Random Encounter No. 6 – The Taxi Driver

"Cha cha" we shouted "slowly slowly". The taxi driver couldn't, or at least didn't want to, hear us. It wasn't surprising considering the volume of the contemporary mor lam music screaming out of the radio, the syncopated rhythms and off-key singing cacophonous to our Western ears. We had been on a night out in Bangkok drinking cheap …

The Cold

About this time of year Bangkok becomes a liveable, bearable - dare I say it - nice place to be. The swamping heat is replaced by cool breezes. First thing in the morning is refreshing and, mercy upon mercy, you can run. Outside. Without dying. People seem genuinely more relaxed - perhaps perception rather than reality on …

Tropical Groundhog Day

In Thailand the months slide in effortless fluidity from one to the next; the year seems to lose its footing around May and then it's December and you're wondering how you seem to have missed being present when October happened. When living in the land of permanent summer it's hard to keep track of the year. November …

When a Cobra Strikes

It all started a couple of weeks ago. Our neighbour Tim (the only other Englishman on the mooban) wondered over, trailing cigarette smoke as he did. "Hello mate," he said casually "just noticed we've got a King Cobra under the house, so..." he paused to shrug like a mechanic who had to suddenly charge you way …