Author Archives: Paul Davey

About Paul Davey

I’m Paul from Bristol, England. I am an IELTS tutor available for face-to-face classes in Taipei and Skype classes anywhere in the world. I'm based in Yonghe, New Taipei City — very close to Taipei. I have been teaching for many years and I am good at it. I’m patient and never tire of correcting students’ mistakes. I know many good ways for students to learn quickly and make a lot of progress in a short time. You won’t be wasting your money. I especially know the difficulties faced by Chinese speakers, and I know how to overcome these difficulties. IELTS is my primary concern and over the years I have taught hundreds of students in the UK, Hong Kong, Taiwan, and other spots around the world. I know what the examiners look for and I know how to increase your band and get the grade you need to make your dream come true. I have been blogging about IELTS for about a decade. I started my first website in 2007, before beginning to blog at IELTS Tutor on the Hello UK website. Now I blog only at IELTS in Taiwan and Around the World. I majored in Environmental Sciences at the University of East Anglia, UK, graduating with a bachelor’s degree (2/1 with honours). I obtained my language-teaching qualification in 2006, which is accredited by the Royal College of Teachers. Before I began teaching, I worked in a software company in the UK, writing and selling software solutions. After teaching for many years I took a five-year break to run my own retailing business. Following that adventure, I returned to full-time teaching. For the last 11 years, I’ve been in Taiwan, where in addition to my IELTS work, I have taught corporate classes at Taipei Bank, Pfizer, and Chinese Petroleum Corporation (CPC, Taiwan). I have interests in many fields including travel, literature, science and history.

Hunter S. Thompson and Scratching the Surface.

Whatever the ballpoint does, it’s just scratching on the surface. ‘The voice of his generation,’ trumpeted the blurb on the back cover of a dog-eared Hunter. S. Thompson collection of letters. This sentence and its accompanying bombastic hyperbole spun my … Continue reading

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Pedalling Taipei

Roadside insurance claims: Blood money Summer was an overripe melon that year; it dropped heavily and without warning and flattened everything beneath it. But that wasn’t unusual, here in Taipei: seasons don’t slowly fade into each other in the subtropics; … Continue reading

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Tryin’ to Get to Mexico

Part 1: North into the Jaws of El Nino I was still cold from the night on the sodden earth and the spitting rain looked like it would wax into torrents. I got off my bicycle. “Let’s turn back south,” … Continue reading

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At the River Kwai

One-way Ticket Gracefully, a smiling, blue-shirted employee of the Royal Thai State Railway proffered a ticket over the counter. Victor Offord, gruff and unshaven, snatched it back through the semicircular hole in the Perspex that separated the two of them. … Continue reading

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O’Keefe’s Dog Day

The company man’s GRV Corp. tie clip clanked against the smoked window of his car, a  company car, as he stooped to unlock the door. He’d had the electronic key disabled after successfully copying the signal into his own home-made … Continue reading

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Paul S. Davey (writer and traveller)

Several decades ago, snow-fresh sober, I heard a chattering telling me that I needed to fix things — break through the ice and trudge off. Perhaps it was the voice of Buddha-like Marlow, Conrad’s narrator drawing me into the Heart … Continue reading

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The Fate of Ivan Bidditch

For no other reason than a profound taste for the absurd, Ivan Bidditch liked to trace back the important events in his life and discover the preposterous coincidences on which they depended. At twelve … At eighteen, he landed his … Continue reading

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Urban Betel Adventure: Sex, Drugs, and Spitting

I like those stories in which adventurers go off into the Mexican desert in search of Indian shamans and ancient peyote rituals. Unfortunately, I was staying in Taipei at the time and so my foray into an indigenous drug culture … Continue reading

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Saigon Gary

“You looking for a room?” came the sandpaper voice from above. I looked up and saw an old man, Western and worn, hanging out of a second-floor window. “Yes,” I replied, arching my neck further. “Try the owner of the … Continue reading

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The Collector

Ting, ting. The horizontal man twitched at the first ring and jumped up at the second; his naked feet stood snugly where his body had just lain, on a hand-woven carpet: Konya, Turkey, 1963. Carpets were still cheap in ’63, … Continue reading

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