Catching up

Maureen owes us one days blood sweat and a few tears. Getting that bed across was hell for Mr Cook one of his drivers and the unfortunate motorbike taxi driver who bought them round. Went for lunch in a local restauant, the waitress told us she wants to go somewhere cold, she suspects she will have to get married to do that, but oh no "nid noy farang" (not many foreigners). She's missed the boat this year, blame it on the Red Shirts.