Earlier today I noticed this little critter in my outside sink.
(Whisky, down! It’s not a frog!)
My first thought was that he’d have no problem climbing out. After all, lizards seem perfectly happy climbing up vertical walls, or hanging from the ceiling. But not this little chappy. Even as he tried to run around inside the sink he had no traction and was skidding about.
Needless to say, I lifted him out, and he went on his merry way, perhaps chastened, and perhaps a little wiser.
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“For behold I wil bringe in a floud of water apon the erth to destroy all flesh from vnder heaven wherin breth of life is so that all that is in the erth shall perish.”
Genesis 6:17 – Tyndale Translation
Noah had quite a problem. An ark full of animals, two of every kind. I wonder where he got the food to feed them all? I’m pretty sure it wasn’t at Big C. Went there yesterday for a regular shop, and to stock up in preparation for the impending inundation. The shelves were, to put it mildly, depleted. The only bottled water available was Evian. Instant noodles had fled the shelves. Only a few desultory bags of rice were left. Canned fish was conspicuous by its absence. Beer too had gone awol. (Just as well that I’m expecting delivery of a case of wine later today. After all it is important to stock up with the essentials.)
Big C did rather take advantage of the situation, so tents and oil lamps were prominently displayed, as were candles and matches. And I did succumb to the temptation to buy one of the few remaining barbecues and a bag of charcoal on offer.
Of course, this will all probably come to nought. The waters will pass by Bangkok, the floods to the north recede. But there remains a doubt, a nagging doubt, that in a day or two I may be stranded upstairs without electricity or running water, short on food, and eyeing Whisky’s food bowl with envy.
“DELUGE, n. A notable first experiment in baptism which washed away the sins (and sinners) of the world.”
– Ambrose Bierce
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sometimes i even surprise myself
i m such a great artist that
i don t even need to try
to create something spectacular
yesterday i was busy
digging a hole in the lawn
i needed to bury another shoe
to make a second shoe tree
the first one isn t
growing too well
you can t have too many shoe trees
you know
and then i looked behind me
and realised i d created
an amazing work of art
on the front wall
look at the subtle tones
of this oeuvre
the spatial placement
the emotional resonance
truly this is another great piece
by yours truly
i know what you re thinking
jackson pollock
in fact
when my master saw what i d done
he said something that sounded like pollocks
though i don t think
he got the first letter right
whisky
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Unlike the UK with its spring, summer, autumn, winter, Thailand has three seasons: the impossibly hot season, the impossibly hot season, and the impossibly hot season – though to Thais these are: the hot season, the wet season and the cold season. Precisely how temperatures in the 30s can be seen as “cold” is rather beyond me. Anyway, this year the wet season is lasting a bit longer than usual, and has produced pretty terrible flooding.
The flooding starts in the north, and the water then passes down the major rivers towards Bangkok. On the way, Ayutthaya has been badly hit. A major temple, Wat Chai Wattanaram, has been under water for almost a week now.
A minor temple, well inland, is also inundated.
The local government hospital has been evacuated, being more than 2 metres under water.
In fact, about 10% of Ayutthaya island is currently inundated.
The Asia Highway (AH2), a major arterial route running from Singapore, through Malaysia, through Thailand to Burma, then connecting on to Pakistan, India, Bangladesh and Nepal, has been flooded only a few hundred metres from my former home. The ensuing traffic jam was more than 10 km long. Many vehicles have been abandoned to the waters.
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The personal cost can be high. My first Thai teacher, Bum, and her husband build a house to the north of Ayutthaya. Before they bought the land I went with her husband to survey the area. We noted the high tide marks from then recent severe flooding on nearby properties. The decision was made to raise the ground level of the plot by a couple of metres. That should be enough, or so we thought.
And so it was, last year, when there was bad flooding. The waters lapped at the gateway, but the house itself was safe.
Not so this year. The waters have risen so that the ground floor is flooded to well over a metre. (The photo was taken at the early stages of the flooding.)
Again, an earlier photo. The car is now totally submerged. No chance to take it to higher ground, the waters rose too fast.
Bum’s husband was away at the time, and Bum and daughters have since been rescued by boat and are fine, staying with friends for the timebeing.
Ben, the family dog, however, had to be left behind when the family was rescued. He’s now alone living on the roof. He’s got enough food and water for a few days. Whisky and I just pray he’ll be OK.
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And as for Bangkok, as I drove to Tesco-Lotus yesterday there were parts of the road flooded axle-deep. Local klongs have burst their bank, and the drainage system struggles to deal with the run-off.
It’s probably another week or so before the worst of the run-off from t’north reaches us here. The situation is unprecedented. I don’t know what to expect, but remain fearful.
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