It was impossible to miss, as I stepped out of the tube carriage, a giant (in hight) woman in a bikini,... Continue Reading →
Giving in to Laziness
Laziness to me, feels like a giant teddy bear, that decides to sit on you out of the blue. It can come and sit on you as soon as you get up in the morning, and stay there for a few hours. Sometimes it'll stay there all week. And sometimes, if you fight it really... Continue Reading →
The price I pay (to live in London)
I checked my account recently, and it's been bad before, but this was bad. In my account, I had, one whole pound. On the 7th of the month. 3 weeks before pay day. The aggravating thing is that I haven't even splashed out, I've been careful since the start of the month, I haven't treated... Continue Reading →
Every year on the 13th of July, I am reminded more than on other days of how time just won't slow down, or stop. I'm ok with it most of the time, mostly because I might as well, as there's not much I can do about it anyway. But getting on isn't made easy for... Continue Reading →