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. Tomorrow I won’t be blogging here. Instead I will be over at Sia’s Over Coffee Blog which means you can chat with me there as I will be popping in and out all day. That’s tomorrow, US time. (Not … Continue reading
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I suppose to out the words “pygmy” and “elephant” together (see my last post) is a bit ridiculous. But the Bornean elephant is small, hence the name. Smaller than its cousin found in Peninsular Malaysia, the Asian Elephant. But here … Continue reading
Forgive me for the lousy pictures in this post – I was much keener on looking at these six Bornean Pygmy Elephants through my binoculars than worrying about taking photos through the dusty windscreen. While I was away in Borneo, … Continue reading
People often ask me about the dangers of the rainforest. They expect me to mention tigers, or something really exciting like that. (I’ve never seen one.) I am more likely to mention malaria-carrying mosquitoes, or the spirochete leptospirosis. (Although I … Continue reading
On the very same project I am now working on, we were once offered free rooms in the staff quarters of a tourist site*. The only rooms available (for my two male colleagues and me) were ones no one wanted. … Continue reading
The canopy walkway at Borneo Rainforest Lodge. Dawn in the mist. The morning sounds of gibbons. Breakfast while watching a trogon, or a pygmy squirrel. The ringing call of the Chestnut-necklaced Partidge. The monotonous tone of the Black and Crimson Pitta. … Continue reading
You all know that I work hard, right? And I have a boring job where nothing ever happens… Like on Monday. I flew out from Kuala Lumpur to the eastern coastal town of Lahad Datu, Sabah. There we were met … Continue reading
Glenda Larke shrieb auch Die Fährte des Blinden _______________________________ … Continue reading
The book is At Home in the World. It is by Joyce Maynard, and the man who sucked her into his realm of total adoration was J.D.Salinger. (I hasten to say no physical abuse was ever involved here, not that … Continue reading
I have just read a fascinating memoir. The writer is a novelist and essayist in her own right, but in this book she concentrates on her own life and the way it was (mostly adversely) affected by the machinations of … Continue reading