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one and a half cheers for the UNFPA. we will be working together again, everyone who needs to say yes has said so, but the person writing the contract has run off somewhere and we have no idea when he's coming back. so it goes. it's not fatal, it's just a delay. but following a planning meeting for the project (on youth policy and youth situation and needs in several countries of eastern Europe and the CIS) next week, i will be heading back home. so pretty soon, probably late next week.
needless to say, wisdom prevailed at the European Youth Forum and dictated they not exploit me in Brussels for six months, so that scare is over.
there is turnover of younger people in this UN environment, and the super special cohort with which i coincided seems to have pretty much moved on (a particularly nice bunch, according to those who have seen several come and go). there are a couple of very special people left, but i think there's also a (self-defensive) mechanism that kicks in part way through a limited stay like this at which point you (i) stop being interested in making such close friendships. i guess one is forced to at the beginnings. blah. i miss those who have left.
oli, it was wicked to see you. we went to budapest for some next level shit with the obnoxious josy, ending up going to turkish baths at two in the morning for an unforgettable couple of hours. not that much happened, it was just - hot, and cold, and sulphurous. Turkish baths, as in, built by Ottomen in the sixteenth century after Christ rather reduced the Jewish population. (Actually I have no evidence for that, cookies for anyone to find corroboration or refutation.) it makes me want to see what they have at ladywell leisure centre. (how did my lewisham lovelies fail to let me know the pool campaign was successful? lewishame on you.) and the tuna thing was well next level eaten cold.
i also want to say a big thank you to oli for his megassistance in helping me get home in a manageable way, by taking Stuff back. i should now be able to get everything back home in one go.
and if anyone can think of a good name for a toy that is a doll's house (for boys) which turns into a castle (for girls), suggestions in comments. thanks.
there is a long way to go before we achieve gender equality, or better the revolutionary rebalancing of priorities of which said would form part. onward, chris'n soldiers.
needless to say, wisdom prevailed at the European Youth Forum and dictated they not exploit me in Brussels for six months, so that scare is over.
there is turnover of younger people in this UN environment, and the super special cohort with which i coincided seems to have pretty much moved on (a particularly nice bunch, according to those who have seen several come and go). there are a couple of very special people left, but i think there's also a (self-defensive) mechanism that kicks in part way through a limited stay like this at which point you (i) stop being interested in making such close friendships. i guess one is forced to at the beginnings. blah. i miss those who have left.
oli, it was wicked to see you. we went to budapest for some next level shit with the obnoxious josy, ending up going to turkish baths at two in the morning for an unforgettable couple of hours. not that much happened, it was just - hot, and cold, and sulphurous. Turkish baths, as in, built by Ottomen in the sixteenth century after Christ rather reduced the Jewish population. (Actually I have no evidence for that, cookies for anyone to find corroboration or refutation.) it makes me want to see what they have at ladywell leisure centre. (how did my lewisham lovelies fail to let me know the pool campaign was successful? lewishame on you.) and the tuna thing was well next level eaten cold.
i also want to say a big thank you to oli for his megassistance in helping me get home in a manageable way, by taking Stuff back. i should now be able to get everything back home in one go.
and if anyone can think of a good name for a toy that is a doll's house (for boys) which turns into a castle (for girls), suggestions in comments. thanks.
there is a long way to go before we achieve gender equality, or better the revolutionary rebalancing of priorities of which said would form part. onward, chris'n soldiers.
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