BOTM2: Messy eater

Monday 10 March 2008

Messy eater

Today when boyfriend Maiyuu came back with food from the market the first thing he did was clean our glass dining table.

I am looking forward to getting rid of that table, as it shows all the marks.

Then he laid down several sheets of newspaper in a row, before placing three bowls on top. He filled each with food which he bought in the market.

So who's the messy eater, I asked: me or him?

'The big guy,' he said.

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The cop who knows too much

I told the cop that I have a boyfriend at home, but also spend some of my time with a family in the slums.

‘What you mean is, you have a love interest over there. You are lying to yourself,’ said the policeman. 'God tells us not to tell lie, but 40% of what we say is lies anyway,' he said.

‘You have been here 10 years, and you know the way Thai society works,' he told me. 'If you are seeing someone on the side, you will have to let your partner in on the secret,’ he said.

‘He knows,’ I said.

Katoey affectation

A handful of kathoey and showy gay types was there. Some wore denim shorts so small they reminded me of teabags.

White underwear, de rigueur for the tacky bar set, peaked over the top, down the sides, out the bottom...all over in fact, as there was nowhere else for it to go.

Squealing, prancing and preening, they walked onto the street to hail a tuk tuk for Silom.

Trailing after them was a fair-headed farang guy in his 20s, no doubt a tourist. So you thought you were straight, did you? Welcome to Thailand!

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