Finally manage to arrange a meeting with the man who picked me up off the side of the road on the night of my accident and carried me to hospital. I wanted to meet him personally and thank him.
He turned out to be a friendly guy with a big smile. I thanked him for his rescue and apologised for any blood I may have left behind. He confirmed that I had bled copiously over his back seat, as if it were no more inconvenience than a dropped sweet wrapper. He also told me that I had spent the trip asking him where we were going, in a pretty impressive Thai accent apparently. This was a revelation, because normally my Thai is crap. I will get she who must be obeyed to knock me over the head next time I want to hold a conversation in the language of my adopted country.
After a chat, I pressed an envelope containing several high value notes into his hands which he seemed reluctant to accept. A very decent man, of which this country seems to have more than the average number.
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2008-11-26| Jock saysWHAT you gave the guy HUNDRED bills ???
Ah OK. Just checked my currency converter … they’re worth about 1.83 British Pounds at todays rates !!
I’m off to meet Duncs in Doha this week-end. Your ears should be burning !!
2008-11-26| Billy saysGood man.