The second death of someone famous, that I have actually met, in the last few days is very sad. Stuart Hall is someone I studied in my degree, he is such a significant academic (not long after the death of Jock YOung) and I was once very pleased to have met him once when out for a meal with my Dad. The death of Roger Lloyd Pack was more personal as he used to be on the PPA of my son's school and I used to occasional see him at yoga.
Not a death, but it seeems that I am not the only English teacher struggling at times here, one of my colleagues, perhaps not surprisingly fed up living somewhere with no water, and maybe being a vegetarian in a meat eating culture, but someone who in every sense has embraced life here, may be heading home. I wait to hear more.And it turns out one of the male staff has left whilst I have been away, he has workin Moscow, I will miss him as though we could not speak together we always said hi and I liked him and felt comfortable with him, so this apparently static place changes again
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