For many, Monday marks the start of the working week and is, as I recall, a time of great depression. But as I arrive at the twilight of my years, the long slow descent into senility and incontinence (Ed: Give it a rest), Mondays are no better or worse than any other day.

Some attempt has been made to return to the horrors of my working life by the chairman of our condo committee who has decided that we will meet every other Monday at 10:00 to regurgitate the same issues we discussed at length at the last meeting. And so I had to drag myself out of bed at the ungodly hour of 09:00 in order to present myself, coffee in hand, for a two hour wankathon. I believe I did myself credit by behaving disgracefully and losing my temper more than twice; with a bit of luck they will sigh with relief when I don’t put myself up for re-election next year.

Still, these Pattaya meetings are as nothing compared to the main committee meetings in Bangkok which take place every two months and exhibit every “how not to run a meeting” trait that you can imagine. The chairwoman is a well-meaning and charming old lady; but she is totally incapable of following what is going on, let alone controlling the discussion. As a result, meetings descend into shouting matches and, as I believe I reported previously, I walked out of the previous one in disgust. Retrospectively, I blamed my raging hormones and have used the same medically unsupportable excuse to avoid the next meeting, which is tomorrow. Hurray for hormones.

Meeting out of the way, it was off to meet she who must be obeyed for lunch. I always enjoy having a meal with my beloved; but it turned out that half of Bangkok had taken advantage of the public holiday today, and had also taken off yesterday in order to concentrate on clogging the streets of Pattaya.

Back home, and I could not bear the prospect of venturing out again to the windsurfing club, even though the wind was blowing. Instead I settled down to the onerous task of setting up torrents to download the various preferred TV programmes from the weekend, and then spent the evening watching many of them.

In between the downloading and the watching, I took a little stroll down the beach and took a few photos, one of which I shared yesterday. Here are three more:


Fishing for something


Watching out for the police


Sunset shot

I am expecting a similarly hectic schedule today. I really need a holiday.

Photos: Panasonic GX1 with Olympus 75mm lens.