She who must be obeyed knows exactly how to handle me. Mindful of my hatred of early mornings, we have the following phone conversation:

She: Would you like to photograph some monks?
Me: But of course, light of my life.
She: I will register you as a photographer at this special event then.
Me: Thank you, oh reason for my being.
She: So you are OK to do this?
Me: Definitely, my sweetness.
She: Good, we have to get up at 0600.

At which point she puts down the phone before I can change my mind.

Turns out it is to be a repeat performance of the 2,000 monks in Pattaya, only this was in Sattahip, and only 1,000 monks were planned.

The arrival of the monks was keenly anticipated…

Monks

..and after waiting for nearly an hour, they arrived:

Monks

Monks have photogenic faces:

Monks

Monks

Monks

Monks

She who must be obeyed had brought along a trolley loaded with gifts for the monks, which she duly unloaded into the proferred bowl, which in turn was then emptied into a big sack carried by an assistant.

Monks

Monks

All in all, a pleasant experience and worth getting up for. Merit made, she who must be obeyed is in good form and regales with monk related stories from her youth, all the way back to Pattaya and morning coffee.

What a fine country this is to live in.