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Lunch at the beach cafe and restaurant in cha am,chicken cashew is really good here.

Issan restaurant off soi 94.

Last night's dinner at Robin Hood. Lamb and mint pie,Beef dripping chips and Tom Yum Gung

Today's lunch,red pepper hummus with cucumber on Scottish oatcakes,nice but messy.

Chilling at cha am beach.

Chinese for dinner...

Pizza from Waitrose which I added onion, mushrooms, tomatoes and garlic along with a few different herbs and some Sriracha sauce. Give it a bit of extra flavour.

Bit of a snack in the EVA lounge.

How about the " 3 stacked" Secrets pancakes in the morning after a "bender" from the night before? Sept 2017 picture. ....Just a side note, still to this day, when I stayed at Secrets, the Lasagna that chef made, was outstanding. Never forgot how good that was.

Some from cha am today.

Revisiting this old thread after being back in the UK for a few weeks. On the whole I've really enjoyed it. Taking time out of Thailand has made me realise how good the day to day life is there. Downside to the UK for me is the spiralling cost of living. Feel for young people locked out of the housing market as interest rates have risen, and property values have continued to rise. Realise more so now how lucky I am to be able to pick up, affordable quality rental accommodation. Back to the burning heat next month 😀 are there any cooler climates in Asia in April/May that are good to escape to?

On my 4th MY beer here on Soi7, let the fun begin.

Too late to edit so I'll clarify here.. 1. It wasn't an Annual Registration but Initial Registration on to the "New" digital Network. This is why everybody in the village was turning up. 2. It is true that they couldn't register me because Farang ID Cards don't have a chip. The reason it didn't matter is because I was only recently issued my ID Card so was already on the "New" system..

A four egg monster - gone wild. maters, onions, garlic, ham & cheese ---------------------

A number of years ago (8 ?), before I had a Thai Bank Account, I would use XE to send a little cash to the lady who later became the Mrs. On one transaction XE held it and I had to call them. Some minor office clerk (probably a Magatard) had held the transaction because of the first name of the person I was sending a little money to. The Mrs has one of those Thai lady names that ends in "porn". This is not unusual. Anyway I get on the phone with this moron and she starts grilling me. I ask for her boss and she joins the call. At one point I hear the boss groan a little and mutter "are you trying to get us sued?". Finally I ask where their office is located and they say LA. I say "ok you probably have a person of Thai decent working in your office. Please ask them about the name". They call some guy and ask him to come to their meeting room. He verifies what I am saying and the transaction is released. I hear him chuckle a bit as he leaves the room. I never used XE again. I only put up with this in this case because the future Mrs was ill and I wanted to get her to a doctor.

This reminds me of my old communications days when we often had to pull cables through underground ducts - we'd get the occasional dead arctic ground squirrel (generally referred to as "gophers") stuck in the ducts and sometimes had to use compressed air to blow the remains out - you'd want to stand well clear of the opening....

This time, a week ago I was sitting in Crystal A GoGo on LK Metro buying lady drinks and generally making an idiot of myself, with one hand on the arse of one girl and one hand on the tit of another. At this moment in time at home, I'm drying off after showering twice and scrubbing my hands clean for the twentieth time because I had to fish a fucking dead rat out of a run off water channel on one of the cranes at work earlier on, and it fell apart as I was doing it (the dead rat, not the crane). I had gloves on, but they weren't decomposing rat proof. The smell was awful. what was even more awful was when bits of it burst all over my arms and leaked into my gloves. If anyone has a time machine they want to hire out...

Waiting for my luggage, EVA flight landed an hour late as usual.

If I had seen the owner (Sean) last week I might have said something but seems pretty obvious to me the wife is up to her tricks again. The police have been around previously and I don't really want to pass on info that might be of interest (and upset) to Sean, but damaging and embarrassing for his wife, as I am pretty sure some negative anger might come my way. The guy won't be parking his car outside my house again, I am pretty sure about that.. Something I learnt very early on when in Thailand was, never to dirty on one's own doorstep', that saying applies in deepest Neath as well.

Just had to ask a van driver to move his motor from blocking my off road parking space. A week ago the same van was out there for about an hour blocking my space but as I wasn't going anywhere I let it go, the guy left before I needed to use my car. The van was a plumbers business van, I did think last week that it was odd that a plumber would be in the house as the owner has his own plumbing contract business, just so happens also that his sexy wife was in the house. The owner was not in the house as he leaves to work 7.30 am everyday. Today, I had to go across to the house to ask for the van to move; just before I got there the wife opens an upstairs window and shouts out that it is her plumber parked there (I knew that). I just asked her to get the guy to move his van further down the road. Anyhow, funnily, it took the guy about a minute to come out of the house and move the van, wonder why. Owner has been having problems with his wife who obviously puts it about, he had left the home for a few months due to previous problems, seems she is still up to her tricks again. Really don't care what she does but get your bit on the side to park elsewhere.

Starting the long journey home.

It's certainly eccentric!

Mushroom spaghetti bolognaise, potato with whole grain mustard and some vegetables.

Shit happens and you just have to deal with it the best you can. Had my last main meal in Bkk this afternoon and just waved goodbye to one of my regular girls here. My last bit of horizontal dancing done for some time! All packed, apart from my shower stuff and clean clothes for tomorrow's travel day. Chilling on the bed listening to some Female pop Rock, before heading out for a last tour of the night life here with a couple of mates.

Just booked a train from Kings Cross at 2335, so will make it home tonight.

The way I stumble down the soi's (even on a good day), sweating, grumbling, moaning, shaking my head and barking at people,,,,, I may actually fit into this category.

I visited Monte Cassino in 1969 with my father who told me all about the horrific loss of life fighting for that monastery. We were on a family trip from London heading to Sorrento using our own car and stopping off at various sites and cities on the 2 and half day journey. Ironically, earlier this week there was a very interesting documentary about the battle on 'That TV'. The documentary was from 1969 and I realised it was probably made because it was 25 years since the battle. Really interesting as there was much footage of the battle and also interviews with many of those who were there (from both sides). That TV has some excellent documentaries, today's was about the attack on Pearl Harbor on 07 Dec 1941.

Forgot to attach the pic.....

In WWII my maternal grandfather was an ARP warden,he's the guy in the middle with the glasses.This pic was in a book about Watford my aunt bought about 30 years ago,when they saw the pic her & my mum got the publisher to give them a print. He also won the Military Medal in WWI at the battle of Epehy in 1918.We donated his medals & the citation to the Royal Fusilier museum in the Tower of London.

Next time you see the owner just ask him not to block your access with his van. I believe with fireworks it's called "light blue touch paper and retire."

She would have taken the glasses off with me, would have made it a better experience for her not being able to see me lol.

Nice. That should grease the tubes proper just around descent time at LHR.... 555555555555 !

The last meal I ate at RH it was pricey, I paused before ordering, but pulled the trigger. It was marvelous. Huge portions, well cooked, fresh ingreadiants, and tasty. I was able to make two meals out of it. Chicken Kiev. Never had a bad meal there.

That actually looks quite good to me.

Spaghetti with Potatoes? That would be illegal in Italy.

Fake snakes, bricks, sneakers: How Sydneysiders are fighting the cockatoo bin war Bricks, fake snakes and Dunlop volleys have been enlisted by Sydneysiders in what scientists have dubbed an “arms race” between humans and cockatoos, the latter of which are teaching each other to ransack the city’s bins in a rapidly proliferating interspecies war of innovation Sulphur-crested cockatoos were first observed flipping open bin lids to raid the juicy spoils inside about 10 years ago, but the behaviour was limited to three suburbs around Stanwell Park. Barely two years later, flocks had picked up the trend across 44 suburbs. “It’s been spreading to the Sutherland area, out to Campbelltown, and we get the occasional report from other parts of Sydney and down in the Illawarra,” said Dr John Martin, a senior ecologist at Ecosure Environmental Consultancy. Now, the parrot piracy has hit the northern beaches. “Clever cockies around Newport and Avalon shops have worked out how to open the waste bins to access the food scraps within,” the council warned on Thursday. “Shop owners have had enough, using weights to stop the crafty birds raiding their rubbish and creating mess.” Cockatoos within one flock learn from each other and use the same method to flip open bins. A flock the suburb over might observe and adopt the practice but put their own spin on the technique – for example, prising a lid open with a foot rather than their beak. Techniques to deter the cockatoos include weighing down the bin lids with bricks (easily dispatched), spooking the birds with plastic snakes (the fear factor doesn’t last), wedging sneakers or metal springs into the bin’s hinge (limited success), and locks that block cockatoos but allow the bin to open when tipped by a garbage truck (seems to work, but it’ll cost you). https://www.smh.com.au/national/nsw/fake-snakes-bricks-sneakers-how-sydneysiders-are-fighting-the-cockatoo-bin-war-20240418-p5fkvs.html

Half???

Always put a smile on my face too! Reminds me how crazy a place Pattaya was!

Always liked seeing Glitterman, one of the great Pattaya characters.