We went to the National Gallery today to renew our membership and give the girls another exposure to art, in the hope in inspires aesthetic judgment later in their lives. (Well, in the morning we[…]
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Month: January 2017
A Woman Of Bangkok
Today I read A Woman Of Bangkok, the story of a young Englishman in Thailand, fresh off the boat and all too soon obsessed by a bar girl. It’s 61 years old, which is the[…]
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Getting out of Bangkok again
I had two beers last night, woke up today feeling dreadful. Maybe I should lay off the booze until after the marathon. The Westin in Bangkok is admirably soulless, so I had a vaguely disappointing,[…]
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Late night ruminations in the Westin
“I hope you have a nice holiday.” “He’s not on holiday, he’s at work. ” “Ooooh… I hope you have a nice holiday at work.” Such was the message I got from La Serpiente tonight.[…]
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Further travels
I took a flight to Bangkok this afternoon. Our office in Singapore is only 15 minutes’ drive from the airport, so you can leave pretty late and still catch the flight. I’m staying at the[…]
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Feeding the Beast
La Serpiente continues her happy-one-day, sad-the-next journeys to school. Today she was in tears because we took the A lift to the ground floor, rather than the B lift (for unfathomable reasons, the B lift[…]
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Marathon training – week 4 of 14 (taking it easy)
This was my first easy week, although it’s hard to consider it that way, after the day I’ve just had, and my aching feet. For three days this week I just had to run my[…]
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Two Hours
Two Hours, a book about marathons, was something I only found out about via a circuitous chain of hyperlinks. DC Rainmaker’s blog linked to a Tracksmith-sponsored piece of photojournalism, where they took pictures of the[…]
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Lactate testing
Today I went over the road from my office to a sports testing clinic, and tried to find out what my lactate threshold is.* There are various other tests of fitness you can do, including[…]
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Fish is Fish
Fish is Fish is the slightly melancholy, cautionary tale of what happens if you have too much confidence and curiousity, and friends from a different species. As such, I’m not sure of its suitability for[…]
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