Tuesday, February 27, 2007
27th February. Beautiful beach
I am writing this mid afternoon before we pick Jessica up fom school. That means Jamie can have his computer after work. Maybe today he will put something on jjjj blog - last night it was put on Jamie's Phuket.
This morning I had a much longer time to enjoy the opening part of the day in school. The children, aged from 4 to 6 or 7 all congregated in the hall for songs and stories. The teacher with the mike told a story that was much like a pantomime with the children shouting out responses. She was a brilliant performer. Another teacher played a fingers and thumb game in English about Father, Mother and baby and the children all shouted responses in English. Then they all played Two Little Dicky Birds - one named Peter, one named Paul.
This occasion lasts about an hour and children arrive all the time, being dropped off by parents to be greeted by teachers with a bow and a hands together.
Everybody appeared to be happy. Good old Jessica was sat by the naughty boy of the class - I could see that before Mam told me; every class has such a boy! I could see that Jessica quite admired him, so perhaps she has inherited her grandmother's trait to admire the rebel!
Then the children all filed back to class and we left - left to go to Leelawaddi for a drink and to meet a friend.
Then we drove to the tax office where Mam had some business and we called in to look at a second hand shop. This was nothing like we would find at home and I doubt if much was second hand, though some of the furniture may have been constructed from old wood and then varnished. Things like that here are no cheaper than new things.
After some rest at home whilst Mam sorted out the laundry and we chatted we drove to the south to an area I have been several times before. But I had not been to the beautiful little bay that we went to which was completely uncommercialised - absolutely nothing to buy. We had stopped at 7 -11 small supermarket for drinks and a snack to have on the beach.
I went for a short walk, clambering over the sand and rocks to enjoy the best views. I can be a bit unsteady these days when clambouring and a lady about my age came to give me a hand. She was French and we got chatting (in French) about our sons in Thailand. Her son works in Patong with some sort of computer job. She took a photo of me with the rocks and sea behind and it is nice record of a nice interlude.
Then we drove into Rawai - a more commericalised area but with no good beach. We stopped for fried rice with prawns very close to a place where Bill and I had enjoyed very lovely similar meal last year with fantastic good pineapple crush drinks. Today I enjoyed my second iced tea of the day.
Now we are back home pottering for a short while. I have spoken with Bill before he goes to do my duty at the shop - it is antiques fair today so lets hope he is busy. It often rains on antiques fair day - and this is no exception. Bill is now seeing an osteopath for the painful hip that may have been caused by his decorating efforts. I do hope he is feling better soon.
Right it is time to venture out on to the mad roads again to meet Jessica.
Jamie will be home just after 5 0'clock. Maybe there will be a short trip out again before nightfall (it is dark about half past six here).
I never know what is coming next - I just go with the flow.
This morning I had a much longer time to enjoy the opening part of the day in school. The children, aged from 4 to 6 or 7 all congregated in the hall for songs and stories. The teacher with the mike told a story that was much like a pantomime with the children shouting out responses. She was a brilliant performer. Another teacher played a fingers and thumb game in English about Father, Mother and baby and the children all shouted responses in English. Then they all played Two Little Dicky Birds - one named Peter, one named Paul.
This occasion lasts about an hour and children arrive all the time, being dropped off by parents to be greeted by teachers with a bow and a hands together.
Everybody appeared to be happy. Good old Jessica was sat by the naughty boy of the class - I could see that before Mam told me; every class has such a boy! I could see that Jessica quite admired him, so perhaps she has inherited her grandmother's trait to admire the rebel!
Then the children all filed back to class and we left - left to go to Leelawaddi for a drink and to meet a friend.
Then we drove to the tax office where Mam had some business and we called in to look at a second hand shop. This was nothing like we would find at home and I doubt if much was second hand, though some of the furniture may have been constructed from old wood and then varnished. Things like that here are no cheaper than new things.
After some rest at home whilst Mam sorted out the laundry and we chatted we drove to the south to an area I have been several times before. But I had not been to the beautiful little bay that we went to which was completely uncommercialised - absolutely nothing to buy. We had stopped at 7 -11 small supermarket for drinks and a snack to have on the beach.
I went for a short walk, clambering over the sand and rocks to enjoy the best views. I can be a bit unsteady these days when clambouring and a lady about my age came to give me a hand. She was French and we got chatting (in French) about our sons in Thailand. Her son works in Patong with some sort of computer job. She took a photo of me with the rocks and sea behind and it is nice record of a nice interlude.
Then we drove into Rawai - a more commericalised area but with no good beach. We stopped for fried rice with prawns very close to a place where Bill and I had enjoyed very lovely similar meal last year with fantastic good pineapple crush drinks. Today I enjoyed my second iced tea of the day.
Now we are back home pottering for a short while. I have spoken with Bill before he goes to do my duty at the shop - it is antiques fair today so lets hope he is busy. It often rains on antiques fair day - and this is no exception. Bill is now seeing an osteopath for the painful hip that may have been caused by his decorating efforts. I do hope he is feling better soon.
Right it is time to venture out on to the mad roads again to meet Jessica.
Jamie will be home just after 5 0'clock. Maybe there will be a short trip out again before nightfall (it is dark about half past six here).
I never know what is coming next - I just go with the flow.
