The pondok

Some things in life have a special quality as they say. I've wanted a place at Seals ever since I first strayed and stayed there in the early 80's eking a living fishing chokka. Never had enough money to buy and when I finally got a plot never had enough to build. Very frustrating. However, after serious saving this place is now mine, (well, half mine half Shiv's) all mine and I am there in thirty days. Now all I need is means of supporting the family and I can live there, now THAT is not so easy. I can see a few more years of expat life ahead of me yet. Great thing is the 2 month holiday I now have my own hotel.

It's been months I know. Had a hell of a time trying to get rid of the Chinese hackers who posted squiggles on my blog. I mean, how rude is that? Like I can read this stuff? Now if Ahmed or Hussein did this to me with Arabic squiggles, at least I could smack them on the head the next day and tell them to stop, or at least translate it. At least Arabic looks nice. All curvy and funky as opposed to choppy and liney. More Elvish than Orc. I suppose that's why Chinese calligraphy was so admired and revered. It's a pity the sods who invented webscript for Chinese haven't got the aesthetics right. Now, how do I delete these posts...? I am particularly annoyed with the banana one.