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My lovely frog.

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Merry Christmas guys and guyitas. I hope everyone is well, and particularly that nobody was caught up in any way in the recent tsunami disaster. It's good to get home for the festive season, although I'm finally getting my face fixed this year, which does not exactly induce Christmas cheer. Nevertheless, it's been a good week, to be rounded off in traditional mode by getting shitfaced in

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Like all sensible people, Italians love an excuse not to work. This is not due to laziness, simply a refined appreciation of the spiritual value of sitting at home in one's dressing gown, eating, getting stoned and watching schmaltzy crap on TV. To this end, shops are closed at lunchtime, and on Sundays, Monday mornings and Wednesday afternoons, and there is of course a wide selection of public

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And suddenly, for the third weekend in a row, I find myself in Venice. It's an obscenely expensive, sickeningly beautiful city. These two factors are a winning combination for the local tourist industry due to the well-known economic equation beauty+money=romance. People throw away their money in a conscious display of gay abandon, hence the 15 euros you can pay for a coffee in Piazza San Marco,

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It's been such a long hiatus that I really don't know where to start. I could begin by stating the fact that I am, indeed alive, but this should by now be self-evident to all but the most dense of readers (whom I've already contacted to give him a headstart). I could apologise for not writing anything, but anyone genuinely upset by my lack of posts needs to take a long, hard look at where they're

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Of course, being at home isn't all bad. I remember several people saying that the culture shock on returning home would be worse, and they were right (as "they" invariably are). Retrospectively, this is probably what put me in a bad mood before, but now I'm feeling rather more chirpy about having moved on from Korea - due in no small part to the fact that I am leaving in less than twelve hours

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"There is nothing worse for mortals than a life of roaming." -- Homer. "If we really think that home is elsewhere and that this life is a 'wandering to find home,' why should we not look forward to the arrival?" -- C.S. Lewis. The change of pace when coming home is hard to deal with, even though it’s a demon I’ve confronted twice before. It feels like my parachute has opened prematurely on the

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Two posts in a day. Sometimes I think I spoil you guys. I am in a significantly less pleasant mood than I was three hours ago. Apparently, despite never missing a single class all year, I am not entitled to my no sick days bonus. Whyever not? Because they forgot to write it into my contract, that's why. Now, generally I know diddly squat about contract law, but I had been led to believe I was

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It doesn't happen often, but I am in a reflective mood. The reason it doesn't happen often is because, I have recently been discovering (well, in the shower this morning anyway, during which I simultaneously, during my final hairwash, ran out of shampoo and conditioner - coincidence? I don't think so) I'm slowly losing the ability to think of anything further out of the box than whether the cat

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"Quad erat demonstrandum."

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Bye bye sun.

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A plane cruising in over Iho beach, Jeju-si.

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A whole lot of nothing much - the view from Mount Halla.

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It looks like President Roh Moo-Hyun's policy cronies have finally got round to having a look at that Korean Constitution thing the commoners are always banging on about, namely Article 21(2): Licensing or censorship of speech and the press, and licensing of assembly and association may not be recognized. So, Eastern Seoul is back in business, and I can finally tell you, blistering and peeling,

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Read closely now...

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Some of you will be wondering why I haven't updated in weeks. The reasons are manifold, and include laziness, being busy and other factors I don't want to discuss here, but the biggest reason is that I have been banned! Well, not this site specifically, but all the major blog providers have been blocked by the government, with the result that it is now impossible in South Korea (and probably

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Lager, lager, lager, lager, shouting.

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"Cast no dirt into the well that gives you water." -- Korean proverb. Yes, the saga continues, as Mario and Luigi spent the weekend systematically destroying my apartment. I returned home on Friday night to a floor smeared with concrete paste, my washing machine in the kitchen, my toilet on the balcony, and the overwhelming stench of wet concrete all through the house. By Sunday, the entire

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Here's the birthday boy himself.

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Some of his lanterns (same presents every year when you get to his age).

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A crazy Buddha bash to celebrate.

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8:20 in the morning is a great time to do a lot of things. Chief among these is, of course, sleep, which is a fine activity to be enjoyed at any time, and holds a firm second place in my all-time top ten things to do. Other 8:20-compatible activities include drinking, dancing, sitting in taxis and bothering "Persians". Nowhere on this list, however, will you see the word 'plumbing'. Unfortunately

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Today I went to a wedding. But this is Korea, so it was no ordinary wedding. For a start, it was at one of the huge wedding chapels scattered around the city - big ol' buildings made of icing sugar, with minarets and little statues poking out of them. We arrived a full thirty seconds before the ceremony, leaving just enough time to go and see Kate, the bride, on a ceremonial chaise-longue thing.

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"Have you no fear, English?" -- Omar Sharif, in Lawrence of Arabia. Yesterday was Teachers' Day, a quirky little holiday which, at home, might be marked with a verging-on-ironic "Happy Teachers' Day" or, at most, a couple of cards. But then, this is South Korea, Land of the Corporate Holiday (remember "Pepero Day"?), and so to my pleased astonishment, Thursday and Friday came with a deluge of

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"And if you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you." -- Nietzsche Just got back from a spot of downtown shopping where I got a cool pair of trousers. Way too long for me of course, so I had them shortened - a simple process, but one that in the Republic of Korea nevertheless requires two hours. Perhaps they had to harvest and spin the cotton first. Anyway, here I am waiting

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Another Monday, another opportunity to reflect on the sins and excesses of a weekend which has burnt a £250 hole in my pocket. Worth every penny though, as I had two damned good nights out and came out the other end with a couple of phone numbers, a funky pair of Nikes, some cool trousers and a silk tie. Oh, and a necklace, which I am not looking forward to returning to its owner... The natives

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Time to breathe some life back into this old beast... Last Thursday I started some new classes at the local Gunam Elementary School. This, I figured, would be an exciting and enlightening adventure into the heart of the Korean educational system - a proper school, with trained teachers, a curriculum, and an emphasis on expanding minds instead of profit margins. Enlightening it was, but for

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Introducing... the utterly brilliant Bruce Lee Remixer! Do not die before you have checked this out.

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Lazing around in bed yesterday morning, I flicked on the TV and skipped to channel 50, CNN. Bugger, I thought; sports news. Mind you, this Korean wrestling is kind of intriguing - dozens of combatants in business suits in a free-for-all slugfest with no obvious audience or referee. Is this what they mean when they chant "Korea Team Fighting"? Of course, as the mental mist started to dissipate I

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I found this gem in today's Korea Times. It's great to see that even Uncle Kim is getting into the spirit of feminism... N. Korea Marks Women's Day SEOUL (AFP) - Stalinist North Korea marked World Women's Day Monday with a call for women to give birth to more children and take a leading role in reviving the country's moribund economy. "Women have the heavy duty of providing the succeeding

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There are now literally tens more pictures for you to marvel at, all specially selected and hand-picked from the finest memory cards, left to mature in traditional hard drives and refined by our resident team of Photoshop experts. I feel something should be said about Korean supermarkets. Just as any simple task in this country can be transformed into a wacky adventure, grocery shopping is no

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James just left town, so it's time for a heads-up. As my North American (i.e. all of my) friends here might put it. Well, I think he had a pretty good time, experiencing the sheer oddity of day-to-day life in Seoul - the feeling of utter lack of responsibility, the craziness of Club Night, and all the little everyday occurrences which come together to create a trippy kind of ambience. It's a

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It's been far too long since I posted, and I have started getting hate mail, so it's time to placate my tormentors and write something. The biggest thing that's happened recently is that ECC has finally come round to the concept of weekends. No more working Saturdays, and what's more, my ridiculous schedule dropped 24 teaching hours a month, so I no longer have to feel like I've been enslaved by

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The photos of Bukansan (Mount Bukhan) are up, as well as Changdeokgung Palace, which I visited on Saturday. The palace was quite an experience, and though I was more interested in the photography - I always get a bit of an itchy shutter-finger when I see pagodas - what I picked up from the tour guide was pretty interesting. Most of what you see of the fifteenth-century palace isn't really

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Unpleasant.

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"Clever" people will tell you that 9pm on the first evening of a country's national holiday, in a raging blizzard, is not the best time to go on a road trip. Unfortunately, such people were in short supply on Tuesday night, and so it was that we embarked upon our epic journey to the craggy Middle-Earth peaks of Mount Sorak. Unsurprisingly, we never made it. Instead, we trundled through the

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If I have to stretch my face into one more ingratiating grin this week my lips will snap. Thursday's please-your-boss project involved arriving five hours early in order to feature in the kindergarten graduation photos. Apparently Korean scientists have proved that the presence of a high number of pale bug-eyed faces in a photograph increases its aesthetic appeal to young mothers. So essentially

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Marcy asked me today if Britain has any equivalent to the Korean jaebols, the handful of huge mega-corporations who provide and/or sponsor just about every aspect of the Korean manufacturing industry and infrastructure. I immediately thought of Richard Branson, but the Virgin Group is really a cottage industry in comparison with these sprawling titans of the economy. You may not realise it, but

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Watching television can be like injecting your brain with a syringe full of Creutzfeldt-Jakob Disease at the best of times, but surely no other country can boast the sheer volume of unadulterated pap on its screens as South Korea. One would think that, with 74 diverse channels in English, Korean and Konglish, to hit the standby button on a Korean remote control would be to embark on an odyssey

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Thought verb tables were nasty? Read this horrible article. Also now putting up more photos. Hooray!

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Yes indeed, that's Konglish for Merry Christmas, the time of thin wallets and fat men in red suits who, in Korea at least, are electronic and gyrate provocatively in shopping malls with an unmistakeable trouser bulge. Apparently I was earmarked to be the Red Man at this year's kindergarten Christmas party, but by some merciful fluke my boss forgot to ask me until it was too late. Some of my

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For the ultimate in contemporary Korean experiences, there's nothing quite like Lotte World. As I think I mentioned, this is a shopping mall so unreasonably large it contains an entire theme park, not to mention a 25-floor luxury hotel, an ice rink, a wedding hall complex, a folk village, an art gallery, a cinema complex, and a sports centre. It is the only building in which I've ever been

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Friday night was Club Night in Hongdae, and a great night out, engendering one of the funniest incidents I've ever seen - on Saturday morning, Marcy received a text message from a guy she'd taken home: "Good morning, I think I'm wearing a thong." How does one find oneself unexpectedly wearing a thong? Scrabbling for his trousers in a drunken haze, he'd accidentally put on Marcy's visitng friend

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A weird day. Firstly, woke up surrounded by cats, next to a girl who was munching on prozac for breakfast. Then went to work, where a teacher mysteriously quit his job in a rage, sending weird vibes rippling through the office. Finally, was hurriedly bundled out of the building as the MIB turned up for a (very) private word with my boss. So I won't be surprised if I get to work tomorrow and the

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The other night I had my first noraebang ("singing room") experience. Golly gosh, these guys take their karaoke seriously, and that of course is no bad thing. Here's the deal: first you find a noraebang. This is not difficult as they are almost as ubiquitous as PC-Bangs. That is to say, very. Normally, and, as usual, inexplicably, they have a big, scary sculpture of a monster of some sort hanging

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THE AJUMA (lit. old maid) Description: Any Korean woman over the age of 40 who is starting to look a little ropey. Age: 40+ Found: At subway stops, saunas and Seven-Eleven. Wears: Bad cardigans, ill-fitting shoes, and the trademark "ajuma visor" - a gigantic jet black Judge Dredd-style plastic screen which can fold down to protect the face from crumbling away on contact with sunlight.

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Well, it's been a month since I posted. Er, sorry about that. Today is a very special day in Korea - it's Pepero Day. What in the seven hells does that mean? Well, as anyone who habitually works on Saturdays will tell you, you can never have too many public holidays - in South Korea's case, as observing anything Japanese/North Korean/Western would be culturally blasphemous, they decided they

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Bearing in mind that Seoul has, by some estimates, three times the population of London, it's fair to say that it's a fairly biggish city. I certainly wasn't expecting such massiveness when I came here - when I saw the first cluster of skyscrapers on my journey from the airport, I figured I had nearly arrived; an hour later (on the speedway) I was still sat on the 'express' bus. In fact, if you

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Can anybody help with this? My students do an 'English Diary' every week, but one of them appears to have had a knock on the head. I think he may have been possessed by the spirit of ee cummings. "Traffic safety draws conference. Today all students are one thing. Difficulty will draw the picture in the below-mentioned large door and lye does the mind trembled. It will be like that why??? Truth

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From my friend Marcy: "Aoccdrnig to rscheearch dnoe at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoetnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be at the rghit pclae. The rset can be a total mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe." Interesting.

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Korea is, as the locals are fond of reminding you, a Confucian society. This has many benefits, including virtually zero petty crime (anybody who's seen my all-new pirate-style face this year will appreciate what that means to me), the crumblies get looked after and not locked away in homes, and everyone pretty much knows where they stand, all the time - someone I know got an umbrella beating for

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Had an insane birthday party last night, involving far too much beer and tequila, probably inappropriate levels of fraternisation with colleagues, an outrageous gay bloke in a fluffy pink T-shirt with his "penis dance", breakdancing hash house harriers, a scary woman from LA called Tracy who was at least 35, making a profit by drinking beer, Benny and the Jets, fried egg sandwiches, and rugby

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Welcome to my humble blog. I seem to end up telling the same stories to a bunch of different people, so I thought it would be easier just to put down all my memories in one place. Expect sporadic updates, but bear in mind I am very lazy so if I don't write as often as I should, don't take it personal like.

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