The messy night at Birdcage

3-Mar-2018 A few weeks had passed from Tết and the teaching rhythm had well and truly settled. With the exception of a kid in Cự Khôi throwing lego at his fellow students, things were going through the motions; Ly in An Hưng was a delight, Sophie Filer was still late on Wednesdays, misery loved company atContinue reading “The messy night at Birdcage”

House 5 drinks in Trung Hoa

Lets be real, I was 28 and from a post recession Ireland. By 2018 I had felt like the times of clubbing, going on the lash and generally being up until 4 or 5 in the morning were on the way out. Maybe I could be capable of pulling out an all time mad seshContinue reading “House 5 drinks in Trung Hoa”