Money matters:
Graham Macdonald MBMG International Ltd.
Fawlty Finances, part 1
Sometimes we like to take these articles into uncharted
territory, publishing ground breaking ideas and pushing the envelope beyond the
limits of mankind’s intellectual discovery processes to date. At others we’re
quite happy just to engage in what Basil Fawlty called “majoring in stating the
bleeding obvious”. Today will be one of the latter.
Halifax Financial Services’ latest research indicates that the last decade has
been a great time to be rich. They don’t actually point out any bad decades to
have been rich but their view is based around the facts that earnings growth for
this period has been running at well above twice the rate of price inflation and
that income among the 20% wealthiest households has risen 42% (as opposed to
typical household income up by 39.5%) since 1997, compared to average price
growth of 18.2% over that period.
Our view is that it has undoubtedly been a period of prosperity, characterised,
like almost every period of prosperity, by greater concentration of the benefits
of that prosperity in the hands of the most prosperous. Halifax research team
clearly thinks it sounds neater to say that it’s been a ‘great time to be rich’.
One slight cloud on the horizon of the so-called mass-affluent (we hate those
de-humanising labels that make it easier for large institutions to sell all
their clients equally short of service by reducing them to the most average
common denominator) has been education costs, which have risen 87% over the past
ten years with rising school fees and the introduction of a new regime for
university fees. In fact, bringing up a child could cost up to £150,000 in the
UK according to Invesco Perpetual who suggest that parents should consider a
long-term investment plan to help ease the burden of this (if you want private
education for your children from two years of age until twenty two then it is at
least double this cost).
Actually this makes a lot of sense - raising a child in the UK only costs
parents upwards of £46 a week - an average total of £43,056 if the child is
dependent until the age of 18. However, add in education costs, that becomes
£150,000. Education costs tend to fall into 2 categories - private schooling
(mainly from 13-18) and assistance with further or higher education after age
18.
The idea of also getting grandparents to plan their affairs tax-efficiently so
that money goes to the grandkids educations rather than to the coffers of HMRC
is also worthwhile and, of course, the new de minimis of pension regulations
mean that UK-resident minors can have pension plans almost as soon as they are
born. For expatriates the costs are of course generally far higher but in many
cases employers provide assistance with pre-university fees. Also bearing out
what many parents know to be true, Invesco Perpetual’s earth-shattering research
reveals that the older a child gets, the more they cost - a child aged one year
currently costs £45.50 a week on average, while a child aged 17 to 18 costs £56!
Housing, which has been the second most rapidly rising national cost of the past
ten years, has had a disproportionately smaller effect on the rich, however, who
(represented by the top 20% of earners) only pay out 8% of their annual income
on housing costs, compared to 11% among the general public (although of course
the Pound amounts are higher for the top 20%).
“The affluent classes have seen their earnings rise by more than twice the
increase in prices over the past decade ... They have also become better-off
compared to the typical household... While affluent families are more likely to
feel the burden of rapidly rising private school fees and higher university
tuition costs than other households, other factors are helping to keep affluent
class inflation rates down,” said Halifax chief economist Tim Crawford.
Interesting report, both in terms of the data and what it reveals about
Halifax’s views on personal service and client segmentation. Last year we, at
MBMG wrote a lengthy article the beginning of which I’ll quote below:
“Some time ago we were somewhat astonished when we read that many offshore
private banks are finding it difficult to continue providing specialist
investment and banking services to the ‘medium-wealthy’. The initial cause of
our discomfort was the term ‘medium wealthy’. It’s long been a pillar of faith
with us that while all wealth may be relative, the single most important factor
is that to the individual concerned it’s generally extremely important. Whether
it’s Bill Gates needing to ensure that the IRR on his assets is adequate to
ensure that he retains his primacy as the world’s richest individual while
continuing to generously fund his and Melinda’s charitable endeavours or whether
it’s someone in rural Thailand eking out a subsistence wage to be able to feed
the family, for every individual’s own reasons, wealth is usually extremely
important to each and every one of us. It is just too important to be simply
boxed and categorised as HNW (High Net Worth), MW (Medium Wealthy) or the most
appalling classification that we’ve seen used by any of the major banks, NWP
(Not Worth Pursuing).”
That’s not to say that silk purses can be made out of cow’s ears but some
solutions can usually be implemented at most levels of income that can help to
improve an individual’s financial planning. Our Thai financial planning teams
start offering schemes at just THB 2,000 per month, whereas offshore a monthly
savings plan can be established for as little as GBP 50 per month. However, in
terms of real wealth management (i.e. managing wealth that has already been
created) a critical mass is, to some extent, required. Any finance company,
whilst it should be recognised that certain minimum criteria have to apply to
certain transactions, will always do its utmost to create highly personalised
solutions for all investors. The process of quantifying clients needs in terms
of liquidity, risk profile, tax-efficiency, required returns and a whole host of
other variables that are extremely personal to each individual investor, is
extremely time-consuming and intensive. The outcome of this process relies on
finding a suitable solution for each individual need.
For as little as AUD 5,000, solutions can be fashioned that are acceptable to
many investors. For as little as GBP 25,000 platforms can be utilised that
create highly personalised portfolios. For just EUR 400,000 or USD 500,000 we
believe that it’s possible to create the very best portfolio that any investor
can buy - above that the only differences might be slightly reduced net charges.
However, it appears that we are far from being the norm. The business strategies
developed by banks at the height of the equity bull market, which relied on
healthy revenues from portfolio management services, have proved to be
unsustainable. This has caused many well-known banking names to drastically
re-work their ways of doing business and, in some cases, to completely withdraw
from providing any services at all but to the very wealthy.
To be continued…
The above data and research was compiled from sources
believed to be reliable. However, neither MBMG International Ltd nor its
officers can accept any liability for any errors or omissions in the above
article nor bear any responsibility for any losses achieved as a result of any
actions taken or not taken as a consequence of reading the above article. For
more information please contact Graham Macdonald on
[email protected]@mbmg-international.com.com
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Snap Shots: by Harry Flashman
Want to be an ‘Events’ photographer?
This
is the time of year for ‘events’, and if you have a half decent camera,
you will be asked to take photographs at events and not just in the
festive season. Happy Xmas! Happy Anniversary! Happy Birthday!
Congratulations on your engagement, graduation, marriage, baptism!
Congratulations on the divorce! Have a great vacation! It just goes on.
Every week there will be some sort of celebration. Now have a look in
your own family album and you will undoubtedly get all sorts of memories
- here’s Gary when he graduated, Bill’s birthday, Wanda’s wedding or
even Felix’s funeral.
For all these people, the event is an important milestone in their
lives, in some way or another, and so the event deserves to be recorded
properly. And guess what, you can’t do it with one shot. It takes a
sequence of shots.
So to make sure that you can get the event in its entirety, here are a
few hints. The secret is to start long before you get to the event venue
and sit down and make yourself a list. A checklist, in fact. What you
have to remember at all times, is just what is this event all about? Let
us assume that the party you are going to record is a birthday. Here’s
what you should be thinking about.
What do you need to show? Firstly you have to show that it is a
birthday, not just any old party. Secondly you have to feature the
person whose birthday it is. Thirdly you have to show who came to
celebrate the birthday and fourthly any significant gifts that were
received. Not even Henri Cartier-Bresson would be able to get all that
lot into one photograph!
It should go without saying that you have checked your camera, it does
work, you have spare film or memory stick/card and you do have spare
batteries for the flash. Here is the type of list I would draw up if
taking photographs for your child’s birthday:
1. Shot of birthday boy looking at a birthday card (close up - this
gives the visual clue that it is a birthday)
2. Birthday boy opening present (close up - more clues)
3. As above with parents and friends standing around (wide angle shot)
4. Mother placing candles on birthday cake (classic clue)
5. Father lighting candles
6. Blowing out the candles (close up - an absolute “must”)
7. General shots of people singing and clapping
8. Happy time shots
Note that all these shots are designed to set the scene, show the
participants and nominate the “star”. There are varied shots, some close
up, some group shots and together they make a package called “Billy’s
Birthday”.
Probably one of the most important items to remember is my adage - “Walk
several meters closer!” When people are just small dots, you cannot pick
out who they were, several months later. Do not be afraid to walk in
close - this one factor alone will result in much better pictures.
For many of the shots, you will also have to be prepared, because when
the action happens at an event, it can happen very quickly. For example,
blowing out the candles. You can’t say, “Sorry, I wasn’t ready. Can you
do it again please?” The name of the game is to know what you need to
shoot, and be ready for it.
Now when you come to put them in the family album, you have a nice group
of pictures which many years later will continue to say “Billy’s
Birthday”, unmistakably. And you made it happen photographically. Well
done!
So next time you are going to photograph an important event, plan your
shots, take them deliberately according to the plan and be amazed at how
much better your results will be!
One final word of warning. When you have become the ‘official’
photographer for any event, you cannot be the life and soul of the party
until you have taken all the shots on your list. You are being relied
upon to come home with the goods. You can’t do it with a belly full of
gin and tonics!
Modern Medicine:
by Dr. Iain Corness, Consultant
And a pox on your chickens!
With Bird Flu from chickens being a present threat, I felt
that this week we should review another chicken disease. Chicken pox! This
was brought home to me when I picked up my laundry and Madame Laundry
paraded this child in front of me, covered in the characteristic spots.
Of course, chicken pox (AKA Varicella) is not really caused by chickens, nor
even carried by them. Chicken pox is a common disease caused by the
varicella zoster virus which is a member of the herpes virus family. It is
very contagious and all communities experience epidemics.
A few years back there was a real outbreak in Thailand, with 22,833 patients
with the complaint between January and May. This nasty condition never
actually leaves the community, lying quiet for a while and then attacking in
epidemic proportions. Make no mistake about this one, it is a most
aggressive disease that sweeps through schools and institutions and while
generally a disease of children, it can attack adults too with devastating
results.
The varicella zoster virus is known for the characteristic chickenpox
lesions. These come out very quickly after an initial period of vague
symptoms such as fever and aches in muscles and joints. The lesions
(vesicles) are very superficial on the skin and grow like a mini-Vesuvius,
burst and then crust over. That cycle of events takes around four days, but
new crops of vesicles come up in waves in the first three or four days, so
you can have some vesicles growing bigger while earlier ones are drying up
and crusting over.
The vesicles generally come out on the trunk and face first, but can spread
to all over the body and even inside the mouth and on the tongue. Now while
scarring is always a worry for the Mums of this world, there are far worse
effects from this little virus. There is a distinct possibility of an
encephalitis in older children and adults can actually develop a varicella
pneumonia. Pregnant women who get chickenpox also run the risk of infecting
the unborn child, and this can run as high as 10 percent. Very often,
especially if the child scratches the lesions, there can be an added
infection by an opportunistic bacterium on top of the viral lesions, so you
get a double problem.
So what do you do when chickenpox is doing the rounds? The first thing is to
keep away from those who have the disease. It is highly contagious and is
spread by inhalation of micro droplets in the air, or by direct contact with
weeping vesicles. In a family, this means that little Johnny gets his own
towel that no-one else must use and a bed-time kiss is strictly forbidden.
Calomine lotion does help with itchy and weeping vesicles and trim the
fingernails in young children to lessen the chances of scratching. With very
little ones, I even suggest putting their hands in socks, just as you do
with little babies.
If the temperature is raised (more than 37.5 Celsius) then a little
paracetamol will help (but not aspirin as this drug should not be used with
children), and if there is the “super-infection” by a bacterium it will be
necessary for your doctor to prescribe an appropriate antibiotic.
The other important duty that you have as a parent is do not send little
Johnny back to school until the very last vesicle has dried up. This is
generally around a week to ten days, but is so important in trying to stop
the epidemic.
The other nasty part of this virus is that it lies dormant in your system
and can strike back many years later as Shingles, or as we medico’s call it,
Herpes Zoster. No, chickenpox is not fun, and to those of you who are
struggling with it right now, you have my sympathies.
However, we do have a varicella vaccine these days, and vaccination is
recommended from about 12 months of age. Like all vaccination programs, this
will radically reduce the impact of epidemics.
Heart to Heart with Hillary
Dear Hillary,
Week after week, month after month and year after year you have provided me
and my darling Thai wife with so much amusement. Your advice to the lovelorn
or the ripped off is so pithy and funny. It is a pity that you haven’t
compiled them all into a manual for males visiting Pattaya for the first
time. The instance I quote below is one of your best efforts yet.
“Just wear your wallet on a rope around your neck with the contents plainly
displayed (large denomination notes are recommended) and you’ll have them
hanging off you like flies on one of those sticky paper rolls. By the way,
Tatt, if a lady has a tattoo on her breast is that a tatt for tit? Ooh, I am
naughty today!”
It reminds me of the old Pattaya story of the fat, old, homely, non Thai
speaking visitor who proved he was as attractive as the athletic, young
tattooed competition in the bar. He did this simply by sticking a 1000 baht
note to the perspiration on his head, the young ladies previously collected
around the young spunk quickly relocated.
Keep it up Hillary, you’re a gem. We, my lady and I, wish you a Merry
Christmas and a Champagne and Chocolate New Year.
David (Western Australia)
Dear David and his darling Thai wife,
Thank you for the Xmas and New Year’s greetings. Next time stick them to a
bottle of Yellow, that nice Aussie ‘methode Champenoise’ which you should be
able to get hold of in Western Australia. And thank you for again reminding
me it is Xmas, the annual celebration dedicated to the patron saint of
commerce. As I go into Tesco-Lotus and hear Xmas carols I shudder. It is as
appropriate as Tesco’s in the UK or Myer in Australia playing Buddhist
chants at the end of May for Visakha Bucha. Or am I just getting cranky
because there’s no groaning table with magnums of champagne with labels
attached saying “For Dear Sweet Hillary”?
Dear Hillary,
Regarding that fellow called Rolex who was complaining about Thai people
never being on time, does he never stop to think that maybe that’s the
reason Thai people are happy? By forgetting about the time, they have more
of it (time) to play in. Perhaps if Rolex threw his Rolex away, he might
enjoy life a little more too.
Sundial
Dear Sundial,
What a wonderful device was the sundial. No moving parts and would last for
ever. Its only drawback was when you wanted to tell the time at night.
However, getting back to Rolex’ problem. He was complaining that he had to
hang around waiting for people with whom he had made appointments, and was
getting drunk drinking beers waiting. I must say I got the feeling that he
measured time using the Heineken scale, rather than minutes or seconds.
All Thais will admit that they are not driven by “time” the way farangs base
their life on it, so being punctual does not have the same urgency. Being a
little more relaxed in the Land of Smiles will make life easier. If Rolex
must keep waiting time to a minimum, then perhaps call for the starting time
of the meeting to be 20 minutes before he expects it to begin. That’s one
Heineken less. In fact, why not make it an hour? That’s three Heinekens
less.
Dear Hillary,
Have you noticed all the “work” that has been done in our cities recently? I
move around a lot with my job and the traffic is just hopeless everywhere in
Thailand these days, not just in Bangkok, where it has been hopeless for
years. In Chiang Mai there appears to be endless work going on tearing up
the footpaths and putting them back down again. Then tear them up again, and
so on. In Pattaya they are not happy with just the footpaths, they tear up
the whole road, lay concrete, produce instant traffic jams and then move on
to the next road. In Jomtien they tore up the footpath, laid bricks, then
built another pavement and then laid another concrete pathway as well and
then erected ornamental lights every five meters. Not satisfied with that,
they then decided to widen the road to make it six lanes wide. Is this part
of a national plot, or just national madness?
Rot Dit Ron
Dear Rot Dit Ron,
I doubt if it is part of a national traffic scam or an orchestrated plot, we
leave that to the Generals, but it is certainly being done as a sure fire
way to cut down the road toll. Stationary cars can’t run over pedestrians.
It also keeps the concrete industry very healthy, and the road construction
business is having a boom time. Not that anyone in the decision making
offices has any interests in road construction, bricks, electric light poles
or concrete. I did inquire about the six lane superhighway to Jomtien for
you - it seems that someone important was held up under the overpass of
Pattaya Third Road, and it was decided to make it six lanes, to carry the
eight lanes of traffic that comes down from Bangkok every Xmas. You might
have to find an alternative transport system. Have you considered investing
in a helicopter?
Learn to Live to Learn: with Andrew Watson
Paris in the Autumn
There was a stiff, clinical, wintry chill in
the autumn air that frankly, took my breath away. I was taken a
little bit by surprise and had to check my geographical and
mental compasses. Now, I know Paris is getting towards northern
Europe and everything, but having just been in London, where I
had felt the last vestige of an Indian summer warm my back, I
felt I was entitled to more of the same. But then, as I alighted
at Place de Clichy in the heart of Montmartre, my heart was
warmed by a Friday night lit up with the passion of Paris,
illuminated by what seemed like a thousand coloured candles
stretching in reverence towards the spiritual and artistic heart
of this great city.
The
heart of Paris, the Arc de Triomphe.
From the air, Paris sparkles, rues and avenues criss-crossing,
pulsating around her throbbing golden heart, the Arc de
Triomphe. From twenty thousand feet, the Seine could be measured
only by the absence of light; her infinite darkness serving only
to accentuate the brilliance of all around her. The Stade de
France was alight this night, an awesome vision indeed and an
appropriate colosseum for the Gladiators of today; only days
before it had played host to the Rugby World Cup Final in which
South Africa ground out a deserved victory against the best of
English beef (don’t mention the disallowed try).
The morning burst quiet and clear and blue and I was out of the
door of my rather splendidly plush lodgings with the lark.
Before the traffic had a chance to accrue, whilst Friday night
worked its way out of Parisians’ dizzy heads, it was as if I had
the city to myself.
Through
the lattice, all was cool, winter blue.
I took a drive south down Rue de Rome, past St-Lazare with its
very Gallic “turtle” metro entrance. The traffic lights at this
hour were but a superfluous addition and in my condition of
contented reverie, I had little inclination to obey French law.
Rue Tronchet opened the way to Rue Royale and one of the most
impressive city-sights anywhere on earth: Place de la Concorde.
Separating the infinitely romantic Tuilerie Gardens from the
beginning of the Champs Elysées, Louis XV’s architect Jacques
Ange Gabriel began construction in 1754 and completed it in
1763. Its beauty hides a dark secret; it became “Place de la
Révolution” and Madame Guillotine mercilessly removed the heads
of Louis XVI, Marie-Antoinette, Danton, Robespierre, and 2800
others here between 1793 and 1795. It is said that the smell of
blood was so strong that a herd of cattle refused to cross the
place.
A statue of Louis XV, which once held centre stage, removed
during the Revolution, was replaced by the Obelisk of Luxor,
courtesy of the viceroy of Egypt, Mohamed Ali. Its sister
stands, less gloriously, on the embankment of the Thames, in
London.
I buzzed along the banks of “La Rive Gauche”, past the military
majesty of “Les Invalides”. Round the bend in a trice and the
full wonder of the Eiffel Tower was in view, this vast
conglomeration of 15,000 iron pieces (excluding rivets) and
forty tons of paint. The shape of the tower, all 1652
steps-worth of it, I was reliably informed, was determined by
mathematical calculation involving wind resistance. It swings
over a foot at the top in strong winds. In empathy, I swung
right, towards the austere crescent of the neo-classicist
Trocadero, accelerating now, both soft-top and pedal down. It
was exhilarating.
Avenue Kléber is one of the twelve pulmonary avenues leading in
and out of the Arc de Triomphe, pumping life through the city. I
travelled up it at “more than average speed” towards that
excitable motorist’s heaven and roared onto the roundabout.
Other vehicles were but lace curtains in the path of my bullet
and I tore in appropriately Parisian fashion round and around
and around. Charles Aznavour was crooning “The Old Fashioned
Way” on the radio and the sun was twinkling through the bronzed
leaves of the Champs Elysées. All I needed was a beautiful woman
by my side. I turned to my right and there she was; as indeed
she had been all along. Her presence on a day like today was
absolutely essential. Indeed, it was ever thus in Paris, city of
lovers.
Cruising down the Champs Elysées, the inevitable odour of coffee
and croissants swept into our senses. It was time for an
infusion. Vesuvio Café was our spot, as we engaged in one of the
quintessential Parisian past-times – people watching. My, they
dress well, my they move well, all elegance and coiffured
confidence. Such attention to aesthetic detail. And the coffee’s
great.
On the road again. No visit to Paris could feasibly exclude at
least one Art Gallery. My last visit to the mother of all
galleries, the Louvre, had been pre-pyramid. Hitherto, my
favourite had been the Musée D’Orsay, the former train station
turned Impressionist temple (here’s a clue by the way, when
visiting D’Orsay: head straight for the fifth floor, or you’ll
never reach Van Gogh’s “Starry Night” or the simply sensational
Salon dedicated to Odilon Redon). But now, entering The Louvre
via its subterranean avenue, I was awe-struck. God bless the
architects of this immaculate sanctuary, fitting home to some of
history’s most perfect works of art. The Pyramide Inversée
sprinkled the spectrum on to our faces and the smooth marble all
around. Above, through the lattice, all was cool, winter blue.
I found myself in front of Da Vinci’s “Virgin and the Rocks”
with all its chiaroscuro and observed it in a new light, with
Dan Brown’s “Da Vinci Code” fresh in my mind. Down the corridor
a bit and to the right is the centre piece of the Denon
Collection, “La Gioconda”, better known as the Mona Lisa. It was
early still, but there was a crowd of pilgrims gathered around,
set back as protocol demands, a good distance from the canvas.
It was good to see her again, but for me, there was someone
still more special around the next corner; someone who had
brought painting to life for me and perhaps, had much to do with
me becoming a painter. “Size and scale are not synonymous,” I
was once taught, but the hopelessly romantic Delacroix puts this
to the sword. I stood smiling in front of the 4 x 5 metre “The
Death of Sardanapal” and remembered his words which resonated
with me so powerfully then as now; “Black is death to the
artist”. Indeed. Delacroix and Paris, a perfect marriage. For a
few glorious moments, nothing else mattered.
Next week: On the Road Again
Doc English, the Language Doctor: Skills your child can use to
read and decipher new words
Hello and welcome! This week we include a whole bucket load of
tips and techniques for teaching your children English at home.
Last week we talked about how to encourage your child to talk
and discuss stories during and after they have read. This week
we look at skills your child can use to read and ‘decipher’
(read and understand) new words and we’ll concentrate on the
story text.
If your child is very young, or has a very basic grasp of
English, they may need to learn the ‘letter sounds’ (phonemes).
A good way to do this is to visit ‘phonics’ websites such as
www.starfall .com or www.bbc.co.uk/schools, which include games
and activities for learning individual letter sounds and sound
combinations. These sites are very good for developing your
child’s letter recognition, reading and listening skills. If you
sit with your child and talk about what you see on screen, then
these activities can also be good for practicing speaking
skills.
As your child reads, get them to break a word down into
individual sounds (e.g. c-a-t) and help blend the sounds
together to form the word (c+at). Notice the initial, middle and
end sounds. Be patient and don’t make your child read every word
as they will quickly get bored. Concentrate on the smaller words
first of all and later on progress to longer words. Books
containing words of no more than 1 or 2 syllables are best to
start with. Read the same book over a few times, perhaps once
every night for a few nights. Each time find a different aspect
of the story to talk about so it does not get boring.
If a word continues to be a problem, write it down on a
‘flashcard’ and stick it on the bedroom wall, or collect a
number of ‘tricky’ words and play ‘word bingo’ with them at the
end of the week.
Ensure your child understands the meaning of the word they are
reading. For older children, encourage them to look up new words
in a dictionary, so as to encourage them to discover the meaning
of new words independently. Try to find a good quality
dictionary, as cheaper ones can contain errors. Younger children
can start with a picture dictionary. Talking dictionaries can
also be beneficial.
Encourage your child to notice the shape of new words, the
number of syllables and how the word begins or ends. Think of
words you know that rhyme with the new word, or different words
with a similar meaning. Help your child create their own mini
dictionary and record new words in alphabetical order. Most
importantly, provide a continual stream of praise as your child
reads and don’t over-correct. Ask questions to ensure your child
understands what they’re reading and take time to discuss the
detail in illustrations. Encourage your child to look for
‘picture clues’ within the illustrations that might help them
better understand what they have read.
Choose books on a similar theme each month (e.g. animals,
families, fairytales, poems, etc.) so that children do not have
to learn a whole new set of words every time they read. Ideally,
each time they read, the text should be just slightly higher
than their current language level. There should be just a few
new words each time for them to learn. This way, your child will
progress gradually without feeling like they are climbing a
brick wall.
Finally, know when to quit. If your child is getting bored or
frustrated, throw in the towel and choose to read another day,
or switch the book if the story is becoming too boring. Play a
game, such as ‘eye spy’ with the book, or ‘hangman’. Draw and
label a picture of a character or scene from the story, or dress
up and role play the story together.
I hope you found these tips useful. Next week we take a break
from reading and discuss ways of encouraging your child to speak
in English at home. Remember, you can send your questions or
suggestions to me via the Pattaya Mail, or you can email me at
docenglishpattaya @gmail.com. Hope to hear from you soon!
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