<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440</id><updated>2012-01-14T20:19:11.498+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Living Through Sarcasm</title><subtitle type='html'>It's been a long time coming.... the treacherous writings of that bi-monthly ever-expanding group email have finally led me to this: an attempt to keep you all entertained and updated on my latest news. Who knows where this will lead us....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-6112710186708419921</id><published>2012-01-14T20:17:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T20:19:11.531+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Essay-writing avoidance</title><summary type='text'>Hasn't facebook almost eradicated the need for these things? photos go up there, so do random thoughts. Maybe it is time to pack in the blog. However, I think a general picture of everything is elusive in facebook. Tidbits are thrown at you. the whole picture is never achieved...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/6112710186708419921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=6112710186708419921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/6112710186708419921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/6112710186708419921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2012/01/essay-writing-avoidance.html' title='Essay-writing avoidance'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-4360814296435988818</id><published>2008-07-21T15:15:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T16:47:22.110+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jordan so far...</title><summary type='text'>It has been what feels like 5 million years, I know. Writing about Prague as I know it so well seems futile compared to the ramblings of BKK and life just got in the way.So, as I know myself well enough to be fully aware that emails detailing what I am up to are a long way away from most of your inboxes (sorry, but at least I admit I am pants) I shall revive my blog so you can read at least about</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/4360814296435988818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=4360814296435988818' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/4360814296435988818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/4360814296435988818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2008/07/jordan-so-far.html' title='Jordan so far...'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-7644703134565577808</id><published>2007-07-12T18:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T19:00:05.506+07:00</updated><title type='text'>does any of it work?</title><summary type='text'>So, I travelled from Prague to Bahrain yesterday. Not by bus, of course, but by plane. it never ceases to amaze me how particularly annoying these kinds of journey can be. You'd think it was pretty straightforward. Being asked at the airport at check-in where my visa was when I didn't have one was not the greatest start to my day - thankfully she phoned someone and realised I could get it upon </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/7644703134565577808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=7644703134565577808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/7644703134565577808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/7644703134565577808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2007/07/does-any-of-it-work.html' title='does any of it work?'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-4404165048471440953</id><published>2007-05-15T20:06:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T20:26:39.722+07:00</updated><title type='text'>keep on moving...</title><summary type='text'>It has been ages I know. Guilt has forced me to start writing again. For those of  you who aren't aware, I have left Thailand and have moved to Prague. It took us a while to find a flat but finally we got one we are happy with 0 it even ahs a heated bathroom floor and very strangely, it is in the exact same building I lived in when I first came to the Czech Republic in 2001.Being back is quite </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/4404165048471440953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=4404165048471440953' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/4404165048471440953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/4404165048471440953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2007/05/keep-on-moving.html' title='keep on moving...'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-6244585218974243608</id><published>2007-02-23T10:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T11:04:12.085+07:00</updated><title type='text'>When in Rome...</title><summary type='text'>I wish I had one. I little camera on my shoulder so I could show you exactly what I see on a daily basis. It would be so much fun. My motorbiking accomplishments are enviable, the brushes with death, the loose helmet, aaah who needs roller coasters. The quickest way around BKK is by motorbike taxi. At the corner of my road, there are a bunch of motorbike taxi drivers in their little orange vests </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/6244585218974243608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=6244585218974243608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/6244585218974243608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/6244585218974243608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2007/02/when-in-rome.html' title='When in Rome...'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-5192475429225448882</id><published>2007-02-01T14:32:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T15:09:30.963+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr Massage</title><summary type='text'>Obviously, in my time in Thailand I have tried most kinds of massage; Thai, Japanese, Herbal, Swedish, Aromatherapy - all with varying degrees of success, Thai still being my favourite. Today I tried Ayuraveda massage. It started off with the woman asking me where I had pain. What she meant was: "where do you think you have pain so that I can put you through the most excruciating hell in that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/5192475429225448882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=5192475429225448882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/5192475429225448882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/5192475429225448882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2007/02/dr-massage.html' title='Dr Massage'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-2847656904096046764</id><published>2007-01-10T09:54:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T10:05:23.455+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dissention</title><summary type='text'>It has been a pretty interesting week or so since New Year. There was a strong rumour of a coup last Thursday, they were even talking about a self-coup. I can't even understand how that works. They storm themselves and hold themselves up in order to overturn themselves and put themselves in power? Weird. As you can see the air is thick with irony. A guy called the Nation  newspaper and said that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/2847656904096046764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=2847656904096046764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/2847656904096046764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/2847656904096046764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2007/01/dissention.html' title='Dissention'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-4943445210171953728</id><published>2007-01-03T09:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:48:10.843+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fireworks to the left, ambulances to the right...</title><summary type='text'>Well, the new year has certainly started with a bang here in Bangkok. Nothing like the possibility of being blown up to put a dampner on festivities. Ironically, last new year I was on a plane that was about to blow up, so we had to do an emergency landing, this year on terra firma there are also explosions - hope this isn't a new trend appearing, maybe next year I'll shove myself under water for</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/4943445210171953728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=4943445210171953728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/4943445210171953728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/4943445210171953728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2007/01/fireworks-to-left-ambulances-to-right.html' title='Fireworks to the left, ambulances to the right...'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgkoW9TI8BI/RZsk3qnZkiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Yi-TP7abtfs/s72-c/philippines+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-116565098270797181</id><published>2006-12-09T14:38:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T09:21:53.370+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trunking it...</title><summary type='text'>Yep, I have finally fulfilled my dream of riding an elephant. Was it everything I hoped it would be? Was it the relaxing, exotic experience photos would have you believe? Hell no. When you ride a horse your bum hurts, when you ride something 5 times the size, I can't even begin to tell you what hurts! Let's face it, safety isn't exactly prime in Thailand and what you get to ride an elephant on is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/116565098270797181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=116565098270797181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/116565098270797181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/116565098270797181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2006/12/trunking-it.html' title='Trunking it...'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-116243818338120856</id><published>2006-11-02T10:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T13:44:53.823+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tales from two cities (part 2)</title><summary type='text'>So where was I? ah yes, water puppets. This is precisely how it sounds. Puppets in/on the water. This is supposed to be an ancient Northern Vietnamese cultural thing and a must-see. We booked tickets and off we went. It was in a small theatre with a pool of murky green water at the front with some scenery around it. It all started off with some plinky-plonky Vietnamese music and out came 'the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/116243818338120856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=116243818338120856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/116243818338120856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/116243818338120856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2006/11/tales-from-two-cities-part-2.html' title='Tales from two cities (part 2)'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-116184528572143390</id><published>2006-10-26T12:36:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T09:31:37.793+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tales from two cities (part 1)</title><summary type='text'>I started this entry last week but it is getting so huge that I am going to have to split it.Well aware that I'm slacking on my posts but things have been a bit busy recently. End of term always brings the deluge of tedious report writing - who is this kid I am writing about? and testing "no, I said NO cheating" and far too much paper-pushing - now where did I put that form? oh, I pushed it into </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/116184528572143390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=116184528572143390' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/116184528572143390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/116184528572143390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2006/10/tales-from-two-cities-part-1.html' title='Tales from two cities (part 1)'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-115881999498989551</id><published>2006-09-21T13:11:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T13:26:35.003+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coo Coo</title><summary type='text'>I am now beginning to ponder the disturbing correlation here. I got to Ecuador, there is an economic crisis, riots and a volcanic eruption, I go to the Czech Republic, Prague is flooded, I go to Korea, they impeach the presidet, am now in Thailand - military coup. Joy. I shall not be surprised if I am flagged next time I try and enter the country.So it all started late Tuesday night. At midnight,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/115881999498989551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=115881999498989551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/115881999498989551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/115881999498989551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2006/09/coo-coo.html' title='Coo Coo'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-115760045239350388</id><published>2006-09-07T10:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T10:40:52.403+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The magic 3</title><summary type='text'>Bad things always happen in threes. It never rains but it pours, I am sure you are beginning to see where I am going with this.Last week, was qutie frankly one of the most disastrous in a while. On Tuesday I took one of my classes into the computer. We have been working on their powerpoint presentations for a while and they all showed up with their flashdrives as requested to put the finishing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/115760045239350388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=115760045239350388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/115760045239350388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/115760045239350388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2006/09/magic-3.html' title='The magic 3'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-115579767522181509</id><published>2006-08-17T13:37:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T14:59:08.900+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beautiful Forehead</title><summary type='text'>Apparently this is what I have. A beautiful forehead. It denotes that I couldn't possibly be over 22 according to some Thais I met last night. What are they on about? It has to be said, compliments are weird here. My students just don't seem to be able to get it quite right, things like "Oh teacher today you look beautiful" What do you mean today?Bimble into Starbucks "Ah Miss G, you are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/115579767522181509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=115579767522181509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/115579767522181509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/115579767522181509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2006/08/beautiful-forehead.html' title='The Beautiful Forehead'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-115407343686645815</id><published>2006-07-28T14:26:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T14:57:16.903+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hols</title><summary type='text'>she's on holiday again, I hear you cry! Yes I am and I'm not ashamed to admit it. I have had a week or so off because it is the end of term. J and I had our first weekend together in about 3 months and it was great. I set off for Kanchanaburi a day ahead of J and spent all of it in a spa - check it out http://www.suan-nanachaat.com - fabulous place! These are some random ants we found outside our</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/115407343686645815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=115407343686645815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/115407343686645815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/115407343686645815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2006/07/hols.html' title='Hols'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-115319080640074399</id><published>2006-07-18T09:30:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T09:46:46.410+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Punch me in the face!</title><summary type='text'>oh, OK then. this is what my boxing instructor shouts at me regularly. Yep, you read right, I am learning to box. I know this is a scary thought for those of you who know me and get this (oh if you could only see the crazed look in my eyes) I am also going to learn Muay Thai! Isn't that just the best news you've heard all day?I only started a couple of weeks ago but am already at the sparring </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/115319080640074399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=115319080640074399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/115319080640074399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/115319080640074399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2006/07/punch-me-in-face.html' title='Punch me in the face!'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-115167051477775438</id><published>2006-06-30T18:49:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T19:30:29.686+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emergency rush</title><summary type='text'>So, another addition quicker than last time, I am getting better. Things have been a little hectic. It was J's B'day last week so copious amounts of my time was spent deciding what to get him, I had plumped for a new mobile but spent hours in the Nokia shop wondering whether the ones I liked were a little too girly, after consulting with men, I discovered that clearly if it looks cute and is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/115167051477775438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=115167051477775438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/115167051477775438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/115167051477775438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2006/06/emergency-rush.html' title='Emergency rush'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-115009508929181859</id><published>2006-06-12T13:46:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T15:48:12.316+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mellow Yellow</title><summary type='text'>It's the King's Jubilee - 60 years on the throne, longest standing (or should that be sitting?) monarch in the world. Personal benefits of this jubilee are a 5 day weekend. Course, most of the roads are closed in and around Bangkok so travel wasn't really an option oh and I had to work on Saturday and Sunday but I can't complain. Monday and Tuesday are official days off, J had friday off due to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/115009508929181859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=115009508929181859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/115009508929181859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/115009508929181859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2006/06/mellow-yellow.html' title='Mellow Yellow'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-114734597047596026</id><published>2006-05-11T17:45:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T08:23:48.563+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Into the fire...</title><summary type='text'>Well, it has been a while. Time is really flying by at the moment. settling in to new job fine but seems to have taken up a bit of time. So much to learn, taking it all in baby steps etc. Moving on to the more meaty stuff...Last weekend, was my final 'real weekend' for the next year. I started work on Saturday and my weekend becomes Thursday and Friday. The timetable God has been smiling upon me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/114734597047596026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=114734597047596026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/114734597047596026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/114734597047596026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2006/05/into-fire.html' title='Into the fire...'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-114524717097988740</id><published>2006-04-17T09:54:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T11:12:50.996+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The green, green grass of home</title><summary type='text'>For those of you who often wonder if when I say I grew up in the middle of nowhere I really did, then take a look. Here is what the area I come from looks like. I say this because J always used to say "hmmm yes I too live in the middle of nowhere" then he came to visit and said "Oh My God, you really do live in the middle of nowhere". I presume middle of nowhere in America means more than 10 mins</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/114524717097988740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=114524717097988740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/114524717097988740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/114524717097988740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2006/04/green-green-grass-of-home_17.html' title='The green, green grass of home'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-114190132592517430</id><published>2006-03-09T17:16:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T17:48:45.993+07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Chapter</title><summary type='text'>I know it has been yonks and I apologise. Searching for a flat and a few other things have kept me all tied up - and not in a fun playful sense.hmm, what have you missed in my enthralling life as a primary teacher? Oh yeah things like this:hii just want to warn you about ic class,is u were say that on thursday is the last ic learning,but tomorrow we got a test that it's very important so we can't</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/114190132592517430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=114190132592517430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/114190132592517430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/114190132592517430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-chapter.html' title='New Chapter'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-113990180176917922</id><published>2006-02-14T14:04:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T14:23:21.856+07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Time</title><summary type='text'>Don't be fooled by the angelic looks. Of course, a lot of these girls are some of my faves in P1, they are rarely in a mood, don't fight with the others and always try hard at English. But, there is still oodles of room for mischief.This is where the magic happens. My classroom. Shame the tables aren't naild to the floor. Somehow, Kindergarten manage to move them right in to withing inches of me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/113990180176917922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=113990180176917922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113990180176917922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113990180176917922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2006/02/school-time.html' title='School Time'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-113989948555957846</id><published>2006-02-14T13:06:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T13:44:45.563+07:00</updated><title type='text'>V-Day Blues</title><summary type='text'>Woe is me, v-day and am stuck at home ill. J called to say that I probably had a lucky escape as it appears that in this country you run and around and plaster people with stickers. How romantic. What do you say to that? Thanks for making me look like a loser from Project runway where I had to make a suit out of trash? Course, am lucky I escaped said stickiness but you be damn sure that I am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/113989948555957846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=113989948555957846' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113989948555957846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113989948555957846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2006/02/v-day-blues_14.html' title='V-Day Blues'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-113861707975309292</id><published>2006-01-30T16:01:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T17:31:19.766+07:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY</title><summary type='text'>I'm beginning to feel that my New Years are doomed and that travel problems are just going to be part and parcel of them in the future. It is Chinese New Year and we have yet another long weekend. You won't hear me complaining, oh no, although it would be nice if they told us more than one day in advance so that we could make proper plans and book a hotel etc, but you know, it's a school, why </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/113861707975309292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=113861707975309292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113861707975309292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113861707975309292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2006/01/cny_30.html' title='CNY'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-113834315832042604</id><published>2006-01-27T13:01:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T13:25:58.333+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why...</title><summary type='text'>It has been a while. Apologies. Only 26 more days of teaching so the rush is on to get a solid plan into place, find a new job possibly a new country etc. Yes. yes, I know it must sound teribbly exciting to some of you but trust me, the novelty wears off after a while. If only I could just at least decide if we are going to stay here or leave then I could get into "I am leaving need to get shit </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/113834315832042604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=113834315832042604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113834315832042604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113834315832042604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2006/01/why.html' title='Why...'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-113756547307727379</id><published>2006-01-18T13:06:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T13:24:33.100+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spinal Crack</title><summary type='text'>This should come with a warning of: Don't do this at home! However, I am kind of asking you to do just that. I shall therefore do the disclaimer now and say that any injury incurred is not my fault.I was getting my weekly Thai massage yesterday and still marvel at the woman balancing on my arse. Now I am not sure if I am just incredibly inflexible -although after this many I shouldn't be - or a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/113756547307727379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=113756547307727379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113756547307727379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113756547307727379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2006/01/spinal-crack.html' title='Spinal Crack'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-113696231852238415</id><published>2006-01-11T13:38:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T13:51:58.563+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Literally Speaking</title><summary type='text'>It came to my attention a while back that every time my kids saw a cat they pointed and said Miaow. This happens alot because here are several cats who hang around the school, they like to sleep outside my window so the kids are always trying to spy on them. It became so frequent that I started to wonder if it is indeed the word for cat in Thai. Then a thread of consciousness started to weave </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/113696231852238415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=113696231852238415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113696231852238415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113696231852238415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2006/01/literally-speaking.html' title='Literally Speaking'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-113672414099733918</id><published>2006-01-08T18:32:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T19:42:21.966+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tour of Shanghai</title><summary type='text'>I realise I don't really put enough pics up, they convey more than words sometimes. Just got photoshop which helps reduce them, will then move on to the other large amount of pics I have that I haven't bothered to display.Here we are outside the mansion down in the old part of Shanghai wearing about 9 layers of clothes. The bridge we're on is called the bridge of the nine dragon tails (or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/113672414099733918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=113672414099733918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113672414099733918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113672414099733918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2006/01/tour-of-shanghai.html' title='Tour of Shanghai'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-113662742013760261</id><published>2006-01-07T15:20:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T17:04:16.323+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inbound Evil Santa</title><summary type='text'>After the previous delay we thought it wise to be ahead of the game and check whether our return flight on New Year's eve wasn't delayed. Usually, this would be a simple task however, after problems contacting me before I left BKK, D had called Shanghai airport to confirm arrival of my flight and was told that without a doubt, positively that we were going to arrive in Shanghai at 11pm. In fact </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/113662742013760261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=113662742013760261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113662742013760261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113662742013760261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2006/01/inbound-evil-santa_113662742013760261.html' title='Inbound Evil Santa'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-113655015560830821</id><published>2006-01-06T18:55:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T15:20:11.696+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Outbound Bad Santa</title><summary type='text'>Just when you think that you've got all your bases covered and you are gazing at the bright blue sky, you stick your foot in a pothole and break your ankle...just like CZ in winter.Well, some things were rather like that, it has to be said.I've decided to split this into two parts for sanity purposes, but I doubt it will make it more bite-sized.I literally hurled myself out of bed on the 27th </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/113655015560830821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=113655015560830821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113655015560830821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113655015560830821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2006/01/outbound-bad-santa.html' title='Outbound Bad Santa'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-113627960047822319</id><published>2006-01-03T15:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T18:53:14.606+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Santa</title><summary type='text'>Happy New Year everybody.As most of you are quite aware by now, nothing I plan ever goes without a hitch. I have a feeling that oppression haunts people. The tentacles of oppression that once stung the Welsh stretch throughout history and sting you on the backside when you least expect it. This can range from a simple slip on the bathroom rug in the morning that ruins your day not to mention the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/113627960047822319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=113627960047822319' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113627960047822319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113627960047822319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2006/01/good-santa.html' title='Good Santa'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-113514423294786914</id><published>2005-12-21T12:30:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T13:20:46.103+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it really Christmas?</title><summary type='text'>You know that feeling around Christmas time when you reach your limit and you think to yourself: if I have to spend any more time in the Body Shop or Bed bath and Beyond to select a 'token' smelly gift I will die? If I hear Jingle Bells one more time I'll shove them where the sun don't shine? (I bet most of you ar there already right?)and then... you spend a Christmas away from home in a country </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/113514423294786914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=113514423294786914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113514423294786914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113514423294786914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2005/12/is-it-really-christmas.html' title='Is it really Christmas?'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-113454885951860318</id><published>2005-12-14T14:56:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T13:04:53.036+07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's under Orion's belt?</title><summary type='text'>Yeah, yeah, I know you are probably expecting some inter-planaterial filth from my good self detailing the absence of stars under the belt thus indicating the lack of endowment so to speak, but, no, I simply found myself staring at Orion's belt on Saturday evening at a fabulous sound and light extravaganza.Now, those of you astute enough to think that the very fact that I could even see stars </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/113454885951860318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=113454885951860318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113454885951860318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113454885951860318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2005/12/whats-under-orions-belt.html' title='What&apos;s under Orion&apos;s belt?'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-113393690810622193</id><published>2005-12-07T13:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T13:28:28.116+07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first pet...</title><summary type='text'>I remember my first pet. Do you? Well, mine was as much of a pet as can be in the Welsh farmery sense of the word. A sheepdog called Meg. Lovely dog she was, you could just point in the general direction of where the sheep were and off she would disappear like lightning and ten mins later the sheep would be in the pen. She went everywhere with me, was a Princess or a horse for example if I needed</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/113393690810622193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=113393690810622193' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113393690810622193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113393690810622193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-first-pet.html' title='My first pet...'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-113376991279780204</id><published>2005-12-05T14:35:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T18:33:32.943+07:00</updated><title type='text'>finally...</title><summary type='text'>Finally, I have the internet at home again -but who knows how long this false sense of security will last?Tip: ludicrously, the new windows XP service 2 version actually has a bug in it which prevents you from accessing the internet. Of course, there is a patch available to solve the problem however you can only download it from the internet - hand up anyone who sees a vicious circle appearing?! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/113376991279780204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=113376991279780204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113376991279780204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113376991279780204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2005/12/finally.html' title='finally...'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-113341836306842301</id><published>2005-12-01T13:06:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T13:26:03.080+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Proverbial fan...</title><summary type='text'>Well, I bet you didn't think there would be an addition so soon. I didn't think that my last wrods of seeing what tomorrow will bring would indeed yeild some surprises.Monday we have the day off becuase it is the King's birthday. Consequently it is then also Father's day and ingeniously Mother's day is on the Queen's birthday - see how that works? The school had a little ceremony they have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/113341836306842301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=113341836306842301' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113341836306842301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113341836306842301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2005/12/proverbial-fan.html' title='The Proverbial fan...'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-113333908260779296</id><published>2005-11-30T15:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T11:28:38.550+07:00</updated><title type='text'>A typical slice....</title><summary type='text'>Not to disappoint the ever growing fanbase, well, it's gone from like three to eight in the past 5 weeks surely that is better than the average JLo album, I endeavour to 'pen' an entry....Computer at home now working - clearly pressing the odd button every 20 mins works! however now the internet is out, on the bright side we have been assured that a technician shall be along in 2 days, that was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/113333908260779296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=113333908260779296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113333908260779296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113333908260779296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2005/11/typical-slice.html' title='A typical slice....'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-113263288539578508</id><published>2005-11-22T10:40:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T12:45:20.420+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Technical Difficulties</title><summary type='text'>Yet again I find myself reduced to typing this on the school computer as ours is making weird whirring noises and is clearly buggered for the time being. Never fear, TB is on the case, which as far as I can tell involves presing abutton every so often seeing the comp. process stuff for 20 mins and then pressing another button, not that I would ever suggest that the world of computer teachnology </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/113263288539578508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=113263288539578508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113263288539578508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113263288539578508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2005/11/technical-difficulties.html' title='Technical Difficulties'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-113195659225689098</id><published>2005-11-14T15:02:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T15:23:12.266+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sticker madness</title><summary type='text'>This is going to be a quick one, I didn't want to fail on my weekly entries. My internet is out at home so I am reduced to diong this surrounded by 30 kids getting a computer lesson. Shame they can't understand anything I am writing about them!All is relatively well in the land of smiles. I have shot myself in the proverbial teaching foot however by introducing the concept of stickers as a reward</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/113195659225689098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=113195659225689098' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113195659225689098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113195659225689098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2005/11/sticker-madness.html' title='Sticker madness'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-113127863228279146</id><published>2005-11-06T18:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T19:03:52.300+07:00</updated><title type='text'>goody two shoes</title><summary type='text'>I'm quite impressed that I have managed to find myself writing a new post one week after I started. This is a good sign. The pic, if you haven't already guessed, is of my fantabulous school uniform which I must don four times a week. There are two combos of this delectable style, the other being in baby blue with a cream shirt. Although, the shirts are so versatile that they can be worn with both</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/113127863228279146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=113127863228279146' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113127863228279146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113127863228279146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2005/11/goody-two-shoes.html' title='goody two shoes'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-113075384441075931</id><published>2005-10-31T16:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T17:17:24.433+07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's halloween and evil lurks...</title><summary type='text'>       Here is the view from our balcony. As you can see Samut Prakan clearly resembles the "quiet fishing village" described in lonely planet. Dunno bout you, but I'm not convinced they ever came here. After all, it boasts one of the largest crocodile farms in the world including a 6m croc. These pics are as of ten mins ago and surprisingly I managed to take them in the split second that there </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/113075384441075931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=113075384441075931' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113075384441075931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113075384441075931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-halloween-and-evil-lurks.html' title='It&apos;s halloween and evil lurks...'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426440.post-113066323034230986</id><published>2005-10-31T06:01:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T16:22:00.433+07:00</updated><title type='text'>End of hols, boo hoo</title><summary type='text'>Have just finished up 3 blissful weeks of time away from the kids. Well, I did bump into one yesterday unexpectedly in the mall. Poor thing, he got all excited and then didn't know what to do with himself"teacher! teacher! Hello! Hello!"                                           (this is long beach on Phi Phi)cue much pointing and nudging of parents and then even more shock as I wai (for the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/feeds/113066323034230986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426440&amp;postID=113066323034230986' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113066323034230986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426440/posts/default/113066323034230986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bltsarcasm.blogspot.com/2005/10/end-of-hols-boo-hoo.html' title='End of hols, boo hoo'/><author><name>Cymraes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17676510043346368079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
