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Believe it or rot
B Magazine, Andrew Biggs, Published on 04/11/2012
» Last Tuesday night, as the sun went down over the Mekong River in the Northeast, a miracle occurred.
Please fasten your seatbelts and tuck in your primates
B Magazine, Andrew Biggs, Published on 16/09/2012
» You could hear the titters resounding around the globe this week after the latest scandal at Suvarnabhumi airport pushed us reluctantly into the international spotlight again.
Coming up for air after drowning in booze
B Magazine, Andrew Biggs, Published on 05/08/2012
» Buddhist Lent is upon us. I'm going to refer to it by its Thai name, Khao Phansa, not to be a show-off but more because I've never felt comfortable with ''Lent''.
Miss manners, Your Table-Top toilet paper awaits
B Magazine, Andrew Biggs, Published on 17/06/2012
» Last Saturday night, had you been strolling through trendy Paradise Park shopping complex around 7pm, you would have spotted your columnist enjoying a pizza washed down with a screwdriver or two at a popular pizza chain on the ground floor.
Would you kiss your mother in that T-Shirt?
B Magazine, Andrew Biggs, Published on 20/05/2012
» The elderly woman got on my carriage at Chong Nonsi BTS. Dressed in a sensible navy blue skirt and flat shoes, and with her grey hair tied in a bun, she resembled any other sixty-something passenger on the evening train wending her way home.
Hey, you, farang! Why so sensitive?
B Magazine, Andrew Biggs, Published on 11/03/2012
» We are halfway through our examination of the word ''farang'', thanks to my running into an old friend, Jimmy, at Emporium last week.
You're a farang, Embrace it
B Magazine, Andrew Biggs, Published on 04/03/2012
» Ran into Jimmy this week at the Emporium Food Court. I hadn't seen him in ages but he still looks the same _ that is, like me. Tall, bald and attractive.
Lost Somewhere Along The Line
B Magazine, Andrew Biggs, Published on 22/01/2012
» This is the sign, prominent and loud, that pounced on me as I strolled past a Bangkok Bank branch this week. "Please get a line", it announced, stuck to a glass window, behind which a bank teller, as sullen as he was youthful, sat with a face like thunder.