Well I nearly missed my train to Hua Hin after getting here in plenty of time. Trust me to sit my arse on the wrong train. I had been sitting on it for nearly 20 mins and then I twigged that i had made a faux pas. Anyhoo I’m now on the train and all is well in the world. 

I enjoy Bangkok for a few days and it’s so different from the relatively normal UK way if life.  The smells of the street food the thousands of people and cars that navigate this big city. 

I’m staying in sukhumvit which I enjoy for the crazy nightlife,the markets and watching the endless parade of women and punters chase one another to feed their needs. One is pleasure and the other money of course. And just to make it more interesting Thailand throws the Ladyboys into the mix to confuse the drunk and to give the straight men an excuse to sleep with a bloke and pretend there not gay. The Ladyboys I think are quite easy to pick in this part of Thailand and i think you would have to be really drunk to make that mistake. Mind you if you only have a quick glance you may think you’re onto a good thing. Their boobs are big and stick out, feet and hands are big and they walk with such an attitude that they own the ground they walk on.

I’m staying on Soi 4 and along its length are many bars ,massage parlors,with and without happy ending but be careful if you don’t want the extra service and of course many  places to eat. It’s a great place to sit and have a beer and watch the world go by.  My hotel is at the top of the road and so when I’m strolling back to my hotel I run the gauntlet of young ladies, Ladyboys and now I see that the locals have young black women to compete with.  There’s always been a lot of black Africans here for some time so I guess they have found a niche in the market here. 

In the daylight hours it looks very different as daily life starts again but even as I’m having my breakfast there are a few die hard guys having their first beer of the day.

We’re only an hour from Bangkok and I’m really surprised i managed to get a sleep because I was flying peasant class, but i had a window seat and was able to make a very comfortable pillow for my head so i was able to sleep for most of the trip. I’ve had a light breakfast and so I feel almost human again. 

I’ve been to Bangkok many times but i always enjoy coming back again time and again. I’m in Thailand this time for 10 days before I head onto China.

I’ll stay in Bangkok for a couple of days before I head south for Hua Hin. I’m looking forward to having some great Thai food and relaxing Thai massages. A bit of R & R after the 3000 miles I drove in the UK. 

There is an entry in the Doomsday book referring to Pinner so it has a long history.  I was lucky to spend a few days here with my friends Roseanne and Michael. They have lived here for many years. 

It is a bustling place with many lovely old houses. On the main street there are a couple of pubs one of which dates back to 1580.

Pinner is also only a short tube ride to the centre of London and only a few minutes to access the M25, so as you can see it has an ideal location too. A very pretty wee town.

Heading to London on the train, first class of course. Don’t want to spend time with the peasants. Well the real reason is that for an extra few quid I can upgrade and get free tea, coffee and food apparently, so why not. 

So it’s sayonara to  Glasgow and my friends and I hope I’ll see you all again soon. 

This was what one young chap said to me walking out of the toilet at Glasgow Central station “Can you believe it? 40p fir a piss,that’s just fuckin’criminal “

I just visited the Glasgow Gallery Of Modern Art which I may add is in a beautiful old building but I obviously don’t understand the medium too well because I’ve left the building wondering what I just saw.  However there were two old patrons in front of me looking at a picture of Princes Square shopping centre explaining the content of said piece and the conclusion was, the picture was a visual medium of the subject. Fuck me am I glad I came here to be enlightened. 

This is not a building site but part of the exhibition

Just got in from a great night at the pub with old friends, one of whom I haven’t seen in 25 years or so. Great night catching up and sinking a few pints along  the way. 

I’m going to miss this part of Scottish life although I don’t think it’s very healthy in the long run. 

Guess what? I’ve got to do this again on Sunday when I go on the Waverley booze cruise with Ken,Linda Margaret and Keith

I paid a visit to my old school in Glasgow. I haven’t been here since 1966 I think. I’m a bit vague because it was a long time ago. The school was designed by Charles Rennie McIntosh who was an architect, painter,designer and a big influence during the art deco period.  

His style is unique and so rather than me tell you all about him, please Google his name. 

I can remember helping to carry a crate of milk up to the top floor with another lad and thinking how difficult it was. The crate was digging into my hand because it was so heavy and to add insult to injury I never drank it, cause I don’t like it. 

Well I’ve handed the car back so from now in it’s going to be Shank’s Ponies or cadgin’a lift. On the upside I won’t get done for drink driving.