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My wife divided her Chanote land last year, which involved a valuation. We live alongside a quiet tarmac road, and it came out at 60K/Rai. Down the road a kilometer away, the road meets a slightly busier road and the value down there is around 100K.

Diquat - it becomes safe on contact with soil. Primarily used in Western countries on root crops, i.e. potatoes at harvest time. I used to help maintain the plant it was made at in Huddersfield.

Not a reflection of the tourist trade then. I always used to buy the post when coming here as a mere tourist.

Venture Capitalists, don't they buy companies and sell them off piece by piece? How much am I bid for this nose cone?

You can have mine. The bastard tried to nick me Christmas dinner.

One we get annually for some Tor Bor 5 land. We AKA my wife bought 25 Rai over 6 years ago. The seller has about 25 Rai nearby. He has told the local Admin (Or bor Tor) we also bought that. So every year we get a letter to pay the rent. It's stupidly cheap. If it happens in 2010 I'm going to tell my wife to make sure it's for his land. Then tell them I'll come back, and leave it. Ther blokes got 10 year old palm on. As my wife as already told them, we would be very happy if that was our land.

Get rid of politicians world wide. Problem solved.

Every area has it's village idiot. Thai and Farang.

Add to that "Girls night out" applies to women of any age going out on the town. On the other side "Boys/lads night out"

Many things to consider. Land title, is the land in production, how desperate they are to sell. I have seen Sor por kor land 17 Rai wth 10-12 year old rubber trees go for 1.4 million Baht, he wanted 1.9Million. I know this for fact as he is my wife's ex brother-in-law.

Did they get Thaksin?

Given what I have just posted #12 scares the shit out of me. Merry Christmas guys.

http://sport.onet.pl/0,1248769,2101205,,f1...,wiadomosc.html

I've posted the link to show a, I didn't make it up and b, I haven't lost me marbles.

It's in Polish. but it claims the moobile road block Ralf is wanted by Renault. Now as the year draws to a close, this has to win the award as the daftest rumour of the decade.

I'm reliably informed, it comes into Ranong from Myanmar at 800 Bt per pack and that it works. I can't however confirm that last bit.

Most of my observations in the early days came from neighbours. Dad would stand at the corner of the house, and keep peeping round the corner. Obviously part of increased anxiety. When we as a family decided it was time to alert the local health authorities, was when one day he got lost. He had been to the village post office to collect is pension, then went to do some shopping. At this stage he was about 500yds from home. He left that shop and turned the wrong way, and ended up about a mile from home. He was walking up and down peoples paths, this bloke saw him and asked him what he was looking for. Dad told him that he was lost, but he lived on Smithy "something". The something was Parade, but he could not remember. The knew roughly where dad mean't and brought him back to where dad knew where he was. Some parts of where I lived were not all that pleasant, and the thoughts of dad wandering through them with 120 pound in his wallet was not a pleasant one. One of the things I did almost immediately was get power of attourney, and the rights to collect his pension.

When he was placed in a home the most stupid question was being asked if it was all right for him to smoke. I just replied. "It's a bit late for him to stop now isn't it?' He was in his early 70s.

Even if we are a bit spread out, it seems you have a little on-line moral support group here.

The website may help your wife to understand.

When dad was mentally fit. He hadn't being physically fit since I was 15 after a massive heart attack and 2 strokes. He used to say he didn't want to end his days where he was incapable of helping himself to life's basics. That's exactly how his life ended. Rather than taking him through the check list, use it for personal observations.

Some of the things that upset the family at the time, well now we smile at. Like I said dad was the 3rd of his siblings, so after we would compare notes. Before my dad's younger brother died. His daughter cared for him without telling the family what he was suffering. That mainly because another brother referred to people with mental illnesses as nutters. He changed his attitude after his sister died and another brother (my dad) became inflicted with that curse.

As SBK says, your dad can't help it. How he is, is part of the illness. If your wife doesn't understand Alzheimers the Thai name is rôhk an-sai-mer.

I have just found this, it might help.

Alzheimer's and Related Disorders Association of Thailand

114 Pinakorn 4

Boramratchachunee Road

Talingchan

Bangkok 10170

Thailand

Tel: +66 2 880 8542/7539

Fax: +66 2 880 7244

Web: www.azthai.org

It's often said, the real sufferers are people who are in the position you are now. I hope you are able to explain things to your significant other, I never had that problem I was on my own. If you like PM me.

This might help

http://www.alz.org/alzheimers_disease_know_the_10_signs.asp

BTW the Koreans call it "The long Goodbye", it's set to become a major problem esp in SE Asia as life expectency increases.

My dad had Alzheimers, I lived with him through the early stages, but holding a job down made that arrangement impossible as he got worse. He never forgot his own kids but spouses were another matter. He was never really nasty with anyone, and that I suppose was his nature shining through. We used to have meetings with his social worker and doctors. We were told he was having ministrokes, and his deteriating would be like watching someone descending a flight of stairs. That was wrong, it was like someone taking an almighty leap of the top step and landing at the bottom of the stairs.

In the early days it is like an eccentricity, as it got worse he became a danger to himself and to me. Turning the gas on without lighting it was the last straw, along with deficating in his bed 2x in one night. I must admit I was at my lowest ebb that night, and would cheerfully have driven my self into the Yorkshite Pennines with a length of hose to stick in the car exhaust. If it is Alzheimers his brain will eventually get to a stage where it can't control his basic functions. I was the last to see dad alive from the family, I think he knew he was dying. I believe that people in dad's position are given a last few hours of lucidity to clear things up with family etc. He was fighting for every btreath, and his last words to me were "Help me Stephen". I was in a position where I could do nothing except weep. I was working next day, so I gave the nursing home my number and to call me if anything haapened. As I walked into the plant office the phone was ringing. We had 2 ring tones, on site, and one off site. It was the latter tone and I knew even though it was not my office that that was the call.

My Eldest brothers Mother in Law also had it. She could read a daily newspaper several times a day, and each time was like she had just picked it up for the 1st time. They say it is not herditary, well dad was the 3rd in his immediate family. A younger brother and elder sister had it too.

One symptom that will tell you is, if he crosses from one floor colour to another on a flat surface, and he steps over it like a small barrier is there. Well his doctors told me that all Alzheimer sufferers do that.

I hope there are support groups for you, but I would not bet on it.

Meanwhile back to the aircraft

http://yorkshire-ranter.blogspot.com/2009/...dragged-in.html

...and he still signed him? I hope they've got a good supply of teddies.

..and Nico says http://www.planetf1.com/story/0,18954,3213_5774881,00.html

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