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B Magazine, Andrew Biggs, Published on 20/08/2017
» The phone number was not one I knew, but still I took the call. "This is immigration police … we'd like to make a time to see you." Would such a phone call initially have given you a chill down your spine as it did with me? I may live a life as chaste as Mother Teresa but I still feel a sudden surge of guilt.
B Magazine, Andrew Biggs, Published on 21/08/2016
» It has been a week of addiction and idiocy, as your columnist comes to grips with one of the grossest wastes of time he has experienced since standing in line for Krispy Kreme doughnuts when they first opened here in 2010.
B Magazine, Andrew Biggs, Published on 24/01/2016
» Last week your columnist reported from the safety of his luxurious room at the Avani Atrium Hotel on New Phetchaburi Road, Bangkok, where he lamented the decline of the area’s red-light district of a quarter of a century ago. Lamented? Hardly. But that is beside the point.
B Magazine, Andrew Biggs, Published on 27/09/2015
» The letter arrived on a cloudy afternoon. By the time I’d read it, the skies had opened up and thunder crashed about my home. It was from the Pak Kret police station. I’d been clocked going over the speed limit.
B Magazine, Andrew Biggs, Published on 16/03/2014
» I am due to board a domestic flight from Don Mueang airport in an hour and as I arrive at the check-in counter I receive a phone call.