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Eaglets’ Wings

Eaglets’ Wings

Last week, I found myself hanging upside down in my friend’s bedroom.  I’ve never tried bungee jumping and I wasn’t a skilful enough gymnast to hold a handstand for more than a few seconds so I’ve not had many views of the world from this angle. I’d limped over to her house to get some relief for my back. She’d invited me to try her inversion table- a contraption you strap yourself into, before tipping yourself upside down.  The idea…

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Love & Hugs, Charlie Mackesy

Love & Hugs, Charlie Mackesy

That’s my dad’s reflection in the glass! It occurred to me last night that there might be people reading this, here or anywhere where faith is squashed, who might be in need of some encouragement from talks or podcasts.  I thought I would start posting ones I have found useful.  I haven’t got a wealth of material so recommendations about your favourites would be gratefully received! This is a talk given by Charlie Mackesy.  You may have heard of him. …

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Equally Precious

Equally Precious

Today and tomorrow, the Kingdom will celebrate ‘Women’s’ Day’ for the second year running. To an outsider such as me, it feels like a historic occasion. An operetta entitled the ‘Daughters of Salman’ will be performed and there will be female poetry readings and a presentation about the history of the women of this country. I’d love to go (but my husband’s away, I’ve thrown my back out and I can’t work out how you buy tickets!). Even though I’ve…

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The King of Hearts

The King of Hearts

This week, we visited the country’s largest cultural festival.  It’s an annual event opened by the King, lasting over a fortnight.  It’s popularity means that people’s work and school days, flights out of the Kingdom, even the weekly shop, have to be arranged around it because of the traffic created by those queuing to go in.  It’s held in a huge and impressive venue, which is used only once a year to house these festivities. We enjoyed ourselves so much,…

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His-Story

His-Story

The guide book says it’s one of the best-known natural wonders of Bahrain. An enormous acacia tree, widely believed to be 4,000 years old, growing in an otherwise barren desert, it’s source of water a mystery, it’s growth a miracle. Just the name of this tree stirred my emotions as we planned a trip there during half term this week. Driving away from the main road leading out of Bahrain, with the sun low in the sky, we headed towards…

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On the Wheel

On the Wheel

A couple of weeks ago, I joined a group of my friends for a ma’ssalamah brunch, or a good-bye send-off, for those of us who don’t speak Arabic. The good-bye girl had arranged a private bus, fully kitted our with curtains to protect our modesty, to deliver us from the compound to the restaurant. Late as ever, I ran to catch the bus before it drove off without me, my new gold, spangly shoes twinkling in the sunlight like Dorothy’s…

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Sweet Treats

Sweet Treats

Last weekend, I felt like someone let me in on a secret. We’ve lived here in the land of sand for 6 months and 15 days and I have moaned about the heat, struggled to love the desert, and I have searched for local food and music and drawn a blank. That all changed at a camel festival. As the sun sat low on the horizon and a breeze started lifting waves of sand over our heads, we hurried to…

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‘A Moon Wrapped in Brown Paper’

‘A Moon Wrapped in Brown Paper’

I’d never been to the Middle East until I got off a plane last July to come and live here.  It was late at night when our plane touched down, delivering us to our first overseas posting- a place so different to anything I had ever known before that I didn’t have any real sense of what my new life would look like.  Dark outside, the harsh airport lighting left me feeling exposed as I made my way through passport…

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The House That Jack Redecorated

The House That Jack Redecorated

People occasionally ask what, as a military family, is the toughest part of moving around with each new posting.  Is it the severed friendships, the search for new schools, the children’s homesickness?  Nope.  It’s the military march-out. For anyone unfamiliar with this term, this is the assessment carried out on your military quarter at the end of your time there to check you’ve returned it to the state in which you received it. On arrival into the quarter, you complete…

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A Tangled Web

A Tangled Web

When my husband was offered a posting in the Middle East, I would be lying if I said the prospect of a driver who would also help me with jobs around the house hadn’t featured in my decision-making process. And now that I’m here, for the first time in a decade wearing clothes that have been ironed, I’m not complaining.  Do I think the benefits of a driver outweigh the reasons for needing one?  That’s perhaps another post… The challenge…

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