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We pay our farm workers 350 baht a day. Plus Lao Khow.

Seven of our ponds are about 80% full. The one pond that reflects the water table is little more than 60%.

What a strange story!

Went for a little walk round this afternoon. video_20221018_162226.mp4

Point taken. Just as an example. Many moons ago I hurt my hip in UK Special Forces. Was in Military Hospital in South east London, and was pensioned off. However, I carried on playing footy until finally hanging up my boots at 42, mostly due to the hip. When it did play me up, my remedy was to take Magnesium daily for a week or so. Now fast forward 45 years to my present days in Thailand. When the hip started playing me up about 3 years ago, I changed medication. No more Magnesium. Instead a bowl of chicken-foot soup on most days. Also stopped drinking beer and replaced it with reishi (mushroom) wine; although I don't add the Lao Khow as I once did. The body is a wonderful bit of kit, that is working desperately 24/7 to keep us in good health. Some things we did in the past hurt us, and can never be repaired. Often the body will contain these abnormalities, and we could be quite unaware of the problem. We are after all; animals. And if we fully become part of nature, and try our best to eliminate toxins, we will be doing as best we can.

I believe the body has an inbuilt maintenance. Every second the body id working to naturalise itself. Eating good food, drinking sensibly and engaging with nature will help the body. Putting toxins into it will gets the system working overtime. And, if the toxins are too much, or too poisonous, the body cannot cope and will suffer ill-health; or die even.

The natural state of the body is good health. It is up to us if we promote the systems that keep us healthy or abuse them. One small step in the right direction, is better than one giant leap the wrong way.

Two Eskimos, one big and one not so big, walk up to the convent door. The bigger nudges the smaller one and says, "Go ahead then, knock on the door." Mother Superior answers the door. Again, the bigger Eskimo nudges the other and says, "Go ahead, ask her the question." The smaller Eskimo timidly asks, "May we speak with the midget nun that lives here please?" The Mother Superior answers. "There are no midget nuns living here." The bigger Eskimo starts nudging the other and says. "Ask her the other question then." The Eskimo asks in a quavering voice. "Are there any midget nuns in Alaska?" The Mother Superior responds. "I know most of the nuns in Alaska and I think not." With this the bigger Eskimo falls down, rolls on the ground, laughing uncontrollably. "See! I told you it was a penguin!"

They are doing just great. Have three at the farm. One looks big enough to give fruit soon. The other two are a couple of years away. The house ones are growing fast. Keep saying I'll move them to the farm; but no progress as yet. The biggest one is about 3/4 or an inch in diameter at the base. Went to check on the price of stone on the way to Ban Dung yesterday. Crushed stone - as in concrete mix - 650 baht a load. small stone - what is used to make blocks - 650 baht a load. Coarse sand - 350 baht a load. Really I'd like a bit of each. Our road has not seen much maintenance in the last 12 months. I'll get some pics posted later in the week.

Getting to learn more and more about the rosella system. We have 30 rai spare, and at the moment unsure what to grow. Pic #1 Preparing the flower by removing the seed pod. Pic #2 Drying the rosella (that's my shadow; not some daytime peelaw). Pic #3 Bagged up. Pic #4 Drying the seed pods. The lowdown on the rosella is as follows. The lady reckons on harvesting 300 kilos from her 4 rai. At 100 baht a kilo. Easier to grow than rice but post-harvest there are many days ahead; de-podding, drying and bagging up. Very interesting this, especially if this drought cycle continues for more seasons. A lot of the Oz folk on the forum would know about rosella already.

It does indeed. I would boil up my rosella (called sorrel in Caribbean) for a couple of hours. Let it cool and add 25% Lao Khow. Very good night-cap. Covered extensively on this thread a couple of years back. Think you might have hit the time D4dong.

The thread 'Diary of a farang in Isaan', has been discussing this for sometime. A totally free solution to those bald patches. For ladies and men. But have to be careful. Individual hairs can be as much as 500% of the others.

",,,,,talking to someone else." This guy is nuts. Good she is free of him. Go find a nice farang love.

Four nuns were at the Pearly Gates. St Peter tells them that they must each answer a biblical question to get in. The nuns look a little apprehensive. But he reassures them that they're quite easy. St Peter asks the first nun. "Who was the first woman?" "Ooooh that's an easy one. It was Eve." She replied. "Correct!" Said St Peter, and the gates swing open for her to walk through. He turns to the second nun. "Where did Eve live?" "That's an easy one. It was the Garden of Eden." "Correct!" The gates open again. "Who was the first man in the Garden of Eden." The third nun was asked. "That would be Adam. Easy Peasy." "Correct!" The gates swing open once more. St Peter says to the third nun. "Now, as you're a Mother Superior, you must answer a slightly more difficult question. What were the first words Eve said when she saw Adam in the Garden of Eden?" "Oh, that's a hard one..." Said Mother Superior. "Correct!" The gates swing open.

What! A live croc?

The Sheffield rivalry must be one of the biggest in English footy. There are many others; and long may they continue. I remember the Scots fan saying on TV. Don't care about the World Cup, as long as we beat England. I see that once mighty club, Notts County, were knocked out of the FA Cup at home by,,,, wait for it,,,,, Coalville Town. Although they are not exactly neighbours, they are not that far apart on the map. A future rivalry brewing? Coalville Town; I'm your new fan! But some sadness in the cup. Both Hornchurch and Aveley have gone out. On the upside; Dagenham and Redbridge (one club) put seven past Beckenham to march on to the next round. The urine challenge had been shelved temporarily. It was doing the biz with my war wound though. Might start it up today. Not likely to graduate from phase one for a while. When I do, I might skip phase two altogether, and move straight on to phase three. But to do that effectively, I'd need a special kit. Could always make one rather than buy it. We will see.

The wife timed us making love yesterday afternoon. At dinner I asked her long it was. "Two hours, fifty-five minutes, seven seconds." "Wow!" I replied. "Nearly three hours! Call me super-stud why don't you? Tell all ya friends dear. Make them envious!!" "I do Owl! That time included our pre-sex financial negotiations and your sleep afterwards."

Had to pick up the snails. They were crawling everywhere in the back of the pick-up. Some really pretty ones among them.

Fatima, my second wife was a fun-loving lady. She was in front of the big mirror. Turning this way and that. "Owl. Can you notice my bomb under this dress?" She asked. "Oh no! Don't tell me you're gonna wear it down the pub tonight." "Don't be silly Owl. Wouldn't waste all this explosive on you and your dead-beat mates would I now?" oooo All the neighbours were out in their gardens; enjoying the sunshine. We had had a rowdy tiff, and they had an ear to it all. "I'm going to my mothers'." She proclaimed. With that, she stormed out. As she got to the gate, I shouted out to embarrass her. "I sh@gged you rotten before we were married." She shouted back; "so did all yer mates." Some women just have to have the last word.

Owl Log - 16-10-2022 - Sunday morning. The farm next to our number four grew cassava this season. All looked good on the top. But it was a disaster. It was the big mango lady's venture. I feel for her. No idea why the yield was non-existent. Mrs Owl says there was too much grass. She has stock-piled another load of twigs. I can't believe she is gonna do it all again. Perhaps in a smaller area. Only enough twigs for quarter of a rai. Our cassava waste is gone. All 41 tonnes of it. vid put cassava.mp4 Me and Mildred did manage to grab some before it all went. vid cassava00.mp4 Mildred having a go at spreading the cassava. I'm sure she secretly wants to be a farmer like her dad. vid cassava01.mp4 Top section of the village Buddha is complete. Walkway soon I reckon. A couple of the trees that were energetically trimmed at the farm had to be held in place to stop toppling over. Only temporary. As soon as the roots start to stabilize we can take the strings off. There was also a bit of tree trimming being done opposite us in the village. Bella's father Soo up the tree. Poom keeping an eye on it all. Electric bicycles and three-wheelers are commonplace around the village now. The children like them. Five up. Good thing about our super-highway is that it is only sees a vehicle about once an hour. So pretty safe for learning how to ride. Looney's garden looking good. Mildred's latest painting. www.mildredart.com The delightful twins, Nadille and Nadene, were in their garden playing. vid twins on slide.mp4 Not been to Ban Dung since two Saturdays ago. Unless we want to stock up, there's no need. Mildred's birthday this week. I'll ask her if she wants anything special. Get it on Lazada. She goes back to school next week. Had six games of chess in the week. 4-1-1 score. That's Mildred 4; 1 drawn and my solitary win. Footy round up. The Owls march on. While their rivals, United, squander points at home. Brighton seem to have lost their mojo. The reds put seven past Rangers in the Ch Lg. World focus. The resident of number 11 gets the boot. Pound is holding it's own for now. Bridge blown up in the Black Sea. Pfizer rep lets the cat out of the bag in the EU parliament. A big scandal in the chess world over cheating. Not the sort of cheating you get with cards; ace up your sleeve and marking them. No! This is to do with ranking. The world champ Magnus is at the centre of it. Watch this space for riveting news. US Championships on at the present time. The weather is letting us down. We want rain and lots of it. What are we getting? Overcast skies and drizzle. There is flooding everywhere it seems. Oz, Crete, Pakistan. Isaan dry as a bone. Went looking for some limes earlier this morning. Visited three shops. Nothing! Even the mobile veggie man didn't have them. But! A very nice lady - who I hadn't noticed before - picked a few from a tree at the back of her mother's house. She didn't want paying, but I forced 20 baht into her little chubby hand. Lovely smile. I can pass that way when I go to the farm. Put my urine challenge on hold. It was playing havoc with my eyebrows. Had to trim them in the week. Crab man came round early today. I've been warned about buying more crabs. Mrs Owl says she will hurt me if I get any more. He had some lovely snails though. 20 baht. Just looked and they are ll over the back of the pick-up. Need to hide them. I really fancy 52 or 25 on the lottery today; or maybe tomorrow 'cause of the holiday. Only things left to say; bye y'all, and take care out there.

Yes! Same over here. Promised so much, and delivered so little. Has got noticeably colder too.

My girlfriend friend loves mobile sex. I came home hungry the other evening, She had just been chatting to her mate on her mobile. I went over and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Ah! Fish tonight." I said. "No!" She replied. "That's the phone; we're having chicken." oooo Me and Duncan were fishing at the lake. "Dunk," I said, "can I ask you a serious question?" "Of course Owl fire away." "Well, you have been with women?" "Sure have Owl." "Tell me Dunc'; what's it like? "What's it like? How best to explain. You know when we go fishing, and gather up a big jar of worms. Some boys put their dickz into the worms. It's almost as good as that." "Give the women a miss then. Stick with the fishing!"

I was with Sharon in the back of my Ford Cortina. "Sharon dear! Put those things behind your ears to get me excited." "You mean my ankles Owl? OK." oooo I came home from the pub after a good night out. Fatima had already gone to bed. I was feeling a tad horny. I lay on the bed and my hand began to wander. I soon found what I was after. "My word Fatima, you are getting so hairy down there. So soft and lovely." My finger began investigating. "Very tight too." Fatima replied. "That's the cat. I'm further over."

Two nuns are biking down a cobblestone path. One nun says to the other, "I've never come this way before." The other nun replies, "It's the cobblestones. I come this way all the time." HHHH "Mother Superior," said the novice nun . . . "I have to confess that last night I committed the sin of fornication; six times." The Mother Superior thought a minute. cut a lemon in four, and handed a slice to the novice. "Here, my poor, lost child, take this, and suck it dry." "Will this absolve me of my sin?" Asked the novice taking the lemon. "No," said the Mother Superior. "But it will take that smile off your face!" HHHHH I saw a Nun with her clothes inside-out today... I asked her about it, and she said it was *one of her bad habits* HHHHH At catholic school... An old nun, a bit hard of hearing, teaching at a catholic school, asks the children what they want to be when they grow up. Mary raiser her hand, "Please miss. I want to be a prostitute!" Shocked, the nun says, "What did you just say?" Mary says, "I want to be a pros-ti-tute!" The nun replied, "Oh thank the Lord. It sounded like you wanted to be a protestant."

At the top of his game he was something special.