• Friday, September 15, 2006

    The Beach

    Yes, the beach is calling. All going well by mid-morning tomorrow (Sat) we three should be reclining on an island somewhere in the gulf of jolly 'ole Thailand listening to the waves breaking on the beach. After a particularly stressfull week it will be much welcome relief.

    It's also the daughter's first 'break' with a school friend. Yes, we are going with another family. We know them quite well but have never spent that much time together. We might all end up getting pissed and arguing like crap until it's time to go home. Sorry daughter. No, should be fine.

    Looks like I'm getting time out for good behaviour. I'm returning to green and pleasant (and presumably wet) England. In my absence the garden is sure to become a jungle once again and I'll have to start my toils over as soon as I get back. Daughter wanted to come but having paid the extortionate school fees already I declared she's not to miss a second of her education. There were tears.

    Here's a view of Bangkok. Taxis. This is just a sample but they have taxis of all colours. Makes sitting on a grid locked road slightly less suicidal when you are staring at a pink taxi. Just sympathise with the poor sod driving that.



    Pics from a sin-kissed beach on the way. Assuming that the torrential rain they've forecast doesn't get in the way.

    The Beach

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