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Well said Shilo. And I accept that Peterson's rights not to be pre-judged are a valid factor in both your posts and Gary's.

I've looked through this thread and I can't find a post where BigD has accused you or anyone of talking 'bullshit' And that's because he hasn't! Below is the post of his that you were replying to and seems to have provoked you into the, 'and you have the nerve to accuse me of bullshit' BigDUSA, on 18 Sept 2014 - 03:47 AM, said: The other small child this guy beat required stitches over his eye. Gary you've clearly made up your mind about Peterson……Poor chap the 'sharks' have smelt blood, 'they're circling' and he hasn't got a chance. Just some woman 'after a settlement……..I bet' In trying to elicit our sympathy for him I think you've confused defending the issue with defending the man.

I find live sport its weakest feature. I struggled to find a decent link to the recent Arsenal Vs Man City fixture....While a mate found an excellent Arab link to the game.

I haven't seen that Peterson is being accused of an arbitrary attack. I thought everyone accepted it was a punishment for some form of misconduct on behalf of his son. And it's only that some people think he went too far……others, that his actions are an acceptable form of discipline and why all the fuss? Let me make my position clear…...I hate seeing kids lacking respect for their parents. Sometimes its the kids who have the whip-hand because their parents have given up on discipline….. in favour of bribery. I could see an argument saying that those parents are causing more long-lasting damage to the fruit of their loins than Peterson as having a lot of traction too. Too much 'mercy' for want of a better word is cruelty. And so is too much discipline…... Gary and Shilo admit to a 'whooping' when they were young and they both seem perfectly normal, well balanced, adults. No lasting psychological damage was done to them…….So stop polishing your halo atlas. I suppose in the end we go along with what our parents did…... My parents never laid a hand on me and in turn I've never laid a hand on my son. We've both survived with our love and respect intact. I suppose that's why I don't think cold-bloodied corporal punishment is necessary. I can commend Peterson for trying to correct his child's behavior because discipline is necessary, however…… there are ways to instill good behavior, respect and self-discipline in a child, other than by whipping them until blood is drawn. Those ways may take longer, call for more perseverance and skill. But for me, thrashing your child this way is at best, lazy, sloppy, can't be arsed parenting... where the child suffers twice for your neglect. Or at worse a vicious abuse of your power over a helpless child.

Well it's been great………Watched some BBC Iplayer stuff, new DR Who……Last night 'Penny Dreadful'

"What do I say?" "Look, we start off by saying I've given you strict instructions not to discuss this. Then we say………."

It's not necessary to beat kids to instill in them your authority. Say what you mean and follow through in every instance. It's laborious to begin with but it gets easier. With the situation both you and MLC mention….where a child has done something that's truly frightened you and could have had tragic consequences for them, well then I can understand a panicked parent smacking a toddler……But cold-bloodied cutting off of branches or whipping off your belt to administer a beating…….?? I don't think I could demean myself in that way.

I can never remember the names of the main sois off of Suk……. But……The Star Light Restaurant is in the same soi as Paradise Bar and Mango. In fact it's situated just along from the Mango on the same side of the road. A friend had said to give it's Sunday Roast a try. Knowing I was heading there I'd forgone breakfast and had packed quite a day in before I arrived at about 12.40pm. I couldn't see a chalk board or reference to the Sunday Roast in the menu that a very pretty waitress brought to my table. Not to worry…..a cheerful Dickensian figure appeared and asked if he could help. This turned out to be the avuncular owner, John. He explained that they start selling the roasts at 1pm but he'd have a word with the cook. He came back and said, 'no problem what meat would I like?' Lamb…..with mint sauce. There was a choice of, 'Beef, Pork, Lamb or Chicken breast… and you can have 2 meats if you like!' I'm a lover of lamb but I'm always disappointed by the 'rolled stuff' they do in some places like the otherwise excellent Pig&Whistle. I was assured this was finest NZ lamb. I ordered a large bottle of Singha 65 baht. Shortly afterwards my Roast arrived. I promise you even by 1pm……I'd earned this meal. I wasn't disappointed. The lamb was excellent and the potatoes just like me mums!! cost a staggering……unbelievable……150 baht……..less than 3 quid!! Half way through the friendly owner comes over and asks….."Everything OK do want another potato or more gravy?" I assured him it was great. It bloody well was…..!! I'll be back. If anyone can help out with better directions and the name of the soi I'd be grateful.

He's already got that……Plus mayoral responsibilities for Soi 6…...

The girl last night started undulating and grinding in that circular motion. She asked me if she looked sexy? I said you look like Mr Whippy having a shit!!!

I thought it was referenced to 'my' joke! We all get them from somewhere, so apologies are never necessary…… In my case it was from an 80 year old uncle who also told me this one…….. As the young fit milkman clattered two pints onto the doorstep he heard a shout from the opened bedroom window above. "Milky can you come up and help me? The front door's not locked." Milky knew an old man lived there and thought he was in trouble. He flew up the stairs, opened the bedroom door and was confronted with the wrinkled arse of the old man bent over the nubile body of his fresh young bride. "Milky…….. I can't get on! I've been trying all bloody night. Can you lift me on please mate?" Apologising to the young lady, and doing his best to avert his eyes the milkman manages to lift the old bloke on. 'Thanks mate'. "Er….no problem. Strolling back to his milk-cart, amazed at the site he'd just witnessed, he suddenly thought of something? He walked back and called up at the window…"How you going to get off?" There was a grunt and the old man shouted down cheerfully………"You're coming back on Thursday ain't yer?"

Reminds me……..(as you always do) of another 86 year old in a similar position. On his yearly check-up his Dr asked how things were and the old guy says….. "Great Doc! In fact I've just got married again…….She's lovely and only 19!! I'm so lucky and so in love! Doc I meant to ask you do you have any tips for a good marriage…..? I know I can't take her out dancing every night but I want to make her……you know happy……and content. Any suggestions?" The Doctor looked kindly at the shriveled old bloke opposite him and said, "Sometimes, in er, these situations, it helps to take in a lodger. You know, so she doesn't get lonely when you're out." "Thanks Doctor I think that's a good idea." The next year he trots back into the surgery for his check-up……. The Doctor says, "All clear Mr Smith. Actually you're in quite remarkable health for your age. Er…... how's your wife? Is marriage to a much younger woman all you thought it would be?" Beaming he says... "Things couldn't be better at home……..My wife's pregnant!!" The Doctor looked over his spectacles and asks with a rueful smile…… "May I ask if you took my advice and took in a lodger……?" "I did, I did!……….And she's pregnant too!"

I had tickets too see this lady years back at The Festival Hall…..but something came up at work and I had to give them away……… I think she's dead now. Anyway, I've a playlist of beach/Bossa nova music……… Goes well with singha, sun and palm-trees. 'Aven't a clue what she's singing about but it doesn't seem to matter. OK she's got face like Dot Cotton licking piss off a nettle………. But such a voice!

Not sure……set it up and threw all the bumph away. Just says android on the top. Model Best quad core on the bottom.

I shall treat your comment Jacko with the contumely it deserves………. I've been out all day…….Swim here at 6 am….Then Royal Cliff gym and sauna... Breakfast…..Shopping….Over to the darkside…... 'Joy Joy bar'…... 5 games of pool at a bar somewhere near the lake, ( that apparently hosted Jimmy White last night)……..Then shag with and old dollop at The Butterfly. She had a face like Dot Cotton licking piss off a nettle but a great shag ….Then pool, peanuts and a beer at a bar near my condo. Shortly off to a restaurant for my last meal of the day……... Then…….Phew….The Box!!! and some wine…….Wilbur Smith…….. and bed. Honest Jacko, by 5 pm I'm 'Donald' !!! MM…..You're right!….. One of the benefits of the android system is that most hotels have TVs with HDM sockets and wi-fi in the room……..So it's handy for trips too.

Just got one a couple of days ago. 5000 baht. About the size of a large smart-phone. Connects to my wi-fi. HDM lead from the box to theTV. Job done! Found the controls laborious so got a cheap mouse……. and life was much easier. I'm working my way round the channels and getting to know the thing…… Day one watched a couple of old "Robin Hoods…He's still riding thru the Glen'. Then the new, 'November Man' movie……..Then later watched England Vs Switzerland on ITV. Basically it appears that I can get any live sport I want……..any film…….and any series. Even that weather-girl with the big charlies on Sky……..Can also view youtube, emails…..Google searches. Bit of buffering during the England game but other-wise I'm very impressed. Any tips, comments?

Two further points occur to me…….. 1. Don't buy the cheap copy canvas Crocs. I attribute my first, (hope last) attack of the painful 'Plantar Faciitus' to being a tight-arse…... 2. The Thai builder who I refer to above that pinched my Tevas... taught me the lesson that if you want to understand another person……."Walk a mile in his shoes' ……That way you'll be a mile away... and have his shoes……..!! The bastard!!

Boy goes up to his teacher…… "I ain't got no pencil Miss!" She tut-tuts and corrects…….. "I have no pencil…. you have no pencil……..we have no pencils…..they have no pencils." He scratches his head….looks up and says…"Well who's got all the fucking pencils then Miss?"

My Aussie 2nd wife bought me my tevas……….lasted years. Had them nicked/swopped by a workman at my first condo. You can play tennis and swim in them….handy for climbing out of the sea over rocks…….. But nowadays I prefer the look of canvas crocs.

Good one……….. I heard about the Irish moose hunters who hired one of those light planes with skis to land on snow…... It enabled them to get right into the best hunting grounds. The day's shoot went well and they bagged 4 moose. The plane's pilot complained that the weight was too much and he could only take 3 moose back with them. The hunters insisted that last year in exactly the same plane they loaded 4 moose. Eventually with the promise of extra money the pilot relented, the 4 shot moose were loaded and they all squeezed into the plane. The take-off was touch and go and with a whoop of relief they just cleared the pines. 120 mins later struggling with it's heavy cargo the plane's fuel warning lit up and the pilot screamed, "I have to put her down. Brace for an emergency landing!!" With the fuel exhausted, and coming in too fast the plane crashes into the snow losing it's skis and and slithers to a crunching halt on it's belly. The pilot shaken but relieved and proud of his skill in getting them down safely……Asks, "Are you both OK? Then he admits……I'm sorry I haven't clue where we are. To which one of the men says…….." It's Ok…. I know where we are!……. Sure, 'dis is exactly where we crashed last year.!"

I was being ironic…... I actually met a very cheerful and funny Russian a couple of days ago……….The next day he was about to chat again and his 'ball-and-chain gave him a withering look and he blanked me. The thought that she must consider me a bad influence has left me with confused feelings…...

Good news the Russians are going to be replaced by offering cheap deals to tourists from India and the Middle East.

It was overcast…..

I was looking for the chords to "Wake me up before you Go Go' And came across this……. I tell you with all the bad news and reasons to rant something like this is reassuring ……..There was a moment when I actually filled up. God knows why!! Worth a watch through……..honest.

I searched high and low for 'wy king' or ginger wine one Christmas………It's the essential addition to my mulled wine recipe. Couldn't find it in any shop or supermarket here. Now I always stick a small bottle in my luggage when I return from England along with a few jars of Ginger preserve which is also unobtainable here……But….. in the process of looking for ginger wine I did come across ginger ale………Cant recall where sorry! But it's out there.