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Saturday, May 28, 2011

Caterpillar

Well, the quest, although massive, is going well. I just got out of an abandoned mine and found the rare ingredient for some sick warrior princess to make her feel better. The new graphics card is proving super and the game plays so smoothly, it's a joy. Trouble is, is becomes a bit of an obsession. Desperately jugging real life with fantasy.

Oi meanwhile has disappeared into her own world of handicraft, making pretty T-shirts by sewing beads and tiny sparkly shapes to them. They look good and she loves doing it.

Grace is still sick, but being well taken care of. She is resting and we stopped the cows milk. Oi has now bought some Brown Rice milk which looks okay. And on the Net I have read about goats milk which gets good reports and Oi thinks will be available here.

The Thai minefield of being deceived by doctors is just frightening, and it doesn't just come from the hospital but by the few giant corporations who run a monopoly here; Nestle, Nivea and whoever makes Enfapro. I find it disgusting and even for me it is very difficult to decipher the truth, for some humble wide-eyed Thai, well, it must be like the Death Star mind probe. The whole country is bound up in some collective stranglehold. Oi has made some interesting comments, Pamper is UK are far superior to Pampers in Thailand. What's going on, guys? Making folk pay through the nose and giving them an inferior product with a designer label. Food, too is a concern. UK veg is crunchy, Thai veg, soft and limp. Like with the beer, so much stuff is just not available here, and you are given a weak choice all emanating from the same company. Sad. Like so much here, one has to carefully find the small, quality things that exist here and stick rigidly to it. I have found a bakery that makes a good loaf, cheap gin, fried bananas and an array of good stuff that hasn't been detected by the machine. I heard there has been trouble in whoretown, Dannock as Tescos plan to move in there. Locals are dead against it as it operates on street venders and bartering. Tescos would destroy all that and thus, take away that which is so much of the charm of Thailand, the life on the street.

Saw Tony and a new chap, Mark from Canada last night. Good fun.

Yesterday I discovered one of our prized plants under massive attack from nasty, stinging caterpillars. There were about thirty of them racing through a fine fern. I rushed to see the old man in the shop at the end of the road. He gave me some magic powder which I carefully mixed and sprayed over the bugs. Two hours later they were all on the ground, dead or dying. A sad reality, but the plant was shredded and Oi said they would have killed it and moved on to another plant. So, they had to be terminated.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Excellent post.
We also operate very carefully when it comes to buying things. I only buy top quality Spanish beer. Millions of Spanish are duped into buying Heineken. They drink it straight from the bottle and don't seem to notice it tastes of aluminium and little else.

Vegetables. We go to a particular store in the central market. He grows his own stuff, its crunchy and full of flavour and you get excellent conversation to boot. I am sure such a stall exists in Had Yai. We take home masses at a third of the price of supermarket rubbish.

Bye.