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Tag Archives: simply asia
As you may or may not know… Simply Asia have awarded me a trip to Thailand (as a result of a ‘banquet-off‘ against 3 other blogger types.) This is amazing news. And I thank all of you for your support … Continue reading
At the end of a long day, after battling with traffic, getting jostled about by people in the street – when you finally get into your own apartment, lean against the wall clutching your filo-fax to your chest and exhale … Continue reading
Meet Boeta. He’s an African Thai Buddah. Much like (no fairy tales ever) Boeta began his life in Woolworths and upon being rescued from sure death by humiliation on the sale rack, was placed in a tower with a lovely … Continue reading
If you’ve followed my “Team Gale” vs “Team Peeta” tweets you’d have noticed that I was recently pretty obessesed with the Hunger Games book trilogy – Little did I realise that i’d be ‘living it’ to an extent. Happy Hunger … Continue reading