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B Magazine, Andrew Biggs, Published on 08/10/2017
» Talk about bad timing. Prime Minister Prayut Chan-o-cha's visit to the United States couldn't have come at a worse time. Watching the seven-minute hurried press conference wasn't just cringeworthy; in a weird way, I even felt sorry for our PM.
B Magazine, Andrew Biggs, Published on 26/06/2016
» Affable Bangkok Governor Sukhumbhand Paribatra eschews the "f" word. He's made it clear that from now on, he never wants to hear it again.
B Magazine, Andrew Biggs, Published on 02/02/2014
» I was part of an extraordinary event that took place last Monday in exactly the same spot a brutal murder was committed just 24 hours previous.
B Magazine, Andrew Biggs, Published on 15/12/2013
» Every single problem that arises in the administration of the Kingdom of Thailand can be traced back to this simple situationWell I'm back from the States ... anything happen in the two weeks I was away?
B Magazine, Andrew Biggs, Published on 08/12/2013
» I am typing this column in subzero temperatures on the other side of the world.
B Magazine, Andrew Biggs, Published on 14/11/2010
» Until recently there was a big billboard on the side of the expressway going to Bang Na. ''Make your life better,'' it shouted out to motorists in stark Thai lettering. ''Buy our stainless steel products.''
B Magazine, Andrew Biggs, Published on 11/07/2010
» Conventional wisdom has it that a blink of an eye lasts 400 milliseconds. For me, it is more like three months. That’s how I feel as I pack my two meagre suitcases to leave the bustling, crazy world of Los Angeles for the bustling, crazy world of Bangkok. There are people to farewell, tequila bars to visit, dinners to attend, and tequila bars to visit — did I repeat myself just then? There’s been the quick trip up to Hollywood Boulevard to buy tacky souvenirs.
Brunch, Andrew Biggs, Published on 20/06/2010
» I am not a bus person. I do trains, planes, and people movers with ease and enthusiasm, but buses arouse the dark silhouette of despair that sleeps fitfully in my stomach, waking to attention the moment my backside hits the bus seat. I don't go around advertising this fact; the last time I casually mentioned it was in Sydney trying to find a way to get from Bondi to the casino.
Brunch, Andrew Biggs, Published on 13/06/2010
» Los Angeles International Airport. That's where your weekly correspondent is seated at present, at Gate 46A, waiting amid the myriad Americans for my flight to Washington DC. And I am thinking about weight loss.