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Is the customer always a 'customer'?
B Magazine, Andrew Biggs, Published on 27/10/2019
» There is nothing wrong with the salesgirl. In fact she is cheery and accommodating.
Can't knock the hustle
B Magazine, Andrew Biggs, Published on 26/05/2019
» Here is an English translation of a memo I received from one of my staff:
Against all odds
B Magazine, Andrew Biggs, Published on 03/02/2019
» Kru June is perpetually late for school. She is the first to admit it, and the last to arrive. On this particular morning, the teachers and students of Baan Kui school have already begun morning assembly as she arrives, hurrying across the arid sports field where the morning ritual takes place.
Living outside the comfort zone
B Magazine, Andrew Biggs, Published on 13/01/2019
» It was Eleanor Roosevelt, sage diplomat and America's longest-running first lady, who uttered the famous quote: "Do one thing every day that scares you."
The feel-good aura dims
B Magazine, Andrew Biggs, Published on 22/07/2018
» The good times are over.
Virtual ritual reality
B Magazine, Andrew Biggs, Published on 25/03/2018
» 'Boss, I need to take four days off in the middle of March," my driver said to me a month ago, breaking a silence I'd been enjoying in the car.
Civil Service Shocker puts kids in danger
B Magazine, Andrew Biggs, Published on 28/01/2018
» There is nothing particularly outstanding about the tiny rural school of Wat Ban Pathong Tha Noen Samakee, 360km northeast of Bangkok.
A strange tale of crabs, birds, elephants, buffalo and a lamented sea turtle
B Magazine, Andrew Biggs, Published on 26/03/2017
» Recently I found myself in Surat Thani at the early-morning wet market. "Let's buy some crabs," my school director had said the night before. "We can release them into the river to make merit." My school director is regular in her efforts to tam boon or "make merit" as the vague English translation happens to be.
One banana, two banana, three banana, four ...
B Magazine, Andrew Biggs, Published on 05/02/2017
» It was a perfect storm of diseased relatives and lovers. The first phone call came at 5.30am, so early that my consciousness was battling the effects of sleep and three quick Chardonnays prior to bedtime.