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Previous entries

Returning Home - Again

The God Illusion

Going Home


A Change of Direction

Dogs and Pandemics

The Forgotten tenors

Nine Things I will Miss about Thailand


Just Do It

Ayr on a Shoestring

Oh Lonesome Me

Tipping Point

Movie Reviews

Putting Pen to Paper

A Year to Remember

A Year to Forget

10 Reasons I Cannot Go Home

China Girl

The State of Play


Mind Your Language

New Horizons



Taxes and Death



Grey is the Colour

Beating Myself Up

Nothing More to Say

Better Late than Never

Staying Put

Musical Chairs


A Dog's Life

A Sabbatical

A Welcome Diversion

A Guide to Business Ethics

Remembering the Austin Allegro

Our Lords and Masters

In Transit - Part 2

In Transit - Part 1

Nagging Doubts

While Bangkok Burns

An Evening to Remember

Thai Business Malpractice

The New and the Old

Christmas Lights

Groundhog Day



Adventure is Out There


Grabbing it While You Can

A Few Ups and Many Downs


Pack Up Your Old Kit Bag







Ate Two Caesar

Swine Pie

The Thai Rollercoaster

Stuck in the Middle

There's no Regrets

Profit and Loss

Running on Empty

Getting it out Your System

National Mistrust

Bring in the Old, Out with the New


I am Reviewing, My Situation...

Wat Phrabhat Nam Poo

Today I will Mostly be Eating...


The Thai Experience

Wat Khaowong

Reality Bites

Wat Simalais

Amazing Thailand

He Must have a Big Wand

Right Place, Wrong Time



And it does go on


Bring Him Home



Listening to my Reader.



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Listening to my Reader

Two requests in one week from two different people to add comments to my website. So I looked again at how to do this, aside from moving 8 years of material across to some blog site. It was not long before I was bogged down in versions of PHP and MySQL database and it was about that point, or a few minutes beforehand when my subconscious was already pricked by overly software-ish terms being bandied around, that I resigned myself to doing without them. Again.

However, one of the two aforementioned requesters, the lovely Snap, (which is not to say that Mike is not lovely too), gave me a link to another site that offered a comment widget and it only mentioned PHP every second paragraph. So I gave it go, cautiously in case my entire site went up in flames, and with only a little experimentation I appear to have sussed it. So, lovely readers, you may now freely comment on my diary posts, and soon on other pages too if I can find the time to get around to it; (and if you are able to solve the complex maths problem designed to stop spam). Note also that comments are moderated, (by me), so only gushing, over-the-top tributes will be published.

[In case I do have a geeky reader, if you are using Dreamweaver MX2004, as I am, you can download an extension from Adobe, (I had no idea they still supported it), which allows you to change file permissions on your site. The link for that is here, and you will also have to download the extensions manager, which you can do from here. See the effort I have gone to to pleasure my reader].

The nature of the comment system means that I have to have a single page per diary entry so the format of the diary has been changed a little with previous entries listed in the left column.

As a reward to my gentle reader I have also decided to add adverts to the site. I apologise for this, the lure of the filthy lucre just got too much. Although Google have yet to approve my site so they may not appear anyway and as before, (about five or so years ago), when my income tops the mighty $10 mark, I will probably remove them again so please be patient. And if I can't find a way to block adverts to Thai dating agencies and various crackpot sites they will go before then. Unless the money rolls in, in which case they will stay. Indefinitely. I have a family to feed too you know.




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