After putting the full stop to your final exam in school and handing the paper over, there is little you can do to effect the outcome. Maybe you can ask friends what they put for some sort of reassurance. Perhaps you can go back to a text-book and confirm a particular answer. There is little …
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Waiting for test results
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Sexual health checks in foreign countries
Well it’s been a long time coming I guess. I think the last time I had someone poking and prodding around my junk was back when I lived in Glasgow. So that’s about four years ago then. Since that time I’ve…erm…visited a lot of places. I figure you shouldn’t mess around with stuff like this, …
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Sarajevo: War and Peace. A photo journal.
Sarajevo. Heartbreakingly beautiful. I’ve learned more in two days about this city’s turbulent past than I did during the entire time it’s struggles were happening. I was 13 years old when the war broke out here in 1992. When the siege began. When thousands fled or were forced to leave their homes. When strange, unknown …
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1984 Olympics
Torvil and Dean’s Bolero. Inspiring. Magical. Emotional. The finest ice dance the world will ever see. I could never stop the hairs standing up on the back of my neck while watching this. Proud that they were British. The best in the world. It just so happens that it was to become my mum’s all …
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Jajce
That’s yight-se to you and me. Honestly it takes us around three days to figure out the pronunciation. This proves especially difficult when people ask us where we’re going. “Jaja”. “Jajajce” “Yajesay”. Nonetheless we manage to make it to this small, picturesque town in the heart of Bosnia. The taxi driver rips us off 10 …
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The romance of the bus station
Punctuality was always a real stickler for my dad. I remember being hounded through my coco-pop breakfast and not allowed to read the cartoon pages of the Sunday Post as we were ‘late’ for church. Of course we’d always be the first to arrive, an eon before anyone else, which proved a real bone of …
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Circus of horrors
I didn’t miss halloween after all! The annual hostel conference in Vienna has gone with a circus of horrors theme. Traveling with little or no access to decent costume making facilities means my choices are limited, so I opt to re-use the invisible man from last year. Joining me as a Wild Fig hostel …
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Returning to old haunts
It’s funny how life works. How things can come full circle. I’m standing at the Lucko toll booth on the outskirts of Zagreb. Exactly the same toll booth I stood at back in May, before embarking on a whirlwind summer of excess. So – am I going back to Zadar, you muse? He can’t be! …
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Summertime sadness
I’m back to civilisation. With a bump. Sitting alone in an empty hostel dorm while outside a rain-soaked Zagreb shivers in the night. The sun has well and truly set on the summer. But what a summer it was. Once again I’ve managed to procure decent internet in order to upload some musings and I …
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The Museum of Broken Relationships
Here we go eh? With a title like that you’d expect me to really stick the boot in. Have a good old gripe and whine about past encounters that have gone wry. Friends relationships that have gone sour. Marriages that have gone down the toilet. Lord knows I could write a book about it (and …
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