Next stop Melbourne. Now packing in a relaxed sort of fashion.
Friday, December 21, 2012
Still Chilling
Next stop Melbourne. Now packing in a relaxed sort of fashion.
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It was very cold up Mount Wellington this morning despite it being a hot day in Hobart. But this didn't deter the Missus and various accomplices from having a thoroughly good time at the pinnacle. Splendid photo opportunities are not to be sniffed at, no matter what the temperature.
Next stop Melbourne. Now packing in a relaxed sort of fashion.
An attempt to convey a few of the thoughts & feelings of an expatriate teacher in sunny Singapore (and adjacent spots on occasion.)
Next stop Melbourne. Now packing in a relaxed sort of fashion.
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About Me
- Brian Connor
- Singapore
- My vision: retirement and a life of leisure. My mission: to manage decline gracefully. My goal: to get to the end of the day in one piece. Born in Manchester, I am at present living and working, as a teacher of English, in Singapore, having done so since 1988. My wife, Noshayati – whom I call Noi, and others call Yati – is Malaysian, and we travel frequently to her homeland, where most of her family live (in Melaka.) We own a house in Kuala Lumpur. My sister and family still live back in Manchester and we try to visit occasionally. I used to work for the Ministry of Education in Singapore, but since 2007 have been employed directly by an independent school here. It pays the bills. I converted to Islam in 1997 and find myself even more interestingly placed in the world as a result. I like occupying intersections. They afford useful perspectives. I’d like to think I have a sense of curiosity which keeps me young. But the jury is still out on this. A good day is one on which just about everything seems interesting. Some days are not so good, but I'm not so naive as to believe I have any right to expect otherwise.
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