Who Is The Black Chinaman?

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Kuala Belait, Brunei
Saving someone's life is like falling in love. The best drug in the world. For days, sometimes weeks afterwards, you walk the streets, making infinite whatever you see. Once, for a few weeks, I couldn't feel the earth - everything I touched became lighter. Horns played in my shoes. Flowers fell from my pockets. You wonder if you've become immortal, as if you've saved your own life as well. God has passed through you. Why deny it, that for a moment there - why deny that for a moment there, God was you? I realised that my training was useful in less than ten percent of the calls, and saving lives was rarer than that. After a while, I grew to understand that my role was less about saving lives than about bearing witness. I was a grief mop. It was enough that I simply turned up. Living and working back in Brunei, after a 14 year absence... Also known as: Brunei, NASA, Bruise-Eye, Bru, Cheesecake, Nick, BruNick, BruMedNick, Two Step etc etc etc

Sunday, 21 December 2003

Just a quick update for now...I've got an early morning to get to later...

My parents got home today...and I finally had my first real "Family Time" in juat about a year...and I was glad it happened...everyone was telling stories about what they have done during the year, showed my parents the pictures from Fiji and all the little bits and pieces that I've collected...and they also came bearing little "gifts"; I've now got a web cam installed...and at the moment I'm field testing it with Kate...and so far it's working pretty alright...

My dad's in excellent health, he was moving about, though slowly, and was, well, as my mum put it...full of life...which sounds promissing...

I'll have to leave it here for now...it's midnight, and I've promised my parents I'll be off then...

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